I don’t remember the X-men were crying all the time during their adventures. They enjoyed themselves without making a big deal of it.
Now, they have to show it, to prove it all time: “let’s have a neverending party because we are so proud of who we are” — which is an accident of birth, by the way. I remember they had a party because they won and were happy to be alive, because it was Thanksgiving, because they were happy to be together…
It wasn’t to be glady fashion victims of some crazy designer. Such vain creatures they have become…