What Games have given me

Every day you read news about some psycho in some part of the planet killing people or doing despicable things and then fall back on “a game made me do it” or some other game-blaming cockamamie excuse. And every time they do it, the media and politicians and even religious leaders raise the anti-gaming torches and pitchforks. Continue reading What Games have given me

The word Tolerance…and Respect

If there’s a post that’ll cost me my low amount of readers, this is it! But what the hell, I live to write!

I had a random thought this morning (an especially dangerous event): Why do we use the word tolerant and tolerance when used with different lifestyles? Why not acceptance? Tolerance by definition means the ability to live with things you don’t approve of, and that’s the root of the problem, why don’t we just approve and move on?

(By the way I’m talking about our run-of-the-mill lifestyles like different religion, sexuality or political affiliation. If your lifestyle involves skinning people alive, you’ll find me really intolerant if not violent towards you.)

It’s not a hard thing to do, if you don’t accept it, there’s a high probability it’s because your God doesn’t like it. That or you’re just a dickhead. Or both, maybe you’re a dickhead and hide behind your god for justification, in which case I say unto thee, welcome Westboro Baptist Church members, have a look around, this site if filled with magic and wonder, or in your words, THE DEVIL!!!

With the obligatory inflaming Westboro comment out of the way, let’s resume. Continue reading The word Tolerance…and Respect

Geographical Identity…

This week I saw a YouTube video called “Caracas, Ciudad de Despedidas” (Caracas, City of Farewells), and was fascinated, not by the video, since it was a 17 minute documentary with 12 minutes of pointless transition shots and music; but by the general response. Insults, dislikes, criticism and bile flew out with force and frequency, people wouldn’t let it die…it even started a meme, which I didn’t care for because I hate memes. But wading through the aforementioned bile and vitriol, I started seeing patterns in the replies and opinions, and it made me think about cultural and national identity, patriotism and pride, and the extremes in them… Continue reading Geographical Identity…