Brianna Wu is Running for Congress

I’ve said how I was done talking about Crypt Keeper Wu, but when I saw this video on my Twitter, I couldn’t resist.  This is the the funniest thing I have ever seen.  It’s funny for all kinds of reasons.  It seems that Brianna Wu is running for Congress.  That’s right, she’s going to put her hat into the political arena.  The whole reason that I am making this post is so we can watch and enjoy her first congressional ad, and shed some light some of the things that she’s done and see if that makes her congressional material.  First things first, let’s see this wonderful magnum opus that is her video.

First things first, I do love the pic they got for her to use as the one time we see her face.  It is a marvel that they found a pic which doesn’t make her look like the nightmarish ghoul that she is.  I’m honestly not going to pick apart the video.  A million people have done that already.  I’m just going to provide some context for the media who may or may not talk about her congressional run to know what kind of woman she is.

I’m so glad she brought up GamerGate.  Aside from the bulk of the electorate not knowing what the fuck that is, it is a nice segway into one of the first thing to talk about in respect to Brianna.  Like how she lied about being driven out of her home by EVIL GamerGaters.  Here’s a video that broke it down pretty well.  In a series of interviews between the dates of 10/13 to 12/09 of 2014, Brianna was talking about how she was driven out of her home and scared for her life.  The person in the video was able to notice something about the location that she was being interviewed at in all of these new segments.  There’s this skid mark on the wall.  Not so weird, right?  Well, something to know about that skid mark – it’s in her office.  So, Brianna was basically doing all of these interviews from her office.  Guess where her office is – in her home!  So, her whole song and dance about being run out of her home?  A lie.  100% pure bullshit.  But I’m just getting started.

Wu traded in victimhood, just like most SJW women.  However, unlik e her contemporaries, she didn’t have nearly the skill at it.  Zoe Quinn was busted orchestrating a harassment campaign against Candace Owens which torpedoed her Kickstarter campaign.  Anita Sarkeesian is a masterful con artist.  The best in her class.  Only difference is she just wants people to give her piles of money so she can do nothing.  But Wu wasn’t so good at it.  See, she tried to get in on the action without first realizing that trolling for victim points is more art than science.  Her failure was just beautiful.  What she did is try and bait trolls into saying hateful things on her on Steam.  Here’s a link to a screen-cap.  It’s beautiful in its contemplation. Instead of switching to an appropriately-misogynistic sock-puppet account, she decided to do post something that was blatant fishing from her own Steam page.  Brilliant.

Years of Wu lying, manipulating every media outlet she can into sucking her dick (there is no confirmation that her transition was complete), and her cashing on her victim points every time she possibly could is interesting in and of itself.  After all, doesn’t she say in her ad how she beat the “alt-right” of GamerGate?  Gee, it sure would be a shame if most of the people associated with GG were part of the libertarian-left.  But the really grotesque part of this is the kind of woman that will use the dead as a prop to sell her victimhood.  Don’t believe me?  Well, there’s a fun story ahead.

During the heyday of GamerGate, there was a completely and utterly unrelated story of a woman named Amber Lynn Schraw.  She was strangled to death by her ex-boyfriend and left naked for her son to find.  Something which I am sure has scarred the kid for the rest of his life.  The news broken, and guess what our good “strong woman” decided to do – exploit it to show how in danger she is.  In a Tweet heard round the world, she shared a link to the article with the words, “Tell me again how my life isn’t in danger.”  This dead woman, who left four children without a mother and one child scarred forever, was nothing but a prop to this disgusting, putrid pile of shit in human skin.  I was disgusted by it then, and I’m disgusted by it now.

I wonder if, in that video where she talks about how she is going to stand up for women’s rights, she will acknowledge using a dead woman as a prop.  I think her potential constituents might like to know.  Maybe David Pakman might have liked to know, when he did his soft-ball interview with her that she blew up on him about.  Maybe the people at Huffpost would like to know, when they were kissing her ass just as hard.  I don’t know, maybe they would have liked to know.  The limp-dick media is going to cheer her on and talk about what a hero she is, both as a woman and as a trans person fight for “women’s right.”  Never mind that a dead woman was NOTHING to her but a prop to use to sell a narrative.

This woman’s 15 minutes of fame has gone on far too long.  Hell, it’s going on even now.  But hey, let’s not say that Brianna is a cold and heartless bitch.  After all, it’s not like she is going to already start smearing her opponent and doing every disgusting trick that she can to make herself look good.  Right, Brianna?

brianna-wuOh.  Well, shit.

Until next time, a quote,

“Villains who twirl their mustaches are easy to spot.  But those who cloak themselves in good deeds are well-camouflaged.” – Capt. Jean Luc Picard

Peace out,

Maverick

Let’s Answer 11 Sexist Things a Feminist (of .Mic) Says Men do on Dates

Well, because I am wonderfully original, and I have just now seen this post kicking around my anti-SJW circles, I thought I would respond to an article where a feminist lays out 11 things that she sees as sexist that guys do on dates.  Some of these are fucking hilarious.  I’m just waiting for the feminist to come along and say that dating at all is sexist.  That men choosing to be around women is sexist.  If these people had their way, men would be asexual imps who have no hormones whatsoever until the woman that they deem worth being interested in permits them to.  Although, that sentiment is already out there.  Saw a woman who posted an article that any form of vaginal penetration by a penis is rape.  No joke, doesn’t matter how much the woman wanted it, if a man has sex with you, it’s rape.  Well, I think I’ve done my usual introduction for long enough.  Here’s a link to the article, now let’s respond to this shit.

1. Don’t expect sex in exchange for something. Don’t expect sex, period.

So, it’s only men that want sex?  Really?  Wow.  How demeaning to women.  It’s like – hey ladies, we all know that you have no sexual desires.  And, of course, no woman wants a date to lead to sex.  Nope, that never happens.  See how sexist modern feminism is?  It takes all autonomy away from women, and puts all of it on men.  Unless this person’s argument is that if a woman wants sex, it’s fine.

Next, what guy expects sex in exchange for something?  Douchebags.  That’s who.  The average guy just wants to go out with a girl.  Maybe they are hoping that it leads to sex, but they don’t just automatically think, “she will totally fuck with me if I take her out on a date!”  The kinds of guys who think that way are the Roosh V’s of the world.  And we all know how society views them – as pathetic.  Please don’t foist your stupid beliefs about how men are on me, thank you much.

2. Don’t tell women they’re “better” or “different” than other women to curry favor.

What if a woman wants that?  Man, this fucking article is so sexist.  It continually denies women’s autonomy.  What if she likes the idea of being seen as different or better than other women?  Isn’t the whole idea of a date to show that you find that particular female of a grade that appeals to you above other women?  I’m having a hard time seeing what you’re driving at here.  And how does that curry favor?  Like, will the chick automatically be like, “he said I’m different!  That wins him points in my book!”  Though, then it comes down to the idea that pretty much everything said in a date is to curry favor.  The whole purpose of a date is to have the person you are with see you as viable relationship material.  That doesn’t happen by being a dick to them.  At least not with most women.

3. Don’t assume women are interested in having your babies (or anyone else’s, for that matter).

Oh my Groj.  I’m dying.  Who fucking does this?!  Who just assumes that women are instantly interested in having their babies?!  Yeah, that’s a first date thought that I’ve had.  I can’t even tell you how many times I have been out with a woman and been like, “that chick will totally want to have my children someday.”  Hell, I don’t even want children!  So fuck thinking that some girl I am going out with will want them.  Where is this person getting their ideas on men and how they think on dates from?  I guarantee, every guy knows that if they bring up babies on a first date, the date is dead.  There isn’t a single man who actually believes it is a good idea.  Is this chick talking about Mormons?  Maybe they’re the ones who see a first date as a potential baby-maker.

4. Don’t treat a woman like she exists to service you.

I saw the Groj, it’s like this chick is just taking the very worst stereotypes about men and then applying them as broadly as possible.  Honey, I’m gonna let you in on a little secret, most guys you meet don’t think that women exist to service them.  A guy who is taking a girl out on a date is almost guaranteed to see her a potential partner.  Catch that work – partner.  Meaning that it is something that they are in the journey that we call life together.  They are hoping that the person they are with will see them that way too.  So, since they see them as a potential partner, they will see it as a chance to find out what the relationship dynamic will be.  Some guys are more dominant, some guys are more submissive.  Same with girls.  Some girls want to wear the pants in the relationship, some don’t.  Love to see the autonomy you’re giving to women still.  It’s really equality-minded.

5. Don’t comment on how much she is or isn’t eating or drinking.

This part depends.  I mean, yeah, don’t tell her that she eats like a hog.  But what if she likes food, and likes to eat food?  What if she is getting really wasted and you are commenting that maybe she should stop?  After all, if you drove her to the date, it’s understandable that you don’t want her puking in your car on the drive home.  But if the girl likes to talk about food and really enjoys chowing down, what’s the problem in talking about the food she is eating.  Hell, I’ve gotten into arguments in a Thai restaurant with a girl I was having fun with about who was going to eat the last of the dinner portions.  It was fun.  I’m assuming you’re talking about guys who make snide remarks about women eating like pigs, and sure, that is rude.  I guarantee, that date isn’t going to end well for them.

Also, what if a girl isn’t eating and the guy feels bad?  Like, maybe he thinks she doesn’t like the food.  Then he feels bad about taking her someone that the food wasn’t what she wanted.  That’s a totally rational thing to wonder about.

6. Don’t say dumb things about women’s faces or bodies.

Like what?  Citation, please.  You mention some chick was cut off by a guy about how he couldn’t stop looking at her legs.  What if a girl wants to be complimented about something?  Are you EVER going to take women into account when making bullshit statements like this?  What if a woman wants to be complimented on certain attributes?  If a girl went out of her way to dress up or accentuate a part of her body, doesn’t that mean that she wants that part to be noticed.  I see a girl in a dress that practically has the tits falling out, I’m going to assume that she wants her boobs to be noticed.  I am so blown away by how little you regard the opinions of other women in this article.  Your examples are so few, because I guess it’s hard to get opinions from women on the subject when most women who dress up want to be noticed.

I mean, if we’re going to talk about some dude being like, “nice tittes!” then yeah, that is a little lacking in social graces.  But if some guy is like, “I love your hands” or something, then where’s the problem?  I get the feeling that the only things in relation to women’s faces or bodies that they are talking about are involved with sex.  After all, sex is the thing feminists are scared of the most.

7. Don’t impose chivalry

Oh, fuck off.  There is no imposition by a guy holding the door for you or pulling out your chair.  That is so stupid.  If you are out on a date with a guy, do you want him to just shut the door in your face?  Maybe he can pretend like you’re not even there.  If a guy puts his jacket over a girl when it’s raining to keep her dry, even if you aren’t interested in him, at least be fucking grateful that he cares enough to be nice.  That doesn’t mean you owe him sex, but at the very least it means that some courtesy would go a long way.

8. Don’t assume that, because a woman looks like your ex or another woman you’re attracted to, they’re interchangeable.

What?  What man, anywhere, thinks this?  Your example is that some guy apparently got disappointed when some girl didn’t look like the pic he had of her.  He’s into redheads, it seems.  What’s the problem?  If she advertised herself as a redhead, and she comes in bleach-blonde, doesn’t he at least have a decent reason to be a little disappointed?  The guy in this narrative (since there are no citations anywhere, I’m going to assume that most of these stories are bullshit or exaggeration) gets really vocal about it, which is a little rude, but there’s nothing wrong with a guy having preferences.  You put this on him seeing her as interchangeable with his ex.  Maybe he just likes redheads?  Men are allowed to have preferences.  So are women.

Which makes me ask – if a woman reacted this way about a guy, is it also wrong?  I keep seeing behaviors that you prescribe to men that I could just as easily make the case are applicable to women.

9. Don’t insult a woman just because she’s not that into you.

Wow.  An actual piece of decent advice – don’t be a dick.  Good thing that most guys aren’t.  They can be awkward, forward, shy, weird, nice, whatever, but most guys aren’t dicks.  Typically, if it’s a bad date, the guy will just go home and maybe feel a little bad.  Or maybe jerk off.  Whatever.  But again, aren’t women just as capable of this as men?  Is it as bad when it’s a woman?

10. Don’t have double standards

Man, if it wasn’t for double-standards, you feminists would have no standards at all!  “Hey guys, here’s a list of 11 things that you shouldn’t do!  Even though it is perfectly reasonable that we could do them!”  There’s an old phrase that rumbles around the anti-SJW circles – it’s only sexist when men do it.  And given the things that feminists like Anita Sarkeesian bitch about, that’s pretty true.  This entire list is a double-standard.  It ignores women’s autonomy and pretends like all the sexist behaviors that go on are the result of men.  Fuck this noise!

11. Don’t assume a woman is doing something just because she wants to service your boner.

This took me a few seconds, but I think I got it.  So, don’t assume that a chick is doing something just to get in your pants.  What if she says that she wants to fuck.  Isn’t that doing something to get into your pants?  What if she’s rubbing your dick over your pants.  Doesn’t that mean that she wants to get in there?  Sure, a guy shouldn’t just automatically assume that anything a girl does is sexual innuendo.

But hey, remember that thing we were just talking about, with double-standards?  I bring this up because nowhere is more applicable than in this statement.  Hey ladies, don’t just assume that everything a guy is doing is to get into your pants.  If there is ANY group who needs to be told this, it’s feminists.  The woman who wrote this article is assuming that all of us men are sexist, chauvinistic pigs who see dating as just a prelude to sex.  This entire fucking post has been about that.  So don’t stand there and tell me that it’s men who need to ditch the double-standards, when you fuckers are saying this bullshit.

Well, that was plenty stupid.  Let me know what you all think down on the comments.

Until next time, a quote,

“There’s only two people in your life you should lie to – the police and your girlfriend.” – Jack Nicholson

Peace out,

Maverick

Lucien’s Review: Ghostbusters (2016)

ghostbustersI finally got around to seeing it.  That’s right, because I’ve been bored and sick and laid up, I finally got around to seeing this remake that was so polarizing.  The Internet lost its shit about this movie.  The SJWs came out and made this film their hill to die on.  Sony was caught deleting comments in order to try and advertise this movie on how much people hate it.  Turns out, that was a bad idea.  See, when people hear that a movie is hated by everyone, that usually causes them to have some follow-up question.  Such as – why does everyone hate this movie?  At which point, they may do a little investigating, and discover that nothing in this movie looked good.  And let me tell you, all the people who believed that this movie was going to be some epic fail, I wish.  It’s not good, but this idea that it would be so bad that there would be a lot to make fun of is sadly too much for this movie to hope for.  I haven’t been more bored watching a “comedy” film in my entire life.

I remember when Nostalgia Critic did his review of that cinematic abortion that was Master of Disguise, he said “there’s only so many ways that you can say, ‘that’s not funny.'” And he is absolutely right.  There are only so many ways that I can say that the new Ghostbusters isn’t funny.  Ever.  I have laughed more at Wayans brothers sewage than I have at this movie.  At least with those they are so terrible that you can occasionally get a giggle out of what a piece of shit it is.  This?  This was tedious and if I hadn’t have been sick, I would have switched to something else.  The power of disease, people.  It’s amazing.  I’ve never watched any of Paul Feig’s other works, but if this is what he makes, then I am just that much more glad to have Edgar Wright making movies.  I’ve drawn it out enough.  Let’s talk about this…movie.

The plot isn’t a continuation of the Ghostbusters story, or even a soft reboot.  Nope, the original Ghostbusters are totally shit-canned.  It’s a hard reboot, only this time with chicks!  That’s right, this is basically just the original Ghostbusters, minus all the charms, wit, comedy, chemistry, and with chicks.  You can basically see where the plot is going to go from the start by keeping that in mind.  There isn’t a single deviation, aside from a queef joke or two.  Because that’s SO funny.  Ugh…

What to harangue first.  Let’s talk about the “effects” in this movie.  See, while so much of the rest of the film is boredom, the effects are pure ass.  These effects were dated in 2000!  I’ve seen Saturday morning cartoons with better CG.  Hell, Beast Wars looked better, and that was dated as fuck!  The ghosts in this movie look so bad, and it’s so clear that they were never in the room with these people.  I can only imagine what filming was like.  “Hey, look surprised at the green screen!”  Say what you want about the original movie, but at leas it looked like something was in the room with you.  For the days when practical effects were still a thing.

Now let’s get to the performances.  I remember when the trailer was coming out, and people were thinking that it was going to be kinda quirky and really cringe-y, that was giving this film too much credit.  Kristen Wiig looked bored.  Melissa McCarthy was actually trying, but was given absolutely nothing to work with.  Kate McKinnon was trying WAY too hard to be quirky.  There’s something for the restrained nerdiness of Harold Ramis in the original film.  But hey, if there is one thing that this new film can’t be accused of, it’s subtlety.  Every single thing that the film wants you to notice is so in-your-face that I half-expected a sign telling the audience “that’s the funny part! Laugh now!”  Too bad there wasn’t ever anything funny to go with that sign.  Oh, and the elephant in the room – Leslie Jones.  All the talk about how she is a stereotypical black person.  I wish!  At least that would have been funny!  Her character is just as dull and lifeless as the rest.  And not ONE of these actresses has any chemistry with the others.  None.  Their interactions was like watching a play in elementary school.

One of the performances that sticks out most to me was Chris Hemsworth.  In this movie, he is so fucking stupid.  Since his character meant to be the male equivalent of Janine from the original film, I have to ask – Paul Feig, is this how you saw Janine?  Did you see her as the stupid secretary?  If so, then I kinda say…fuck you.  Janine was a no-nonsense New Yorker, through-and-through.  She took shit from Bill Murray, but only because he was her boss.  To other people, she was blunt with a bit of a sassy streak.  I loved her character.  She was, what’s the word?  Oh, right, funny!  All of Feig’s talk of how women are so much funnier than men, and here I am appreciating a woman’s performance in a much better film.  To Hemsworth’s credit, he doesn’t appear to be taking any of what he’s doing that seriously.  As pants-on-head retarded as his character is made out to be, at least he recognizes that and isn’t going out of his way to do anything amazing with the role.  This is just a paycheck, to him.

Then there’s the villain.  This guy has all the subtlety of a Captain Planet villain.  It was groan-inducing.  We’re supposed to take this seriously?  Listening to this dude monologue just made me appreciate the villain in the original film that much more.  No painful monologues about how EVIL they are.  Just that creepy face and that creepy voice.  I swear, this movie tried my patience during those scenes.  It sure is nice that they have this villain explain how evil they are.  Because otherwise we might have had to have gradual character development.  That’s too much effort for this movie.

Next up, let’s talk about the cameos.  This shit was painful.  Bill Murray looked medicated.  Not a surprise, since the leaked emails from Sony showed that they were going to threaten him with legal action if he didn’t play ball.  Ernie Hudson finally got to be in Ghostbusters again.  Given how he has continually gone to Comi-Con in uniform for so long, it’s clearly something he wanted.  Funny that leaked info showed that he wasn’t a fan of this new film concept either, until he was offered a paycheck.  Though, he seems to be doing well.  After all, he was in the magnum opus that was God’s Not Dead 2, so I’m sure his career is just fine.  No need to worry at all.  Sigourney Weaver looked bored.  Annie Potts couldn’t have cared less.  Dan Akroyd was trying WAY too hard, but I guess he’s the one who actually wanted to be in this piece of shit.

But the biggest thing I have to stress is – this movie was so fucking boring.  Not one joke landed.  The only time I thought there was clever delivery was in the line after the realtor tells them how much it will be to rent the space of the original film.  The quickness of her response was pretty good.  Not funny, but at least it was good delivery.  Which is more than I can say for the rest of this snooze-fest.  I swear, I nearly fell asleep watching this movie.  Maybe that’s because I’ve been sick, but this film was about as interesting as watching flies fuck.  Not one joked landed.  That is two hours of my life that I will never get back.

Which is the best way to describe this movie.  After all the screaming and fighting about this film, it’s boring and will be forgotten in five years.  It’s another crappy reboot to add to the pile, all of which no one will remember.  That’s all for the good, if you ask me.  I wish I could give this movie a really low rating, but that would imply that it will be remembered by me.  After I publish this review, I’ll eventually look back through old posts and be like, “holy shit!  I actually watched that movie?  When was that?”  SJWs died on this hill, for absolutely nothing.  Were it not for the TERRIBLE special effects, this film would be a middle-of-the-road movie.  Let’s give this sucker a number and forget about it.

Final Verdict
4 out of 10

Peace out,

Maverick

#GamerGate Blamed for Trump’s Election (A response to L.A. Times)

Man, here’s something I never thought I would be talking about again.  It’s been YEARS since GamerGate was a thing.  During the heyday battles, it was a conflict that ran the gamut of ideological participants.  It brought groups who absolutely despise one-another together for the common goal of striking back against the games media and how corrupt it had become.  How it was pretty blatantly shilling a progressive message and leaving any form of objectivity at the door.  A fact that was apparently championed by “consumer advocate” landwhales like Jim Sterling, who listened to a game dev talk about doxing people and nodded while saying “absolutely.”  Given his stances on Quiet and sexy women in games, that should surprise no one.

I’ve heard every group imaginable be blamed for Donald Trump getting elected.  Russia is the biggest one, for their alleged leaks of documents that not one person has been able to prove are untrue.  Assuming it is true, I say that we should be thanking them.  Russia didn’t leak some lie to the American people.  It was the truth.  The truth about Hillary Clinton having her entire party behind her and manipulating the electoral process as much as possible to destroy Bernie Sanders.  Huh, makes you wonder if the reason that people didn’t like her is because she is a vindictive bitch.  That’s not to say that I like Trump.  Although, when you think about the alternatives, he really is the best option.  Hillary was doomed, regardless.  Had it been Ted Cruz who won the primary, he would have taken the WikiLeaks documents and beaten her to death with them.

However, in addition to blaming Russia, Millennials, Bernie Sanders, and neo-nazis for Trump winning, now the L.A. Times wants to add GamerGate to the pile.  Oh boy, this should be fun.  Here’s a link to the article, now let’s talk about it.

SEE IF THIS CAMPAIGN TACTIC sounds familiar: Rally white men who feel the world is changing too fast, leverage racial bias for the cause, and demean women along the way.

The strategy belonged to a radical corner of the gaming world that may have provided the winning playbook for the campaign that won the presidential election.

I’m gonna destroy the white men argument right out of the gate so I don’t have to bring that up again when destroying the rest of this bullshit argument.  Because this author clearly gets his news from BuzzFeed, I guess he didn’t know about the tag that came with GamerGate – #NotYourShield.  Here’s a video that may put it into perspective.  Alright, moving on.  I can already see the insane strawman corollary that is being drawn here, but let’s let him get into it a bit more.

“Gamergate” is the term now used to describe the movement in which Internet trolls attacked high-profile people in the game industry if they attempted to change — or even speak out about — the misogynistic themes of video games. They are the gaming world’s radical right, and they’re fighting back against what they see as the onslaught of politically correct culture.

Actually, numb-nuts, GamerGate supporters ran the spectrum of political ideologies.  There are left-leaning social libertarians like me.  You had classical liberals like Sargon of Akkad.  You had conservatives who tried to avoid the politics of it all like Internet Aristocrat.  You had left-leaning gaming commentators like Mundane Matt.  There were all kinds in this movement.  If anything, it was impressive in how it brought together not just people of different ideologies, but people from various gaming spheres.  GameFAQs and Reddit forums came together in a show of solidarity never seen before.  Boards that hated each other like it was no one’s business on 4chan came together.  And all of it was sparked off when Eron Gjoni wrote his post, which Mundane Matt covered in a video that got a DMCA flag, which caught Internet Aristocrat’s attention.  You can’t even make your caricature of GamerGate right.  But again, he probably got all of his news from BuzzFeed and the rest of the left-leaning media.  It didn’t matter how many people debunked what they were saying, the narrative stuck.

The trajectories of Trump and Gamergate could be practically charted by the same graph — guys (for the most part) that a significant portion of the country didn’t take  seriously pandered to humanity’s most base instincts and won.

Actually, they are very far apart.  GamerGate was tired of the social justice culture injecting itself into video games.  You say that we rebelled against news outlets talking about “misogynistic themes in video games” (citation, please), but that’s not true.  What we rebelled against was the injection of social justice where it clearly wasn’t wanted or needed.  I’m sure you will come on and say, “It was needed!  Gaming is misogyny!  Just look at how sexy that woman is!  That’s demeaning to all women!”  However, there were a TON of very well-educated voices who spoke out against this attitude.  Like this video by Christina Hoff Summers.

Donald Trump won the election because he convinced people that he was some big outsider who was going to fight against the corporate government establishment that people were so tired of.  He capitalized on the same energy the Bernie Sanders had.  I knew that Trump wasn’t some big outsider, because I actually pay attention to history.  He’s center-right, much like Hillary Clinton.  There really isn’t that much difference between them.  GamerGate started as a consumer revolt.  Donald Trump started as a con artist capitalizing on energy that a genuine believer already had stirred up.  The truth is that these two movements have almost nothing in common, outside of people being tired of the status quo, and fighting against it.

The term “Gamergate” emerged as a hashtag in mid-August 2014. It described the attacks, particularly on women in the gaming world, by trolls and eventually their de-facto leader Milo Yiannopoulos, who became Gamergate’s Breitbart champion.

There were no leaders in this movement, dude.  None.  That was part of the problem.  The movement had no unifying message.  Some of its proponents took actions, and some didn’t.  Some chose to do this thing or that thing, but the truth is that all we had in common was a shared dislike of politics in video games journalism.  We just wanted to get straight news, and not have to hear about how Gone Home is the greatest game ever, just because it involves a gay chick.  Whoopty-fucking-doo.  Milo was definitely an ally of the movement, but he was not a leader.  I am really wondering where this guy got his news.

He goes on to make Milo out to be just like Trump.  This dude will take whatever he can to try and make these two things seem connected.  It’s kind of sad, if we’re being honest here.

Female game designers and journalists who spoke out about a more inclusive future for the medium were harassed on social media with threats of physical attacks, rape and death. Their emails were leaked (sound familiar?), and some saw details about their personal lives published online.

Let’s break this down, piece by piece.  I know what “game developers” he’s talking about – Zoe Quinn and Brianna Wu.  Zoe Quinn was nothing to the movement but a launching point.  To be honest, we cared more about Nathan Grayson than we did about her.  After all, it was him that she was sleeping with, and him who had given her positive coverage (not a review.  People had said he reviewed her game, and that wasn’t true.  But he had written positive articles about her.  He is also crediting in Quinn’s “game” Depression Quest), which basically broke every rule about conflict of interest.  After she faded from the spotlight, she did everything she possibly could to pretend that the movement still cared about her.  Neat thing – Quinn was actually busted propagating a harassment campaign against a developer of an app.  Dead to rights, she was busted exploited personal information the app developer gave her to orchestrate a harassment campaign, and only stopped when the person threatened to go public about it.  Which they did anyway.  Well-played.

Next up we have Brianna Wu.  A woman whose 15 minutes of fame went on FAR too long.  She was one of the many people who came out and attempted to make the story about her.  Every time she could possibly find a way to make herself out to be the victim, she did.  Like when she exploited the death of a woman who wasn’t even remotely connected to GamerGate to sell her own victimhood.  An act so repulsive that I was openly venomous with her.  Using the horrific death of a woman to sell the fact that she is “in danger” was just sick.  Then, Wu was busted trolling herself on Steam to try and rack up victimhood points.  Guess she didn’t get the memo to make sure to switch to an appropriately-misogynistic sock-puppet account first.  Idiot.

As for the leaked emails, I’m assuming he’s talking about the GameJournoPros list that got leaked.  Neat fact about that – most of the emails and senders whose names got leaked in that were men.  This Todd really must get his news from a fantastic source.

“Lock her up,” Trump supporters shouted about Hillary Clinton.

“I hope you die,” Gamergate champions tweeted at Anita Sarkeesian, a prominent cultural critic who critiques games from a feminist perspective.

Yes, let’s equate what people said at a political rally to what trolls said to a con artist who used them to get victim points.  Sure, that sounds equivalent.

Gamergate advocates argued that gaming journalists were corrupt and were colluding to bring a politically correct makeover to the medium (read: take away our digital guns, treat women as something more than sex objects and cast someone — anyone — other than a white male as the lead protagonist).

Wow.  What gross hyperbole.  Care to back that up with a citation?  Because, from where I’m sitting, Internet Aristocrat made a truly fantastic series of videos detailing how the story played out (linked here).  I suggest you take a look at that before saying that we were all just losing our shit over nothing, which I take it is what you meant with this comparison.

Also, treat women as something other than sex objects?  Considering how many women were involved in GamerGate, that’s fucking sexist, dude.  That’s basically denying the women involved and their opinions on the subject.  Fuck you.

Those who bought into his words targeted their ire at female critics who sought to intellectualize the medium. Ultimately, they were only bringing to light gaming’s more regrettable traits: that it has long pandered to a male-focused, gun-obsessed community where women were damsels more often than heroes.

To intellectualize the medium?  Oh really? By disabling comments and not once responding to critics, many of whom were level-headed and who wanted honest debate with the likes of Anita Sarkeesian?  Gee, funny how that works.  Seems that revisionist history is alive and well.  But you are making comparisons to GamerGate and Donald Trump.  I’m not surprised.

As for the “regrettable traits,” there have been a TON of fantastic, well-researched, well-made videos that have shown the points that the likes of Anita Sarkeesian has made to be ridiculous.  Here’s one by Mr Repzion.  Here’s one by Triox.  These videos that Anita has done about the “regrettable traits” blatantly ignore context and use bad examples.  But since research clearly isn’t your strong suit, I guess you don’t really care.  Oh well.

The biggest, most visible games are still largely created by men for boys. Gamergate ultimately was driven by nostalgia and fear of change.

“Keep politics out of games,” was Gamergate proponents’ rallying cry, but they may as well have been saying, “Make games great again.”

Bullshit.  GamerGate was driven by the disgust we had at a blatantly-corrupt gaming journalism scene, along with the white knights who defended it.  This idea that we were just like people at a rally is stupid.  Not to mention – games are already great.  They were great before the SJWs decided to inject their bullshit narrative into gaming.  And since games have continued on the straight and narrow and are a billion-dollar industry, it seems they will keep being great.  Works for me.

There’s evidence that major developers are listening to their broader audience rather than being bullied by Gamergate, as recent titles such as “Uncharted 4: A Thief’s End,” “Watch Dogs 2” and “Dishonored 2” have touched on mature themes with a wide variety of characters.

Another one of these hipster gamers who doesn’t have ANY perspective on gaming to realize that touching on “mature themes” goes back a long way.  Like how the character of Billy in Xenogears was a child prostitute to help feed his family.  Or how one of the biggest themes in Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time is the tragedy of getting old and the inevitability of aging.  Not to mention the truly dark and dismal themes in the follow-up game Majora’s Mask that touched on why being an adult sucks, that time and death is inevitable, and that life goes on in even the worst of circumstances.  Then there is Final Fantasy X, which looked at the corruption of religion, atheism, and how faith can be used to control a population.  But please, tell me more about how gaming is just now getting “mature themes.”  What a brilliant researcher.  This guy must be making the big bucks at the L.A. Times.

For much of the last decade, the biggest game franchises — “Call of Duty” and “Grand Theft Auto” among them — were driven by guns and disparaging views of women and minorities. And unlike the Republican Party, the game industry has done this without lobbying money.

Man, how bad are you at research?  The most recent GTA had one of the protagonists as a black man.  I am sure you will say the disparaging thing toward women was the whole “have sex with a prostitute and then run them over with your car.”  That’s only disparaging if you think that 1. Having sex with a prostitute demeans women (if you do think that, you are sexist as fuck.  It’s a profession that plenty of women choose to do.  Some are forced into it, but some women do it out of financial desperation.  Are you saying those women are lesser for making that choice?  That’s sexist as fuck), and 2. you ignore the fact that you can run over every single character in the game with your car, if you want.

As for CoD, those games run the gamut in terms of ethnicities of the protagonists and antagonists.  And there are lots of chicks in the games too.  Where’s the sexist part there?  Still showing off those stellar research skills, Todd.

It may as well have been content unwittingly aimed directly at the so-called alt-right community, the loosely defined movement made up of social media-savvy white nationalists that has also attracted neo-Nazis, anti-Semites and misogynists.

Find me some evidence, ANY evidence, that this insane bit of hyperbole is even remotely true?  There isn’t any.  None.  You are so full of shit.

“The people who promoted Gamergate said they were concerned about journalism ethics,” read a post on PressThink, a site maintained by New York University professor Jay Rosen. “As a professor of journalism with a social media bent, I felt obligated to examine their claims. When I did I discovered nasty troll behavior with a hard edge of misogyny.”

Wow, a quote that has NO additional context.  I’d love to hear their evidence.  Maybe a link to the article, so we can review it ourselves?  What’s that?  Nothing?  Gee, it makes me think that you were just quote-mining for people who agreed with you that you could use to help make what you say sound good.  In fact, a single link at all in this article would have been nice.  You know, help the credibility thing along.

So Hollywood isn’t out of touch with the real — make that conservative — America, after all. The entertainment powerhouses behind the world’s biggest games have directly targeted it. And now the rest of the country  — the majority of voters behind the popular vote, if you will — can’t press the jump button to avoid it.

This article was as lacking in evidence was it was in ANY substantive connections between GamerGate and Trump.  I’m not at all surprised that the connection was made, but I was at least hoping that destroying it would be harder than this.  And I’m sure that Todd will say that researching all of this is difficult.  Well, I think I’ll let Milo destroy that argument to close this out.

Until next time, a quote,

“I’ve been doing it for a year.  It’s not that hard, you just gotta do the work.” – Milo Yiannopoulos

Peace out,

Maverick

The Night Before Deployment

They gave me a new uniform.  It was so strange, to be looking at myself in uniform again.  The worst part was getting my hair cut.  Looking at myself, with hair like a pixie doll, it was strange.  I spent years growing that hair out long.  It had become part of my identity.  But I was a pilot too.  That’s how it goes.  The bucket hat that I was wearing, in this black getup, made me feel powerful again.  Getting into uniform was fun.  I was glad that somebody remembered that my hips are wider than other girls.  Jack used to joke that I was “a white girl with a big black booty.”  Always acted annoyed, but you can’t fight the way your body is made.  It has only been an inconvenience when getting pants and getting into uniform.  G-suits are made to squeeze around a body, so they fit loosely when you first put them on, then tighten when you hit the sensor.  Since men and women pilot, they knew to keep the design open to different body types.  I respect that.
Pinning the last of my medals and rank identifiers on my chest and arms, I was ready to face him.  Jack was sitting in the other room.  He told me he was stoked to see what I look like in uniform.  The old uniform I had was blue, back in my days serving alongside the Earth Forces Navy.  My outfit was the part of a special Colonial section.  This new uniform was black, with red on the trim.  It was imposing, and a sign of Colonial solidarity.  The fatigues were black as well, but without the red.  I would have to wear those on the ship.  Told Jack I would model them for him next.
“Geez, honey, you ever coming out of there?”
Snapped back to reality, I groaned.  “You try putting on a uniform and tell me how quickly it goes.”
“Don’t know if I would fit in yours, babe.  Care to find out?”
I rolled my eyes, but still felt good.  He was trying to be positive, so I didn’t worry.  I love him so much.  The idea of leaving him to go fight in a war, it scared the fuck out of me.  But then I remember what it was like, watching that Colony explode when the Earth Forces attacked.  What if that had been here?  What if Jack had been one of the bodies that I saw floating up into space?  Couldn’t breathe, couldn’t handle the thought.  That is why I am fighting.  If there was a chance that I could watch the man I love be that person…no, I wouldn’t.  I will fight, as hard as I possibly can, to keep him safe.  He’s my man.  Mine.  No planetside fuck is going to take him away from me.  I laced up my dress boots, straightened my hat, and walked out.
The look on his face, mouth agape, made me blush a little.
“That good, huh?”
He smiled at me, raising his Band and snapping a pic.  “You fucking know it!  Holy shit, babe!  You look incredible!”  Getting up he came over.  Looked me over, felt weird.  Then he ran his hand over the name insignia on my chest.
“Pilot Barnes.  Awesome.  That uniform is so fucking hot on you.”
“A pity it’s a dress uniform.  Wouldn’t mind being peeled out of it.”
A wink.  “Well, maybe we’ll get to find out what that’s like yet, Pilot.”
“Yes sir!”
“Now, go change into your fatigues, Pilot!  I want to see how it looks!”
I snap to attention.  “Sir!”
Heading back into the bathroom, he pinches my ass.  I wheel around, looking indignant, but he just grabs me and kisses me.  This commanding officer role-play could be fun.  He seems to be enjoying himself.  Plus, given how nervous I feel, this makes me feel a lot better.
“Snap to, Pilot.”
“Yes sir,” I whisper, pulling back.

Back in the bathroom, I am very gentle about removing the dress uniform.  Not going to risk it getting wrinkled.  You wouldn’t believe it, but proper folding is something you learn in basic.  Among all sorts of nit-picky bullshit about the service.  I hang the uniform back up, and then turn to see where my fatigues are sitting on the counter.  It’s then that I catch sight of the implant modulator.  Like most women, I have an implant that I use as birth control.  I can automatically refill it.  It is dry.  Jack and I had been talking about having a baby for months.  Looking down at my hand, I see the engagement ring.  The wedding was supposed to be during the summer cycle.  We had it planned out that we could celebrate being pregnant at the same time as getting married.  Cut down on celebrations.  So many friends had already asked if I was carrying.  No luck yet.  But things had changed.  Now I was back on active duty.
I couldn’t risk getting pregnant now.  Taking out the modulator, I insert the end into skin where my implant is.  Part of me feels real shame.  Not only was I putting my wedding on hold, I was putting all of our plans on hold.  Even if we won the war, how long would I still be on active duty?  When would we get another chance to start a family?  It killed me inside, but it is what it is.  A pop, and the birth control injection is complete.  Another three years where I don’t have to worry about getting periods or having babies.  I’m sorry, Jack.  I’m so sorry.
Getting my mind back on more positive things, I open up my fatigues.  The pattern, so familiar, but just in different colors.  My name is on these as well.  Much easier to put on than my dress uniform, I slip in.  Should get into the issued-underwear.  That’s right, you have uniform underwear in the military.  It’s weird.  And a touch uncomfortable.  Oh well.  I’m doing this outfit, and I want to do it right.  Once I get everything situated, again I look at myself in the mirror.  It’s so strange.  This is some other girl.  Some girl I don’t know.  We’re just meeting for the first time.
“Hey you,” I say into the mirror.  “What’s your name?”  The girl just stares back at me.
“You say something, B?”
“No.  Just mumbling to myself.”  This girl and I would get very close, very soon.

I step out of the bathroom, and once again he is in awe.  Takes a pic on his Band, then sits on the edge of the bed.
“You look incredible.”
“Thanks.”
His eyes pierce right through me.  “You scared, babe?”
Don’t want to admit the truth, but I can’t lie to him.  “Yeah, I am.”
Then came a response I didn’t expect, “so am I.”
I look at him in shock.
“It’s not that I don’t think you’re a good pilot.  I know you are.  You’re gonna kick ass out there.  But wars are complicated.  All it could take is one thing going wrong and the wrong time.  Of course I’m scared.”
“Doesn’t help that if we lose, I’ll probably be taken to a military prison.  Or at the very least, lose my wings.”
“Yeah…”
We are there in silence for some time.
Finally, he looks up at me.  “Come here.”
Quietly, I obey.  He suddenly grabs my arm and throws me down onto the bed.  Pinning my arms above me, He gets on top of me.  My breathing is so fast.
“All we have is tonight.  At 0400, you head out, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Then let’s peel out of this uniform!”
A grin comes to my face.  “Yes sir!”

I wake up in his arms.  Naked, sticky, with my uniform and regulation underwear all over the room.  That was incredible.  I haven’t had sex like that in years.  Jack was an animal, but not once did I take issue.  All we had was tonight, and he made the most of it.  Still a little tingly.  Guess the orgasm didn’t fade just yet.  Ride the high, as it were, right?  Girls have it so much better than guys in this regard.  Pleasure is a different thing for women than men.  Get us into enough of a mood, and every part of our body is basically like a sex organ.  Our entire body becomes sensitive and reactive.  Erogenous zones become a none-issue.  That’s what happened to me just now.  Amazing.
Still, I won’t be able to go back to sleep.  Gotta do something.  Maybe a run will help.  I grab a quick shower, to get the sticky off.  Some places are just going to stay sticky for a while.  Can’t get up in there.  But it still feels good.  I throw on a tanktop, sweats, and my Colonial Navy sweater.  They gave us exercise clothes too.  Thought of everything.  Lace up my shoes, then head out.  It’s still cool.  The weather cycle is still in the morning.  I see my breath in the recycled air.  Still dark, too.  The night-time filter is still active.
I take off.  Moving at a gentle pace, the rhythm of running helps to calm my nerves.  It feels so good.  As I move down the dimly-lit pavement, I think about what Jack said.  He’s right.  Wars are unpredictable.  Anything can go wrong.  Everyone keeps telling me what a kick-ass pilot I am.  They might be right.  But I can’t go allowing myself to think that way.  The moment that I allow myself to start thinking that way is the moment I die.  I’ve watched far too many pilots get swept up by their own ego.  They stopped being cautious and careful.  And they paid the price for their arrogance.
Each step, I can’t help but notice that I am heading toward a destination – the port.  Why?  It then hits me – there is someone else that I need to say goodbye to.  A girl that I am not going to be seeing for a very long time.  Depending on how this plays out, maybe ever again.

She’s right where I left her.  The marks from where I was dodging impacts are still there.  Time was, I would already be here, around the time that I will be heading out, working on getting her back up to shape.  I’ve had some dangerous run-ins with meteors and other space weather.  Since the only person who touches my bird, outside of the crew who does replacements of hull plating, is myself, I took repairs very seriously.  Would test the girl after I was done, just to make sure everything was running smoothly.  Part of me couldn’t wait to be doing that to my new bird, whatever it would be.
My rig looked very sad, sitting there.  Like a wounded pet that you have to abandon.  That’s how I felt.  Like my dog got hurt and I had to leave it for a few years.  Yeah, kind of felt like a piece of shit.
“I’ll make sure she’s here waiting for you, when you get back.”
I turned and saw Red, standing there.
“I knew you’d come in to say goodbye to her.  I don’t care if we are back-logged to the point that ships have to wait outside, I won’t be moving her.  Hand to god.”
Walking over, I put my hand on his big, old, bushy beard.  “Thanks, Red.  But I don’t know when I’ll be back to see her.”
“Don’t matter to me.  If you never show up again, she’ll be right where you left her.  So long as I’m tending this dock, that’s how it will be.  And I’ll make sure that whoever replaces me knows it too.  The Queen Bee ain’t goin’ nowhere!  But I know you’ll be coming back.  Might be parking a fighter next to your girl, but you’ll be back.”  His big, gentle smile from beneath the gray hair.
I hug him tight.  “Take care of yourself, Red.”
“You too, Queen Bee.  Go kick ass out there!  Make those planetside bastards pay for the lives they’ve taken.”
Pulling back, I nod.  Time to get back home.  It will be a much longer jog back.

When I arrive, I see that the lights are on.  A familiar scent greets me as I get to the door.  What a man, I have.  A miner, and a cook.  When this is all over, he’s going to make one hell of a father.  That’s the plan.  After the war, no more modulation of the implant.  I want a baby with him.  First thing after I get back, we get married.  Then, we get pregnant.
Opening the door, he looks up at me.  “Welcome home, B.”

Until next time, a quote,

“Do your duty as you see it, and damn the consequences.” – George S. Patton

Peace out,

Maverick

SIONU: Native Advertising in Video Games

Sorry that I haven’t posted in a LONG time.  Things are pretty quiet right now, so I haven’t had much to write about.  However, as I have been trying to get a total completion in Final Fantasy XV, I am sitting with an amused look on my face thinking about one of the missions.  After Gladiolus leaves your party, he comes back with a new perspective, on a very specific thing – Cup ‘O Noodles.  That’s right, Cup ‘O Noodles is in this game.  And one of the main characters gives them the ultimate dick-sucking treatment in a cringe-worthy piece of dialogue that made me laugh so hard the first time I heard it.

And they aren’t the only brand getting recognition in this game.  Did you notice the Coleman brand on all the camping gear that they use?  That is their brand logo.  So, I guess they also wanted to get some representation.  In Angry Joe’s review of Quantum Break, he noted how Nissan is very represented throughout the game.  I’m unsure how to feel about this.  On the one hand, it seems only natural.  I’m genuinely surprised that this hasn’t happened sooner.  Given how big a market gaming is, and how massive the production values they have these days, you would think companies would be all over having their brands represented in gaming.

Granted, it isn’t like this is totally a new thing.  Racing games have pretty much been car company ads since I was a kid.  Madden, FIFA, and MLB games are the same deal.  But this is the first time that I’ve seen native advertising in a fantasy game.  That was strange and awesome at the same time.  I get the feeling that this game was a field test of the concept.  None of the reviews I saw for Final Fantasy XV made a big deal about it.  There is an entire sub-plot of the game that is about getting ingredients for Cup ‘O Noodles.  The game doesn’t even try and hide the intent.  Which leads me to wonder if this just the beginning.  Like, am I going to see McDonald’s represented in a video game?  Uncharted 4 was basically open about pimping Sony’s products.  Everyone had a Sony phone.  Nobody  cared.

Which leads me to another thought – why is it that native advertising is hardly noticed in video games when news that does it is dragged through the mud?  I have a theory – it’s because gaming is such a different medium.  Seeing a product in something doesn’t automatically mean that you are going to get it.  Since gaming is a medium about gameplay and player involvement, something like native advertising just doesn’t have the same effect.  Granted, it can go too far – the Cup ‘O Noodles mission.  Listening to Gladiolus describe that stuff was amazing.  Made me think of the advertising in The Truman Show.  Hopefully I’m not too old for that reference to make no sense to people.

As gaming becomes more and more corporatized, should it surprise anyone that we are seeing game companies reaching out for sponsorships?  If anything, this whole deal has me thinking that it is on the verge of becoming a lot more common.  So long as I don’t have to listen to a character make a speech about the nature of a cup of soup, I can live with that.  It’s the future of gaming, people.  What about you?  What do you think?  Sorry if this post is a little short, I just wanted to get something out there for you all.  It’s a slow time of year, but will be picking up.  Two of the games on my Top 10 Most Anticipated Games of 2017 (linked here) are coming out soon.  I cannot wait!  I’ll try and get reviews out in a timely way, but at least one of them will have hours upon hours of gameplay put into it before I can give a good review.  So stoked.

Until next time, a quote,

“What the hell are you talking about?  Who are you talking to?!” – Truman Burbank, The Truman Show

Peace out,

Maverick

“Transabled” People Disgust Me

In this wonderful “progressive” age, where every stupid lifestyle choice under the sun must be championed, it isn’t often that stuff surprises me.  More often than not, I hear about some crazy new lifestyle and my first thought is – neat, I guess.  At which point I just roll my eyes and figure that this lifestyle will be meme-worthy at some point.  That’s typically it.  But then I see these people who really go all the way with how crazy they are.  Whether it be that girl who did everything in her power to pretend that she’s black.  This included lying to the NAACP about how black she is.  Amazingly, they didn’t even seem annoyed at her for it.  Guess they just wanted to avoid the press by talking about it.  Since they didn’t try to cover it up, they were immune to the Streisand Effect.  I think she described herself as “trans-black.”  Because that’s not totally crazy or anything.

But sometimes it is genuinely disturbing or insulting to my intelligence.  Like when you have some Tumblrina pretend that they are an “otherkin” or something to that effect.  Or the people with headmates.  In both cases, they are giving people who ACTUALLY have split personalities or hear voices a bad name because they take away the seriousness of the situation that they live in and instead make it into an Internet joke.  One that I take very seriously.

The ones that really get to me, however, are the people who go the distance for how nuts they are.  Like the insane vegans who went so far to protest the meat industry that they pierced their ears with tags like a cow, and some of them even got branded (no joke, they took a giant, boiling-hot piece of metal and applied it to their skin).  That kind of person is a special level of crazy, and once they grow up a little and realize that that brand is never coming off, you can bet that they will avoid talking about it however they can.

Now I have a new group to add to people who went the distance.  The difference is that these people are either a combination of insane and stupid, or the worst sort of person ever.  I am, of course, talking about “transabled” people.  Here’s the article where I first got an in-depth look at these people.  This is the most nuts thing I have ever seen from these people.

Our first example is a man who felt that his hand wasn’t really a part of his body, so he went out of his way to study up on methods of destroying that limb so there was no hope of reattachment.  He even went so far as to study first aid to stop himself from bleeding to death.  And he got his wish.  After he destroyed his hand with a power tool, the man is now disabled.  He’s also another thing, which in more common vernacular is described as – FUCKING CRAZY!  This man is insane!  He repeatedly crushed, maimed, and mutilated his hand with the express intent of removing it.  All the pain and hardship that this ignorant fucker went through, and for what?  So he can live without a hand?!  Are you fucking kidding me?!  I’ll tell you want this guy really needed – some fucking help.  He needed psychiatric help.  Maybe then he could have gotten past this bullshit “transabled” crap and would have the full usage of his body.

Then we get to see someone who pisses me the fuck off – a woman in a wheelchair who has braces on her legs.  Why?  No reason.  None.  Her legs work just fine.  She is deliberately subjecting herself to this all because it makes her feel good.  In other words, she’s faking having a disability in order to have some psychological sense of purpose wearing leg braces and going around in a wheelchair all day.  However, at the end of the day, she’s still faking it.  It’s still not real.  Her body works just fine.  This is the kind of person who genuinely offends me.

See, just like with the headmates and otherkin thing, you got the crazy people who need actual help, then you got the posers who just want to feel like they belong.  The people who feel so worthless and unspecial that they have to fake a real medical issue in order to get the attention that they feel they rightly deserve.  And now they have publications like the one I linked above and the Internet to validate this madness.  It’s insulting.

The article says that a lot of disability advocacy groups and the transgender activist groups see these people are insulting, taking up resources that could be used towards people with real disabilities.  And you know what – I couldn’t agree more.  Because at least with the guy who cut his hand off, he’s fucking crazy, and now he’s paid the price.  But for the woman in the wheelchair who doesn’t have a single fucking thing wrong with her, she doesn’t seem to understand what it’s actually like to live that way.  Let me provide you with an example.

I have an uncle who is a paraplegic.  He is paralyzed from the waist down.  He has been for my entire life.  It’s been something that has made his life immeasurably more difficult.  To the point that now he is in a special hospital because of complications that happened from a burn he got sitting too close to a heater without realizing it was burning him.  He’s lost a shit-ton of bowel from complications associated with that.  Listening to the surgeon describe what he had to do in order to save my uncle’s life was nightmare fuel.  I can guarantee you that if he had had the chance to not be disabled, he would have fucking taken it.  He’s had to live that way for his entire life.  He’s had to pull the shit out of his own ass in order to go to the bathroom.  That’s the life he has had to lead.  The woman in that wheelchair doesn’t have a fucking clue, and she should be ashamed of herself.  The article says that there is shame foisted on this community, well they fucking deserve it.

Then there’s a girly-mate of mine.  When she was a kid, she could talk and do all sorts of stuff like a normal kid.  Then she got sick.  Really, really sick.  Way she tells it, her fever was at 104 and she was in the hospital for weeks.  By the time they got the infection under control, there was one unintentional side-effect – she can’t talk.  Her vocal chords were paralyzed as a result of the infection.  It’s something that has persisted to this day.  It has made her life so much more difficult.  The girl knows how to sign, and I have been able to read it.  If people don’t know how to sign, she will text.  You know those scenes in things where two people are in the same room and texting, she will be texting you while sitting with you.  Not only is having friendships harder, because you can’t talk to the other person, but her personal life has been Hell.  Not does she have this to overcome, but she is also gay.  When so much of how women interact is about what gets said, not being able to talk to the girl you are with has proven to be an insane hindrance to finding relationships and keeping them going.  The poor girl has been dumped so many times.  Showed this article to her, and she replied that people who think this way need to have their shit kicked in for thinking that having a disability is a good thing.

But to my own perspective, I busted my skull open when I was 14.  It exacerbated a condition I had with my brain being malformed.  I have depression as a result of brain damage.  My feet are dead.  They have both suffered nerve-death.  When I get older, they will one day have to be cut off.  Diabetes runs in my family, and if I ever get that, my odds of losing my feet go up exponentially.  I live with disability.  I don’t need these fucking posers like that woman in the wheelchair taking the spotlight from people who have real problems.  If anything, her and hers need to get some fucking mental help, because they are either pathetic, or as in the case of the first guy, or a person the article describes as paying a doctor $6,000 to amputate both of their legs, fucking nuts.

I just talked about how we now have the progressive community coming out in defense of pedophilia.  Now we have them coming out in defense of mental illness and people who need to fake a problem because they have no real ones.  Where does this bullshit end?

Until next time, a quote,

“It’s okay to cry, as long as you’re faking it.” – Chuck Palahnuik

Peace out,

Maverick