Say Hello to the Bad Guy!
Another Blogger emailed me, and since she is classy and this was done between closed doors. I won’t put her on blast, and toss her under the bus. She removed me from her blogroll, which I don’t care, but she was and is one of the people I admire in the blogging community so when she takes time to talk to me, I listen. I may or may not take her advice…but I will listen.
The major problem is with the pictures of the girls I post. She brought up the recent game Tera, and put me on the same level as them. Which irked me, at the same time I see her point. I am really getting tired of all the “sexism in gaming” posts, and I think Gevlon hit the nail on the head.
First my thoughts on Tera…
Yes I post pictures of scantily clad girls on my blog, but they are there to accent, or add to the blog. Like Frosting on the cake. Some people don’t like frosting, that’s ok. Tera is blatantly selling their sexism. The girl runs her skirt comes up. I don’t like gimmicks, and it smells like gimmicks. Remember a game called Age of Conan, it sold itself as a mature game, but I didn’t feel the sexism as overtly as Tera. Tera, like Evony tries to sell sex to lure the immature, and kiddies into playing it. Sometimes it works, like AoC. the numbers were huge when it opened, but despite the big breasts there wasn’t much there to keep a player playing. Tera, and the way it represents itself speaks volumes on how the game it is.
Product of my Enviroment….
I come from a place that was a little bit more real then some of the usual gamers are used to. While you were home watching home movies in seventh grade, I was wondering the streets kicked out of my house…When you were planning keggers, i was planning robberies…When you were laying in your bed playing Playstation, I was laying on a cot in jail…. I associated myself with drug dealers, gangsters, gamblers, thieves, and other ne’er do wells. These sub-cultures do not look highly on women. I lived this life for alot of years, until I decided to change, to evolve, to crawl out of the gutter and want more for, and from myself. It’s not an excuse, but I want you the reader to know where I am coming from. In lollipop land, where gum drops rain upon you yeah things should be fair, but where I come from where I had to beat a man to make sure I don’t look like a victim…things aren’t always fair, and right in life, I reflect that life, so neither am I.
The lesser of two evils, but still part of the problem….
I can sit here, and tell you that every picture has something to do with the story I am trying to tell you. I was thinking about it, even though it does. In my first video gaming blog I rarely had pictures, so why now do I. When I first started HLL, I had a picture of a hot girl, I noticed it got attention from alot of my readers who were male. Perhaps the wrong type of attention, but attention none the less. I always say I’m not in it for the numbers, but lets face facts I still like when people pay attention to me. I am a self-proclaimed attention whore. Let’s not mince words. Yes I’m part of the problem. Yes I am sexist, which the definition is I view the genders in typical gender roles. A Woman should be a woman, and man should be a man, now what that actually entails as to what a man is, and what women are a topic for another time. Being a sexist, isn’t the same as being a misogynist, that means you hate women. I definitely do not hate women…well specific ones maybe a tad.
YOU BROKE MY HEART BITCH!!!. YOU SUCKED MY SOUL OUT YOU DEMON FROM HELL, YOU SUCCUBUS!!!!
Sorry I was possessed by Sam Kinison for a second.
I am not a good writer….
I never claimed to be. I never claimed to be some awesome writer, if you want Yeats, please go look elsewhere. My goal of this blog is to entertain, whether be from the writing, or a picture. I want to take 5 minutes of your time and hope you enjoy your stay here. Sure I have an occasional post that makes you think, or get angry, or sad, or angry….yeah I know I said angry twice, and sometimes I’m sure you’re like River just posted crap today. In my mind’s eye most of it is crap, but a my daddy said, “Toss enough crap against the wall, something is bound to stick” Someone suggested to write less, take my time to come up with more poignant stuff. I believe the brain is a muscle, it needs to be worked out. Sometimes I have a good work out, I sweat, I’m in pain the next day, I feel good. Sometimes I have a bad workout, I didn’t sweat or push myself hard enough. It is said by a famous writer, “A Writer Writes, and that’s what I try to do.” I write for myself, your just along for the ride.
“I am what you say I am” – Eminem.
I one time called myself, “I am a mixture of Kenny Powers, Eminem, Ron Jeremy with the body of John Candy”. I also jokingly called this site a porn site, that writes about games. I have no illusions of grandeur, I am here standing for everyone to judge. For those that love me, I love you right back, and I’m willing to go to war for you. Those that hate me, bring it, cause your hate makes me powerful. I play evil, or supposedly evil races in most games. Horde, Chaos, soon to be Sith, etc. etc…. Cause every story needs a villain. Every story needs an antagonist. Way too many good guys in the blogosphere. I am not one of them. There’s a difference between being a douchebag though, and being a bad guy.
“Better to rule in hell, then to serve in heaven” – Milton.
Here in hell I shall rule, be the bad guy, have some good old fashioned fun. Let the good people think they are goody too-shoes, and live in their glass houses while they toss stones.
For those who read me, and continue to read me on a daily basis, thank you. Everybody else, fuck you.