I've
noticed a disturbing trend in videogames in the last ten years.
It all began with the Legend of Zelda, the Ocarina of Time.
With the transition of a complicated, sprawling game world making
it's way into 3d, game makers decided that players wouldn't be able to
understand the basic game mechanics without a tutorial. So the
introduction of the game was spent familiarizing yourself with how the
game works. This proved useful for the first several minutes, but
it quickly became apparent that the programmers thought we were infants
...because by around the thirty minute mark of reading dribble such as
"Press A to talk to villagers" or "Hold B to charge your weapon" ...you
really started to feel like every ounce of integrity you had as a
videogame player was being deliberately, and maliciously, stolen away
from you.
It's bad enough that every RPG, Adventure, Puzzle, and
yes...even FPS (first person shooter) demands that they hold your hand
for the first half hour of gameplay or more. But what's worse is
when a game sequel that PLAYS EXACTLY LIKE IT'S PREDECESSOR IN
EVERY WAY SHAPE AND FORM insists upon forcing you through a tutorial as
though you have no idea that potions heal your hit points and equipping
stronger armor ups your defense. I can't tell you the number of
times a MARIO game, of all things, instructed me to "jump into blocks
with question marks . .as if that basic concept somehow alluded me
since I first played a Mario game in 1986. And many games have
the temerity to design many of their 3d games with golden arrows or
illuminated paths to SHOW YOU WHERE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO GO! This
completely negates the feeling of freedom within a third dimension, you
may as well have the game be a straight up 2d linear arcade frak-fest.
I
remember the feeling of discovery I felt when I first played Metroid.
There was nobody holding my hand. I was free to explore a
strange alien world BY MYSELF and get lost at my own discretion.
This afforded me a great deal of fun, because no matter how many times
I'd hit a dead-end and have to back track, or die hideously at the
hands of some incredibly tough monster....they would be MY mistakes,
and I'd learn THROUGH EXPERIENCE!! These tutorials rob you of the
joys of finding things out at your own pace, through your own methods
and your own level of comprehension.....and it basically makes
everyone's learning curve the exact same. Videogamers are the
only consumers I know who are condescended to in such an egregious
manner. We pay upwards of 50 bucks for a piece of software, only
to not actually get to ENJOY the game for the first few hours because
of a damn instruction manual embedded within the beginning of the game.
If any other distributor tried that with their product, that'd be
out of business. Buy this movie, only first watch a mandatory
tutorial on how to PROPERLY watch the film beforehand. Want this
shiny new ipod? Before you use it, you're gonna have to listen to
a prepackaged MP3 on HOW to listen to your mp3's. Wanna enjoy the
latest Final Fantasy? Seventy bucks, oh...and we will need you to
sit through a 2 hour training session at the games onset. Yes,
you can fast forward through it by button mashing....but that'll still
eat up about an hour of your time, and besides....don't you want to
learn how to equip new accessories and defeat your enemies? I bet
you don't even know how to raise a party member from the death.
Phoenix Down? Nope. We call the Fenix Down's in this
game. See. You would've been lost had it not been for our
guidance. LOST I SAY!!!
Videogame programmers,
game-writers, and everyone involved in the creation of a game.:
Game players aren't dumb, we haven't gotten stupider since the
early 80's, in fact most of us are nearing our thirties now.
Don't talk down to us. Even if your marketing your game to
children, show them enough respect to allow them to figure it out on
their own. If I could beat the original Zelda when I was 9
without anyone telling me where to go or what to do next, I think
that's a testament to the fact that anyone can do anything if they have
the time and the desire.
We are all retarded babies in
the eyes of game developers and it's time we reclaimed our sense of
dignity while playing these games.
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A Poem About Pubes - October 20, 2008
There's no way you can be denying that pubes don't make you start you crying whenever you find them just lying somewhere waiting, curled and dying
Why are there always pubes when I go to sit on a toilet seat to take a shit it's really quite sickening, i must admit and it never fails to make me throw a fit
Why can't they just disappear from my sight I shave them in the morning, but they come back at night I groom and I trim and I pluck them outright But that doesn't solve the problem, not really, not quite
Still, I can keep my genital area fairly behaved the reason I've rhymed and ranted and raved is because, unlike you, I never once saved my pubes for annoyance after I've shaved
I know what you're doing, it's obvious you see you're placing your pubes strategically wherever I go to vomit or pee your pubic hair will be staring right up at me
I hate you for this and oh, so much more you've littered the restroom with pubes on the floor you're a sick, twisted, demented pubic-planting whore and you've made it a chore to get back to the door
Finances, and What Should I Buy Next? - October 16, 2008
I'm
comfortable enough with my two best friends (the only people who I HOPE
are reading this page) to admit I'm still around 9 grand in debt, give
or take a few hundred dollars. And while the economy is
collapsing and my father hasn't had a job for around 8 months (I
seriously don't know how much longer we have before we can't afford
food), I am constantly putting a thousand a month into my debt so I can
abolish it as quickly as possible. It's taken me about a year to
get it down to 9k, from around 17k (I know I know, I have NO IDEA how I
dug myself into that much debt)...but I'll keep plugging away at it
until it's gone so that I can finally quit my POS job and get another
POS job that's at the very least DIFFERENT!!!
But God help me,
the consumer in me....(and he's a pretty big junk of who I am) demands
that I buy buy BUY, and who am I to deny him a little splurging here
and there? Honestly, I've pretty much done away with buying
videogames, I seldom go out drinking or treat myself to dinner, and all
I eat is Subway, cereal, and protein bars. Which is almost
completely true, and also subsequently very depressing. But since
I feel that the world is truly becoming a very different, and
unpredictable place...I MUST buy one of these things within the next
month for my safety, my comfort, and my CONTINUED EXISTENCE ON THIS
PLANET! Please help me decide which one I should buy first,
leaving the others for later on when I can afford them....granted
McCain's not president, in which case I won't be able to afford
anything ever again.
A shotgun:
As most of you know, I've deeply considered buying my first gun
as of late because of how volatile I feel the global economy is and how
dire the circumstances are for the middle-class and the poor in
America. Should the shit hit the fan (well, should MORE shit hit
the fan) I want to be able to protect my family, and also kill wild
bears for food. I think that's a pretty reasonable desire, don't
you?
Glasses or new contacts:
I may go with both for the sake of vanity, but if I do indeed
decide I'm going solely with glasses, I'll buy those expensive
extra-slim kind, because my prescription is insane and I don't wanna
look like I'm in a fish bowl again. (See me ages 8-12)
A new monitor:
Now hear me out, very soon we might not even be able to afford
electricity in this house to power a new computer monitor, but that's
neither here nor there because they're making high-tech 24" non-glossy
monitors for around 500 bucks, and they're almost as good as small
flat-panel hdtv's. Certainly they can serve the same purpose, and
I've had my ViewSonic for 4 years now, it's time for an upgrade!
your mother:
Thankfully she's pretty cheap, so I think I can buy a night with
that bitch after purchasing any of the things I mentioned above anyway.
So what should I buy first? I'm leaning towards the
contacts/glasses...cause my eyes are blurry as fuck anymore, but then
if I get the shotgun I could always defend my ass should the world go
to Hell AND get the glasses if I visit an optometrist packing heat.
Then again, the new monitor would make my pr0n much, much
bigger... Choices!
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Reddit - October 13, 2008
My apologies for not updating in twenty four years, but I just recently discovered a news aggregator named Reddit (as in reddit.com)
and my god in heaven, is it addictive. Asides from pr0n, I spend
more time searching through reddit than I do with any other internet
activity. It's almost frightening how obsessed I've come with
assimilating new information as it becomes available. I'm almost
Borg-like in that respect. And to be honest, most of the news
lately is political propaganda in one form or the other so I feel very
HEATED about certain issues that I typically wouldn't give a shit
about. Ooh, if Republicans are gonna call Obama 'Osama' than us
Democrats will call Palin 'Stalin" (that's a reddit comment that I find
ridiculous because Palin does not rhyme with Stalin, although I may
agree with the analogy in terms of her self-serving, reptilian nature).
And then there's all that talk about the Federation of
Light channeling information to a psychic about a mass UFO sighting
purportedly taking place tomorrow, October 14th. And then there's
a link to an article on New Scientist or Salon or some such that claims
that "the more out of control an individual feels, the more likely it
is that they'll cling to magical thinking". . .such as religion,
spirituality, or new-age mysticism. And with the economy the way
it is, that report speaks volumes about this alleged UFO sighting
that's supposed to go down tomorrow. People are afraid about the
upcoming elections (another four years of Bush politics in the form of
McCain WOULD have me packing my bags and getting the hell out of dodge
asap) and they're devastated financially with the mortgage crisis,
unemployment, and the veritable disappearance of their 401k's. Is
it any wonder that many of us are overwhelmed with feelings of
insecurity? Of course we're gonna look elsewhere for answers,
turning to our churches for comfort, and looking to the skies for hope.
Our world is changing, and I'll be damned if it feels like things
are changing for the better. And in the midst of this radical
departure from normalcy, human beings will invariably project
their uncertainty outwards ....which is obviously the source of all
this fear-mongering, hate-filled racial attacks, and end-of-times
scenarios that seem to be proliferating now more than ever.
Unfortunately, I don't think any major event is going to collapse
society or change the way we see the world because we're too apathetic
and self-centered to allow something other than our own survival and
comfort to take precedence in our lives.
I truly feel that if a
nuclear bomb detonates over American soil, or god help us...the
elections are postponed indefinitely due to martial law or our new
president should be assassinated ....this country has become so numb to
world-events that it wouldn't take very long before we filed it away in
our compartmentalized brains, chose to forget, and simply went on with
our lives. It kills me to think that we've allowed ourselves to
become lifeless zombies, but I don't see the passion or fire in
Americans that used to cause us to get out there and rebel against
tyranny anymore. I mean, seriously...is anyone, other than
Rudolph Julianny, still fuming about the attacks on 9/11? And if
Americans woke up to the REALITY of who perpetrated those attacks, as
most of the rest of the world has already done....would they even care?
As long as we have our internet, our cable, and our creature
comforts....we'll gladly conform to a fascist regime. And that's
the scariest, most depressing thought I've ever entertained, probably
because there's an element of truth in it.
Well
I'm telling you now, should any of those events transpire I will leave
this country immediately, and that includes my family and those I love
should they decide they're staying. I won't stay on the Titanic
as it sinks into the icy Atlantic ocean, I'm not the captain of this
cursed ship and it's not my job to do so. I'm a resourceful,
intelligent coward and I'm going to demand a seat on a lifeboat with my
FISTS.