The Future of Handheld Gaming

I don’t like talking about “the future of handheld gaming” because whenever you do, someone almost immediately mentions how the handheld console is dead, and long live iOS/ Android. It is a bit of a loaded idea for two reasons:

1) Phones cannot handle “serious” gaming and

2) It is typically said by someone quoting someone else.

“Non-gamer” websites frequently refer to this statement, citing sales numbers and so on, like the insane success of something like AngryBirds. These are the same fools who will then go on, saying how the mega-success of Facebook games like FarmVille are proof of the decline of the game industry itself. It’s typically said by someone who doesn’t know anything, kind of like people who claim to be “social media experts” or “gurus” because they’ve figured out how to use HootSuite. It’s a meaningless sentiment that doesn’t look at much beyond itself. Read the rest of this entry »

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Bikes and Vancouver

Vancouver’s love-hate relationship with bicycles might be, to the outside observer, strange. We’re a people that pride ourselves on our healthiness and our green attitudes, whether it be backyard chicken coops or office composting. We have a great recycling system in most outlying cities in Metro Vancouver, not to mention the city itself. We have pretty decent air, beautiful water, majestic mountains — Vancouver’s natural beauty and it’s obsession with green makes a lot of sense, really.

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Family Stickers

I hate driving, mostly because I’m an awesome driver and everyone else is horrible. I drive a lot and I’ve noticed that it’s incredibly easy to stereotype people by race, gender, or intellect. Intellect is especially easy because you can just go by bumper stickers. If they have one (which I’ve found to be unlikely as collecting bumper stickers seems to be addicting for most people), odds are they’re an idiot — especially if it’s one crusading some kind of social cause, or if it’s one that is really stupid but they probably think is clever (like, “Without men civilization would last until the oil needed changing” or “Driver carries no cash — he’s married!” —  BRILLIANT).

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Begging the Question

Life as an English major is hard. You spend years studying how to read books and along the way you refine your writing. You work on the nitty gritty of it all and become able to express your ideas clearly and intelligently and, along the way, you learn all sorts of little tools that help you along. You learn that a semicolon isn’t just a pretty button or the thing you get when you want a colon but forget to hit shift, but that it actually does something. You learn that commas don’t go where you’d take a breath and how to form proper sentences and how contractions work and all that stuff. Spending a year as a tutor I learned that the vast majority of people on the planet (most of the people I tutored were university students) don’t know what the hell they’re doing. I could spend years writing about punctuation but I won’t. No, today I’ll tackle a phrase that people misuse all the time, something that I find more frustrating than people who say “irregardless” or “I could care less” (when they mean they couldn’t, of course). The thing I’m tackling today is the logical fallacy known as “begging the question”.

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Beth Ditto’s Fatness Gets in the Way of Her Stinging Critique on Marilyn Monroe Worship

Noted fatty Beth Ditto dares to sully Monroe’s overused-and-abused name.

If you heard anything about the Gossip’s performance of Candle in the Wind at Cannes, it probably went to the tune of either, “Why did she ruin such an amazing song” or “She doesn’t understand the poignancy of Toppin’s lyrics or Monroe’s legacy,” or — most likely — “Hey, Beth Ditto’s fat.” Read the rest of this entry »


Gamer Entitlement and the Myth of Ownership

Art is a tricky damn thing. It’s almost impossible to define, to begin with, and it’s pretty damn hard to decide who the owner ever is. I mean, sure, there’s often the original piece of art, like with a painting or a fresco or a sculpture or whatever. Things get much more complicated when you consider other mediums like music, where that piece of art, be it Beethoven or the Beatles, can be recreated and redone (or even duplicated) by a third party. Read the rest of this entry »


The Pot Calling the Kettle

If my post about “the gay community” demonstrated anything, it was my distrust and even hatred of attempts at being politically correct. The big problem with any sort of political correctness is that it comes across as patronizing, as though a certain segment of society needs protection from “the white man”. Read the rest of this entry »