October 13th, 2009

My wonderful Meg kitty.

I can feel the rage coming on...

First off, Dragon's Lair for the DSi.

This is the stupidest thing ever. It completely misses the point and it makes me think that Nintendo has really given up on all the revolutionary crap they were promising for the next generation of consoles.

Here's the thing about Dragon's Lair. When you first see it, you want to play it because the animation intrigues you. And as you start playing it, you die. A lot. You get frustrated. You start jamming the joystick and rapid-fire hitting sword. And the machine misinterprets that, so you die a lot more.

You'll have seen the same sequence a billion times. You know you're trying to go right. You've seen people do parts. You've memorized them for future use. But you still can't get that first part right.

However, given enough time, patience, observation (and quarters), you relax. You learn when to hit the controls and you do every part of it in a precise dance. You hear the low tone which prompts you for the control and you stop hitting it when it chimes at you. Getting in tune with the machine (combined with the cabinet's enclosure) draws you just a little farther into the world of Dirk. You stop playing a video game and start being Dirk.

The DSi -- almost no matter what -- is going to screw that up. The screen is not that sort of immersive. You can bet that the timing's going to be off and all the subtle cues will be gone or changed.

This embodies every problem I've ever had with feminism and feminists.

This point in particular:
So when you, a stranger, approach me, I have to ask myself: Will this man rape me?

Do you think I’m overreacting? One in every six American women will be sexually assaulted in her lifetime. I bet you don’t think you know any rapists, but consider the sheer number of rapes that must occur.

What she fails to mention in her continuing quest to train guys into recognizing "signs" is that while supposedly one in six (a piddly 16%. Compare that against other risk factors in your life that you don't worry about. Like being in a car wreck.) American women are raped, the overwhelming majority of rapes are committed by people who know the victim before the crime.

This is essentially a woman who is trying to justify her outright sexism with statistics. Let's say I'm afraid of black people when I'm driving. Does this mean that I should then write an essayabout how black people are Schroedinger's Carjackers and distribute it to them?

No, I should understand why I feel that way, take responsibility for my brain chemistry, recognize that it's wrong, and do whatever is necessary to get over it.

Instead, she goes on to castigate men as being some sort of Cro-Magnon who has just crawled out of the caves to join human society. And never you mind that women also rape women! No, it is clearly men which are evil. It seeks to reform those same men and civilize them by teaching them to pussyfoot around this woman's feelings.

It's possibly that last point which irritates me most. Who should resolve that woman's insecurities? Who should take responsibility for it? Should she? Never. Those same men that she claims she sees as potential rapists should take it upon themselves to be slaves to her emotional whims.

I'm going to make a point of dedicating time each day to writing. I have a great deal to do. I've been away from LJ for a long time. In part because of work and in part because it's hard to get back in the swing of things after vacation.

Speaking of vacation, I've started covering that one.