Here is all the proof you need. Be careful where you get your beef.
Here is all the proof you need. Be careful where you get your beef.
Something I have noticed more and more over the years is the ever increasing prevalence of video games. As most anyone with even the slightest idea of video game history already knows, the industry started out very small and very niche.
Early on, in the 1980’s and before, this was perhaps the one time it could have been considered an actual “culture,” if not a cult of sorts. Things have changed however, and now the industry possesses millions upon millions of followers and consumers, with billions more in dollars funding it all.
It is interesting because it seems as though nowadays you have people of all types calling themselves “gamers,” from college students, tradesmen, teachers, military personnel, even husbands and fathers, etc. As much as I like Matt Forney, I have to call him out on his generalizations in regards to video games. The whole “nerd,” “geek,” “basement dwelling gamer” meme has been both overused and expanded to the point that it is now meaningless.
Case in point, these terms are now marketable, which should be a clear indicator that they are now without substance.
More to the point, however, is not only the industry, but the particular game mentioned in this article’s title: the Mass Effect series. Basically my thoughts on the series’ true significance can be summed up in a comment by a user named Cole left on Matt Forney’s post linked prior:
“The most recent DLC add-on for the game, Citadel, was specifically designed to feed into the BioDrones’ narcissism; it all but turned the game into a Japanese dating sim.”
Expect more games to go this route. Mass Effect is the harbinger of the upcoming meld between “Second-Life” investment in virtual characters and classic console gaming, where action-packed plot lines are riddled with romance and “you-go-girlisms”. It sucks for casual gamers who actually have a life and just want to blow away bad guys without constantly rolling our eyes.
I see what you did there, calling Mass Effect a “harbinger” (in-game gamer joke, please excuse it).
It’s noteworthy because this dovetails quite nicely with much of the predictions within the appropriately epic Misandry Bubble article concerning the “Four Horsemen of Male Emancipation,” which include:
1. The Venusian Arts (Game)
2. Adult Entertainment Technologies of 2020
4. Male Economic Disengagement and Resultant Tax-Base Erosion
For all intents and purposes, factors 1, 3 and 4 have all come to pass and are currently having a significant impact on all developed nations, and then some. “Game” and its teachings are as prevalent as ever, globalization is now normal, even encouraged by some (link), and our current level of debt and dwindling tax-base has become a heavy point of political discourse. It is only number 2 on this list that has yet to fully come into its own. This may very well be the tipping point and should serve as a particularly interesting and insightful source of study over the next few years.
The thing is, Mass Effect 1 gained most of its notoriety and attention when it was leaked that the player could “have sex in the game.” There were even news segments from Fox (a.k.a. Faux) News calling it a “sexbox.” This was a libelous assertion at best, especially considering that upon actually playing the game, you quickly realize that it contains little more than a few cutesy, romantic conversations and a few seconds of watching your created avatar and another chosen character hugging in bed. Certainly not full blown sex of any kind.
What is funny, however, is that as the series went on, the “romance” aspect of the game started gaining more and more clout and attention, basically turning this originally sci-fi action series into a space opera by the end of the second installment. As Matt Forney pointed out already, by the end of the third segment and all of its DLC, it has basically turned into a westernized Japanese dating simulation, full of romance options, dating, cutesy couple conversations and “sexy” pixelated payoffs in the form of (what are supposed to be) arousing cutscenes.
I bring this up because as of right now the most topical and infamous point of discussion regarding this franchise is how poorly it handled its ending. While that is certainly an interesting discussion in and of itself, I do not think that will be its true significance in the end.
When all is said and done, Mass Effect will probably be remembered as the game that first brought the idea of advanced, sexual interactive technologies to the forefront.
Even one of the main characters throughout the series, a handicapped yet talented pilot named Joker, in Mass Effect 3 is dating a robot/android character named EDI, or as I like to call her, Sexbot:
They try to pass her off as a “rogue and highly advanced A.I.” that can even follow you on missions and help you shoot things, but lets be honest; in the game, she is your crippled pilot’s
masturbator walking fleshlight mecha-tenga sexbot. It may be self-aware, but at the very least I just hope it’s self-cleaning…
This is where factor 2 of the Four Horsemen of Male Emancipation finally comes into play. Here is an excerpt from the original article:
I have written in the past about how haptic, motion sensing, and graphical technologies would elevate video games to the premier form of entertainment by 2012. 3-D/holographic images with haptic interfaces and sufficient AI will make rudimentary ‘virtual sex’ a technology available to many men well before 2020, but by 2020 we will see this cross certain thresholds that lead to a dramatic market impact far greater than contraceptive pills and Internet pornography combined. A substantial portion of the male population will drift into addiction to virtual sex without even realizing it.
Now consider the current level of astounding next generation graphics, cheap, accessible and powerful home consoles/gaming computers, and other outliers such as 4K pornography and even the Oculus Rift:
All of the pieces of the puzzle are there, the ingredients needed to make something both new and very profitable are at hand. All we have to do is wait for someone to put it all together.
Combine this with places such as Japan having more than enough unwarranted propensity for shamelessly turning literally everything into a commodity of sorts and the future this all presents is inevitable.
What interests me the most is how women will react to all of this, not so much the inevitable and immediate (if not fruitless) backlash but the mid to long term effects on women. Despite the fervor over “alpha males” and their harems, women obtain the bulk of their power, resources and attention from the average man. The average man, who has and probably always will constitute the vast majority of the male population, whom of which has yet to create a truly substantial replacement outlet for their frustrated and under-nourished sexuality. It is the attention and dare I say perpetual suffering from these men that most if not all women garner their power.
What will these women do once the primary source of their power, the vast majority of unknowing simps and manipulated “beta males,” is eroded? Will these women get jobs that matter? Will they continue posting “selfies” on the internet even when the comments inevitably dry up? Will the few remaining “alphas” care to handle the drama and heavy figurative/monetary costs of managing large harems? Will women return to form and begin acting nice and feminine? Or will things such as artificial wombs eventually replace the otherwise useless female?
Why am I asking so many questions? Because I am a curious cat that sees nothing wrong with dying due to my own curiosity. I want knowledge and answers, and I shall claw for them regardless of the consequences.
The thing is, sex and love are not intertwined, and lust is often confused for love. Most women do not care how good of a father a man may be, it only matters if he looks the part, dresses the part, and is charming, sociopathic “dark triad” obsessions be damned. Likewise, the urge for sex within most men is merely akin to an itch that cannot be easily scratched, and will find whatever means necessary to scratch that itch, “love” and marriage be damned.
Think of it this way; bacon tastes good, chocolate tastes good, so it was only a matter of time before someone decided to put the two together to form one of the most indulgent snacks ever created, a.k.a. chocolate-covered bacon.
With that same line of thought; porn is popular, video games are popular, so now it’s only a matter of time before someone decides to really put the two together to form yet another one of the most indulgent “snacks” ever created.
Interactive porn will be our social chocolate covered bacon, and the bad cholesterol and diabetes will be the fallout, or something like that…
Whether or not this is a good thing remains to be seen. However, I personally predict that this will begin making headway by at least 2015, if not a little sooner. We can only wait and see, I suppose.
I was talking to one of my friends on the phone the other night when he brought up that he was considering joining the military. Considering that I was in the military for a short period not too long ago, I guess it’s understandable that he would seek me out for a second opinion.
What was most interesting however were his reasons for wanting to join. He said that he “wanted to work for the government,” he currently does not have a job and not a lot of prospects, and most of all he “wants to do/see some real shit,” though he also clearly stated that he doesn’t want to really fight or kill anyone. I asked him what branch he was considering, and he was more or less indecisive and currently does not really know or care much at the moment. He also said that he wants to “be the real deal, like in Ranger school or Airborne.” He is also 32 years old and a very laid back guy.
I more or less tried to tell him that he doesn’t have to prove anything to anyone but himself, and that if all he cares about is receiving certain certifications or training (i.e. marksman, martial arts, etc.) that he can always do that on the side as a hobby or hobbies while securing himself in other ways.
This conversation, more than anything, did get me thinking about the military in general and going back over many of the reasons and motivations for joining in the first place. Most people on the surface try to play off the PC angle of “Patriotism” and “serving your country.” The truth, however, is that those things have more to do with the marketing than the product itself.
The fact of the matter is that most guys go into the military because they have little to no other choice or options.
The 3 most common reasons I observed for recruits going in were either:
1. To support their family.
2. To help pay for various/student loans
3. It beats working at McDonalds or any other entry level job.
I went into the military just a couple weeks after my 21st birthday, and I honestly thought that I would be one of the older guys there. Surprisingly, I was one of 3 guys under the age of 23 in my platoon and one of the youngest out of our entire company. We had a number of guys in their 30’s and 40’s and even one guy in his 60’s. The majority of men there were in the 23-28 age range though. Typically the guys in this demographic (particularly the younger ones) had one common thread among them; a need to somehow “prove themselves.”
Basically, what these men were looking for was a clear and concrete path from adolescence to maturity, from boyhood to manhood. As I have noted before, this is basically what the entire Manosphere is about, more or less.
That’s all fine and dandy on the surface, but when you really start to think about it and read between the lines, it starts to get a little disturbing. Considering that anything the government does or buys or pays for is done with tax dollars, taxes paid for by we the people, the military industrial complex, at least from the average person’s perspective, is really just a way of paying our young men into adulthood, of buying them masculinity in a way.
It of course goes beyond that, however. Spend a little time in any of the “neighborhoods” on a decent military base and everything screams of rigid, lifeless, and subsidized. It’s almost like a higher form of welfare.
I particularly want to stress the age demographic of the men going into here however. Using my time in the military as a proxy, the average age of men going into basic were about 23-28, with 25 being the median. The average male life expectancy in the U.S. is about 76.
These men’s lives are about 1/3 over and they’re still desperately reaching for some way out of their extended adolescence.
The way it used to be in this country, you could have a good job by 15-18, be a “pillar of the community” and at least somewhat respected or taken seriously, possibly get married and have children and bada-boom, you were a man and free to roam the earth as a full-fledged adult. Now we have hipsters and foodies, proudly displaying their “minimalist” lifestyles of welfare and coffee shops.
The friend I mentioned at the beginning of the article was 32 years old, that’s even farther down the line to be grasping for this kind of stuff.
We’ve become a nation of boys and bitches.
Speaking of bitches, do not deal with any woman who is/was in the military or is considering joining. These women are merely being honest about how manipulative and usury-like they are. Take heed of their display and run away, as they will use you just the same.
Whilst browsing a bit of YouTube on my day off, this particularly enlightening video from Stardusk pops up. The video itself is very good and provides a lot of great insight, and is well worth a watch. That’s not what I necessarily want to focus on for this post, however.
Despite all of the kerfuffle that YouTube’s infamous comments section always causes, there are still (somehow) plenty of good and insightful nuggets of wisdom to be found within. Sometimes you come across that one comment that just really makes you think and drives the point home, such as this one from user MultiShadow1979 on the aforementioned video:
Women look at the entire world through the lens [of] their feelings, but look at men clearly and rationally. Men look at the entire world clearly and rationally, but look at women through the lens of their feelings. That’s why we have so many men arguing that men and women “belong” together, because it just “feels” right.. as silly as that is. Unfortunately for them, women will eventually force all men to look at them logically, clearly, and rationally.
That emphasized bit of text is perhaps the one defining core trait of the entire Manosphere.
What is the Manosphere other than modern man’s attempt to rationally and logically view and criticize women?
Think about it. Whether its the PUAs, MRMs, MRAs, MGTOWs, reactionaries, conspirators, haters, lovers, the religious, libertarians, or even a few fellow women, we are all just trying to clearly put the pieces together behind this whole mess of a culture that we currently live in. The greater the level of “equality” or technology or standard of living, the greater the mess, ironically enough.
That comment also explains a multitude of other things, perhaps most obviously the infamous “mangina,” bane to masculine men with actual balls everywhere. That is the otherwise logical male “viewing women through an emotional lens.”
Then you have the other side of that coin, with women marrying for superficial reasons (i.e. muscles, money, “badboy” lifestyle, etc.) and divorcing/”cashing out” for equally petty reasons. That is the otherwise emotional female “viewing men through a logical/rational lens.”
These two realizations drive home Stardusk’s point very well, namely that beyond biological copulation, men and women have nothing in common, and certainly no reason to waste time with one another.
Hell, I think back to all the times Captain Capitalism bemoaned bitter feminists and naive college women, along with some men, for not realizing that “the best thing you can have in this life is a man/woman who loves you” and now realize that it was just yet another example of otherwise logical men getting mopey and emotional when looking at women.
I look at writers such as Judgy Bitch and remember all of the (most often justified and correct) passion and anger towards the silliness of other women and now realize that it’s just another example of otherwise emotional women finally looking at their own kind in a rational and logical way.
It’s actually not all that surprising when you think about it, as both men and women are contradictory by nature. People are very complex, very nuanced things that can change and adapt when needed (or wanted).
Feminism was perhaps nothing more than women taking full advantage of this unnoticed contradiction in their character, and the rise of Game and the Manosphere could perhaps be noted as men finally addressing and taking advantage of this unnoticed contradiction in their character.
As usual, I find intellectual solace in the societal and cultural “canary in the coal mine” that is Japan and the thoughts of others with the intellectual honesty to dig deeper.
Despite the massive changes that technology has brought upon the social landscape, with websites such as Facebook being prime examples, online dating still has a strongly negative stigma attached to it.
What is interesting is that despite this stigma, there are no shortage of women who use these sites. How come? It’s a legitimate question to ask considering that women are practically handed “social success” from every direction from ages 0-30. With so many ripe opportunities and people practically throwing themselves at most women, why would they need to resort to an online dating site of all things?
The answer came to me in the form of several women I came across on OkCupid and even Plenty Of Fish a while ago, back when I actually cared to use such sites.
One woman had apparently rated me highly or something, so I took the initiative to look through her profile, to get some info before messaging her. Somewhere in there was a warning that she hates racists, especially white racists, despite herself being a young white college girl. I decided to play a bit and jokingly said the following:
“So what about us brown and mixed people? Can we be racists too?”
She proceeded to call me a self-hating bigot and told me to not waste her time in a typical angry and bitter fashion. I didn’t think much of it, so I moved on.
A short time later, another woman apparently rated me highly (as if that means anything at this point) and I decided to just go in and say hello. She responded rather angrily, and I called her out on it:
Me: “You’re just upset because you’re stuck on a dating site, as opposed to getting actual dates.”
Her: “You’re on here too…”
Me: “Yes, but I’m not angry about it though.”
Her: – Silence –
It’s interesting to see this is, and is probably just another sign of women’s collective frustration with the situation. Oh sure, when you have a bunch of men resorting to the internet for a romantic/sexual outlet they’re just losers who don’t deserve anything. Yet here we have an increasing number of women joining the ranks of romantically frustrated internet lurkers. I find it both hilarious and fitting, and it fuels my occasional trolling of such sites.
Another interesting observation is that in both cases the women in question’s first response to my inquiries was projection; i.e. “You’re a loser on a dating site too” and “You too are but a self-hating racist.”
Then again, insecure projection and shameless validation seeking seem to be the two primary uses women have for the internet, or most technology in general.
Take note: any woman you meet online will either be fat, an asshole, or both. It also doesn’t help that most of them see everyone else as sub-par, ironically enough. People tend to make choices not based on reason or rational, but their perceived status. Women take this ingrained bias to a whole new extreme, powered by their invincible mental hamsters, leading to the classic situation of low-value women inappropriately acting in away hardly merited by higher status women. Anything to avoid admitting their own failure at life, and God forbid doing something about it.
Just leave these creatures alone to stew in their own self-hatred and insecurity. You have better things to do.
If you have any social, sexual, or romantic frustrations, the internet is the last thing you should turn to for help. Go outside and take a martial arts class, or go to an entrepreneurial meeting, or if all else fails just ride your motorcycle off into the sunset. It helps me at least.
Though it is somewhat of a rhetorical question, I do genuinely wonder this from time to time.
I also thought that the only things people were entitled to were “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.” Voting is more of a privilege, like driving. Why should people who do not seriously participate in or contribute to a nation be allowed to have a say in how it is run? I’m being serious.
Weren’t there prerequisites for voting, once upon a time? If standards are a sign of what we do or don’t care about, then we care more about teenagers maybe buying some alcohol or smoking a joint than who gets to determine the supposed powers that be.
Imagine what things would be like if only those who had homes could vote, like it used to be? The shell game would be a lot smaller, certainly. If that’s too much, then why not determine one’s voting eligibility by their employment, or the utility/necessity of their occupation? Why should I have to take a lifelong paper pusher or college student seriously when discussing matters larger than both they and I? These types of people are basically overgrown children.
Women are overgrown children.
Despite this we take them seriously, all in the name of the false God of “equality” and the real demon that is “political correctness.” Not that it’s a big deal anymore. Once women flooded the voting booth, the entire practice overflowed and was devalued, kind of like what they did to wages by flooding the workforce.
There I go again, mentioning women and “workforce” in the same sentence, making the mistake of implying that they’re somehow related, when (for the most part) they are not.
Sitting behind a counter is not real work. Shuffling papers in an air conditioned cubicle is not real work. Working as an HR representative is not real work. About the farthest most women go is nursing, which is fine, except that literally almost all of them do this, or “hospitality management” or something. Yes, some women become doctors, for a little while, at least until they get married or just get tired of it all, usually sometime within the first 10 years of practice.
Here we are, as a nation, throwing equal tons of hours, training, and of course money at aspiring medical students aiming to become doctors, both men and women. Yet half of these (the female half) will not give anywhere near the same level of return as the other half (the male half). Sure, if I need my prostate checked I’d rather have a lady doctor do it, but even that never occurs. It sure as hell didn’t occur during our examination in basic training. Where the hell are all of our tax dollars going again?
Women have no real stake in any of this, in anything. They’ll just do what they always do and follow behind the men like lost puppies and beg for scraps, and most of us men will see their cute puppy faces and fall for the sham again, and again, and again. They do little to help build or grow civilization (and actually harm it in many ways) and we continue to allow them to have such power. We deserve everything we get so long as we allow the charade to parade forth unhindered, willingly being led by our dicks into the abyss.
Boners are powerful, but they can be tempered.
Who here cares about Ellen Page? Anyone? Yes, you in the back, what’s your name?
Okay Sony, You mind not making a big deal out of stupid things such as this? Ever heard of the Streisand Effect?:
The Streisand effect is the phenomenon whereby an attempt to hide, remove, or censor a piece of information has the unintended consequence of publicizing the information more widely, usually facilitated by the Internet.
The more you scream about it the more people are going to pay attention to it, which increases the likelihood that it will become news and will cross my path, thus wasting some of my precious time.
Who said that!? Was it you reddit!? Oh god it was…
Well, there goes any chance of keeping this under wraps. I don’t even know why I bothered to write about this. Then again, I never knew about the Streisand Effect before this, so I learned something new at least. Oh well, here’s a link to what all the commotion is about (NSFW). Have your fun.
Though I have to ask – why is this even in the game? Video game enthusiasts love to talk a big game about taking the hobby seriously, and then we get incidents such as this popping up in apparently “mature” titles. Heavy Rain did it too, and it was just as gratuitous there as it is in this game. Then again, you have to remember the primary demographic that is being catered to here.
It’s all about appeasing the lowest common denominator.
I was bored. Don’t judge me.