[…] And now, in 2014, women have been forced into hiding – for voicing an opinion about videogames. That’s a sentence that should only ever appear in the opening chapter of an implausible dystopian sci-fi novel, moments before you toss it in the bin.
There seems to be a small yet vocal core of maniacs bafflingly resistant to the notion that women should have any say in the games industry at all. Even recent statistics indicating that female players now outnumber men can’t sway them, thanks to a lazy assumption that most of those women are playing Candy Crush or other, equally non-taxing “casual games” apparently un worthy of being called “games” at all. I don’t think that’s true, and even if it were, I wouldn’t blame women for voluntarily choosing to play something soothing and non-threatening in their free time, since they spend so much of the rest of their time being forced to play a terrifying survival horror MMORPG colloquially known as “The Internet”. Women are the hardest hardcore gamers there are, by miles.
The other night I was drunkenly and aggressively defending bands like 1D and Blue and my boyfriend started saying stuff like “but bands like blur don’t actually have talent” “blur are all marketed” etc and he was meant to be saying Blue but his accidental use of Blur shattered my heart and I was like almost crying bcos I thought he shared my love for Blur and all his friends were like what have u done and I am still recovering from the massive blow - it was all cleared up that he did actually mean to say Blue and he does love Blur but like.. Mate, that was a really tough few minutes for me. Like I can kind of accept his distain towards manufactured pop music (just about) but like if it suddenly turned out he hated Blur idek what I’d do, that just isn’t right u know, my heart is still hurting thinking about this moment
Can I be water when I grow up? (Omg can’t even say “when I grow up” anymore cos I am grown up)(just ‘avin a bit of a life crisis over here don’t mind me)