Archive for March, 2010

Conflicted Yet Creeped Out

March 30th, 2010

People say some pretty weird shit to me all the time. Some of it is rather creepy. Some have witnessed this creepy during my Geeky Pleasures radio show. Some of these peculiar comments and questions make it to formspring. I also have made a strict “not going to censor” people comments that they may leave, either here or on my Geeky Pleasures website as I have moral and ethical objections to that kind of censorship. I live in a pretty censor-free country and my views are shaped because of this. I say some pretty controversial things, I expect my right to free speech to be respected and I give people the same leniency, even if their opinion, thoughts, questions, etc., do not mesh with mine or are mean. Because like I’ve said, I have said some pretty mean things especially here on my personal blog.

But today somebody overstepped into new realms of creepy. A comment is currently waiting for my approval on my Geeky Pleasures website and I just don’t know what to do with it. It takes creepy to a whole new level and I feel a little gross after reading it. Most people are telling me to just delete it and report the guy. He has not broken any laws though, he has just made me feel a tad bit violated and gross.

And here is where I become further conflicted. The guy who left the comment lives in the same town that I do. Whenever anybody leaves a comment, I get their IP as well as a whois entry for that person. The dude lives in the same neighbourhood as I do. This bothers me greatly especially as I have had stalkers in the past and have one now. Had the comment been left by someone not local, I would probably have let it through without a second thought. But I am afraid if I let it through, it would be encouraging the person. I am afraid if I don’t let the comment through, I will be looked at like a hypocrite.

A lot of people are saying “delete it”. One person even said “report him to his ISP”. Well he hasn’t really done anything wrong besides be a creepy person and cause me to be a little paranoid and worried. Maybe I am overreacting but past experiences tell me that my reaction is normal considering the close proximity of this person. Or maybe I am giving myself too many airs and am creeped out and worried over nothing. Maybe this person thought they were being funny. Maybe I am over reacting. Maybe I should let it through and respond telling him that his comment is creepy and not appreciated. Maybe that will encourage more comments though. There are a lot of maybes and this is further cause of conflict.

Conflicted yet creeped out Jules is conflicted yet creeped out.

Blarghity Blargh Blargh Blargh Blog

March 23rd, 2010

It is after 2am and I should be asleep. Especially as I have creatures I have to wake up in a few hours and get them ready for school But my head is currently spinning itself in circles. And maybe it is best that it is spinning now instead of during the day so that I can spit out my thoughts in relative peace and quiet, while the rest of the world sleeps and I do not intrude upon them once this blog gets spit out to the world and I do not have to subject many with my blarghity blargh blargh blargh blog.

I have a choice I have to make that I am not really looking forward to regardless which option I choose. I have a post I have to create for Geeky Pleasures tomorrow regarding the final round of Song Fu 6. Well I don’t really have to create it but in some ways I do. It really isn’t about obligation but yet again it is. I suppose it boils down to being happy with the choices I make. And if I chose not to write the post, I’d be much unhappier than the other two choices I am faced with.

This whole choice is about fairness. I like to think that I am a fair person. I like to think that others recognize this in me. I like to think that some of my readers read what stuff I spit out because of it. I am also a bit of a mouth piece and I make no apologizes for this. I think this goes hand in hand with being fair. People, for the most part, know what to expect from me. I am upfront, blunt and honest. I do not mince my words. If I like something, I say so. If I don’t like something, I say so. This is regardless if I am friends with someone, have respect for them or know them in any way shape or form. It is for these reasons that I agonized for quite awhile before I wrote my review of Wil Wheaton’s latest book “Memories of the Future: Volume 1” because what I had to say wasn’t exactly negative but it wasn’t all full of unicorns and rainbows either. It was a struggle especially since I could not allow myself to let any personal feelings I may or may not have interfere with giving a fair and unbiased review. I am also known for not talking out of school about people. If I do happen to make comments about people and they are not there to defend themselves, I expect it to get back to them. Especially when we live on the internet and news travel quickly and you no longer need to physically meet someone to get to know them and find things out about them

I am at yet another very similar crossroad. The final songs are in. I’ve cast my vote. And now, I have to write about it. But what do I write? Now if it were any other round, I would give a quick little something something and then post the songs I voted for. Some of those songs even made it to Geek of the Week. But this is different for so many reasons.

In the rounds leading up to this, there wasn’t as much at stake. I do not think my votes swayed anything one way or another. I think proof of this is how each person ended up placing in the end. But Geeky Pleasures is (aside from press releases I receive) about things that I geek out over and catch my eye. It was created as an offshoot of my radio show to spit out things during the week that I couldn’t necessarily cover during my shows. So stating what songs I voted for wasn’t about telling people who they should vote for, it was to bring attention to these awesome musicians who are given a challenge (to write a song in a specific style or with a specific theme/subject matter) and then have to write and produce it in a week. Also the other purpose was to fulfill the intention of that site, to share with people things I was geeking over.

Now it is the final round and there is something at stake. People say the votes don’t count. And really they do and they don’t. They matter in so far as it is nice to get a pat on the back for the work you’ve done and some type of recognition. And they don’t matter as (and this is after spending many hours talking with the awesome Fu participates about this on Too Much Awesome) they do it because they love it. It is a wonderful way to force creativity with real goals and deadlines. Because when all is said and done, all you get in the end if a sense of self-satisfaction and if you happen to win, questionable bragging rights, a trophy you cannot show anyone and the title of Master of Song Fu. But I personally feel there is much more on the line in this final round. I am not going to go into it as it matters but it doesn’t.

Actually, fuck that! I am going to get into it. And I hope those involved understand my point of view, especially since I respect all parties involved. Some I even have the awesome honour of calling my friends. Which makes this even more difficult. In the final we have an up and coming musician, Mike Lombardo and we have the songwriting teams of Dave Leigh and William Hoover. Both have very different styles. Both work hard at their craft. But I honestly think one deserves to win it and one doesn’t. Considering I’ve had Mike on my show, it is hard for me to say this, because I don’t want feelings hurt. I’ve told Mike time and time again that I find it incredible how much he has accomplished at his age. But when all is said and done, when the songs are finished and turned in, Leigh and Hoover have a far superior product. That is the bottom line.

But I have a fear. I have a fear  because in some ways Song Fu boils down to a popularity contest and not about the songs put forth. In some ways, it is very American Idol-ish and this bothers me. Because Mike has a following that the other two do not (not to mention every one else who participated. There was a definite handicap as far as votes and popularity). Now to be fair to Mike, this is not his fault at all. It is the nature of the beast. He even tweeted yesterday after the listening party was over “Please note: Don’t just vote. Listen to both songs and pick your favorite. K? K. http://bit.ly/9pQPzD“. But here in lies the problem, people did not listen to the songs and then picked their favourite. Maybe some did, but a good majority (I am willing to go all-in on this) voted for Mike because they are a fan. And for those few who did listen to both, I want to believe that some did think Mike’s song superior. Just because I do not think it is, doesn’t mean everyone is going to be of the same opinion. Everyone has different tastes. But I’ve been in this business long enough to know that not all votes were cast after people listened. I’ve also been in this business long enough to know, that regardless of genre preference, people would recognize Leigh and Hoover’s song is better.

And Mike’s song isn’t bad. My number 1 criticism of Mike during this incarnation of Fu is all of his songs were about the same thing: a song about a song he had to write for Song Fu. Sure the music may have been a little bit different each round, however regardless of the topic given for each round, they all ended up being about the same thing if you boil it down. I do not know if it is because he has some huge pieces of awesome going on in his life right now that have him not fully in the game, but bottom line is  I do not feel he put his best effort into it. Well maybe he put the best effort into considering his circumstances and he needed to prioritize. But that being said, other people who participated have other lives as well and they put in a far greater effort. Circular thinking Jules is thinking circular again.

Leigh and Hoover on the hand set clear challenges for themselves. And it showed in each round. They went into Fu with a purpose and they met their goals. Their songs were unique and not about a gimmick. And it is not that I am against gimmicks, especially when you consider that a good majority of the songs that got my vote were because they were of a geek nature and because of this, pleased me. Leigh and Hoover pushed their boundaries. And their final song really illustrates this. They did not really on any tricks. They did not really on any pre-existing fan base. They did not really on anything beyond their ability to fulfill a personal goal. Doing so, they consistently spit out some amazing songs. And this paid off by landing them in the final round. They are what Song Fu is about. Well one of the many things that Song Fu is about. In the end though, regardless of how someone tackles it, I think all of the contributors do it to achieve a personal goal. I know that quite a few of them, the goal is to spit something out in a week within a specific framework that they do not get to lay out. It challenges them creatively. I wish more people were aware of Song Fu because it really is quite amazing.

Where on earth was I going with all this? BLARGH! What do I do?!? Do I present the songs and not say a thing or do I say who I’ve voted for? I don’t want to sway votes because it isn’t about what I like and that is fair. But I do want to sway the votes because there is, in my mind,  a duo that deserve it more. A duo who do not have a pre-existing fan base and deserve all the attention they can get and this is fair too. If Mike can use his fan base for votes (whether intentionally or not, that is the final result) then why can’t the people who believe Hoover and Leigh should win this, speak up as well? People rally for what they believe in yes? But is that being fair and unbiased? I have reached my decision in an unbiased fashion. I looked at the submissions from both parties and weighed them. I know all the parties involved. I talk with them or interact with them somehow on a daily basis. I did not reach my decision lightly in the least. I know I am unbiased in reaching my decision. But will others see this? Will others understand this is not a news event where you just spit out facts and let people decide but it is entertainment and people give opinions on it. And my opinions are based on weighed evidence (as much as you can weigh a subjective art form)  not because I like or dislike someone or something.

And yes I know what others think really doesn’t matter. I have to live with my own decisions and screw what others think. But this becomes more difficult when I am told people respect my judgment and my opinions. And even if it is just one person who looks towards me for any type of guidance, that matters. There is a certain obligation that goes with that. To quote Uncle Ben, “With great power comes great responsibility.” When you have an audience that listens to what you have to say, regardless of size, there is power in that. And even in the smallest magnitude, that power is great. And thus comes the responsibility, as trite as that may sound. But it is simply the truth of the situation.

BLARGHITY BLARGH BLARGH BLARGH!! I really am not liking this. And some may think I am being tarded over this. Who cares, right? It is just a silly little song writing competition, right? Well it isn’t silly and I care and that matters even if it doesn’t matter to you.

It is over an hour later and maybe I am closer to reaching a decision. Some may say I’ve already made it by typing this all out on my personal blog. But I haven’t. Strangely, or not, only a handful of people ever read this side of my blog. And due to the hour of the day, I am thinking it will mostly go unnoticed. If I am wrong (which is possible) hopefully regardless of how I approach the final post on this tomorrow, everyone involved understands. I hope everyone understands that I want this to be fair. Part of this being fair has to do with merit. Part of this being fair is I’ve never suppressed my opinions on such things before, so why should I know? I’ve set certain standards and I’d be failing both my readers and myself if I did not live up to them.

I just want to be fair.

The Physics Of Love

March 22nd, 2010

I spent the day yesterday catching up on a couple weeks of T.V. shows. And when I finally got around to watching what could possibly the last episode of NUMB3RS, I’ll admit I got really teary and choked up. Not because it was possibly the last episode (even so I find this disturbing as this is one of my favourite shows) but because of how the show opened. Charlie and Amita finally got married. The awesome Dr. Larry Fleinhardt presided over the ceremony. The writers, through this character, had the most amazing thing to say about Love, which totally spoke to my mind and my rumoured heart. I want to share it with you all now because I think it beautifully encapsulates love (if that is at all possible)*.

At the request of the bride and groom, I’ll keep my remarks short and non technical. Well, as you all know, there are four fundamental forces of physics: electromagnetism, strong nuclear interaction, weak nuclear interaction and gravity.

We’ve been talking here about the forces that bind the Universe. But what binds humans? Love. Powerful in small spaces, yet with profound affect on distance. Love defies time, outliving both its source and its object. Love is faster than light. For light requires time in order to travel through space. But love reaches its object instantaniously. Love journeys forever, into infinity. And it’s here, binding together two lives.

And that is all I have to say about this.

*NUMB3RS Season 6 Episode 16 “Cause and Effect“. Original air date 12 March 2010. Writing Credits: Nicolas Falacci, Alex Gansa and Cheryl Heuton.

Grab A d12 And A Chess Board And Game!

March 20th, 2010

Kid2 has decided once again to invent a new game with his friends. This one involved a d12 and a chess board. Rules are as follows:

1) Set up the chess board as normal.

2) Grab your d12.

3) Rolling the die determines the number of spaces your chess piece can move up, diagonally or backwards.

4) If an opponent is in front, diagonally or behind you, you can attack.

5) If an opponent is directly beside you in any direction, you can kill them without having to move at the beginning of your turn.

6) If you are advancing, you can only advance as far as another team piece. Exception is the Knight, which can jump over other pieces as it advances on the board.

Last team standing wins.

So there it is. Pretty simple I think. It may sound like a stupid game to some, however I find it awesome that my 10 year decided to take one of his favourite games (chess), grab a die and create something new with it.

Life Forever Changed

March 19th, 2010

I do not know if the title of this blog is fitting or not. But it just may, so there it is. And I do not know if this blog will make a lot of sense or it may just make total sense. It will be whatever it is as I spit out some of my thoughts that have been circulating through my brain the past couple of days.

A few days ago, I tweeted “The Beatles sang All You Need Is Love. While I do not completely agree, it certainly does help on days life serves you heaping piles of crap.” Why is this relevant to my thoughts? Maybe that will become more clear as I purge.

In the last year and a bit my life has taken some huge twists and turns. Some of them really positive and some of them really negative. And if I were at any other point in my life up until my current point, I would have had to navigate these changes alone. Even if I were to be in a relationship while these changes were occurring, nobody would have taken the time to really let me share these changes with them in a way (that even so sharing actually scares the crap out of me) I longed to. I grew up with no security whatsoever. My entire life, it has been something that I craved. I do have my longest best friend that I can always tell whatever to, however his life is not such where it is convenient for me to call him up whenever and just dump the good and the bad. I navigated life alone and I had come to a point where I believed that is just the way it was going to be.

In the last month, I have had more than my fair share of “OMFG I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS IS MY LIFE!” moments. I have been having many of these over the past year and a bit but they are coming more and more frequently and some days I think I may just explode. Each of these moments have the potential of being forever life changing. Then a couple weeks ago, I had the biggest “OMFG I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS IS MY LIFE!” moments. Bigger than any moment most people will ever experience. A moment so huge my life was forever changed within the matter of seconds. Huge, life-altering OMFG! As a result of this moment and some other moments that accompany it, I have spent a lot of time the last little while crying. And unlike other times where I have cried for long periods because life is crap and it can be overwhelming, for the first time in my life (aside from holding my boys for the very first time), they are tears of joy. Pure joy. Awesome joy. Indescribable joy. A joy that I cannot wait until the time is right where I can share the whys with the entire world. I long for that day because, well… there are many reason. Stuff like this does not happen in real life (or so I thought).

But here is another awesome thing that I have learned as a result of this event that has and will forever change my life in a smaller way but still in an awesome way. I have come to know that for the first time in my life, I am not alone. Some may not understand why this so important. But it is huge and I am so thankful. It may have taken 34 years for this to occur, but I am FINALLY in a place in my life where I have people who I can turn to whenever. I have people in my life who I can share the really high highs and the really low lows. I have people in my life where I can explode all that is going on and they do not judge and they are happy for me and they do not offer up advice unless I ask for it and they just listen, if that is all I am needing. It may not be a huge number of people but that is not what matters any way. All I’ve ever wanted is just one person and I have a handful of people that, should I need it, I can call on them and they will be there, like really be there. Grateful and thankful doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel especially since the crazy life of Jules can be very crazy at times. It is taxing on me to carry it, let alone for  someone else to willingly take on part of the burden and share both the good and bad. Especially when the phrase “only in the life of Jules” is so very true and can be a bit much.

So my life is forever changed. And I guess it could be said that the timing for everything is just right but I think that really diminishes all that is going on. I still have a lot of crap going on, some of which decided to rear its ugly head this week and say “Sucker! You can’t have a single day without shit being thrown at you. You are happy so here is some crap!” But for once I do not feel burdened. It is the first time in my life where I do not feel burdened. First time in my life where I can comfortably yell at the world, “Throw me both the good and the bad! Because I have a crew of awesome willing to help take it all on!”

I have an Alfred and I no longer have to go home, alone, to my fortress of solitude.

Let's Play A Game

March 17th, 2010

I want to play a game. I wonder how many of you will take the time to respond here instead of on Twitter. As normally I don’t care if people comment regarding my blogs on Twitter instead of on here (which is the majority and some occasionally on Facebook) this game won’t work if people respond on Twitter as the majority of my readers do not use Twitter. So yeah, it would be cool if you played this game with me here and took the time to respond in the comments below.

I am curious about something today. People tell me often that I have an odd idea of sexy. What I find sexy as a whole is far from the norm. It is rare that I find the norm sexy. I find the norm to be boring and meh and it doesn’t do anything for me unless I can see the personality traits which cause me to find someone sexy. For me it isn’t about appearance even though there are physical traits in people that I do find very appealing. Often I get met with reactions of “really?!?!” when I say someone is sexy. Now I know I’m not alone here. I am sure a good sample have people whom they find sexy where others say “really?!?!” because it is not the “typical” idea of sexy or beauty as portrayed in magazines and Hollywood.

To give examples of what I mean, the well known fact that I find Shatner and The Hoff extremely sexy if only for their innate fromage but they also have a certain charisma that I find appealing (even so their egos greatly repulse me). But even more so, would be Steve Carell and Tim Curry. They have to be two of THE sexiest men on the planet, seriously OMG SOOOO SEXY!!!

So yeah, please play this game with me and share. If you don’t, I understand. I’m just in a very curious mood today and figured this would be the best place to share instead of on Facebook or Twitter.

In Which Data Becomes A Little More Human

March 15th, 2010

I have a feeling that even so Geeky Pleasures will be taking a bit of down time, my personal blog will become a little more active as I try to download and assimilate what is currently going on within me and around me.

People who really know me and see me know that I do not “feel” things in the same way that most do. They lovingly tease me and call me Spock, Data or girlybot as the way I achieve emotion is a very logical sequence of events and equations. It is very rare occasion indeed when something causes me have an emotional reaction upon receiving information. When I receive information and input, I stop and think about it. I go through a mental checklist of what it means and how it may or may not impact me. And then I assign an emotion to it, if one is assigned at all. For the most part things fall into the category of “not changing anything at the end of the day” so there is indifference. The situation just “is” and there is no need to feel anything about it. This does not mean I do not feel things because I do. It is just different how I go about it. I still love and deeply. I still experience happy and sad and things in between but it is different. Very few people understand this.

But something very interesting has happened recently. I am experiencing an emotion that I thought was not possible and would argue to death with people over why it just is not possible. It is completely illogical and irrational and there is no way it can be real. I went through a sort of circuit overload this past weekend trying to rationalize it, trying to label it because I did not what “it” was. Trying to figure out the cause because I could not attribute a specific and tangible cause to it and say, “I feel this because of _____.” There was no clear cut cause and effect and it troubled me to no end. I thought I was broken and maybe a reformat was necessary. Something extremely hinky was going on. But then a wonderful thing happened. With some help I was able to come to the realization that it is not something that can be rationalized. There is no equation behind it, it just is. That was a hard thing for me to accept but I have. It will never happen, so just go with. And that is what I am going to do. I am going to ride the new found wave of emotion and let it take me wherever it does. I am not going to stop and try and analyze it and figure it out and box it up. I am just going to feel.

I wish I could express what it is I am feeling. The closest I can come to explaining part of is the sheer Awesome joy one experiences after they have just given birth and are holding their new born baby for the very time. Just the overwhelming Awe and pure Joy of the whole situation. This is so different, but that is the closest thing to… at least I think but this isn’t something to think.

This situation kind of reminds me of the episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation and Data’s emotion chip is turned on and he eats something he hates for the first time. Just the huge awesome of feeling of what it is like to have dislike for something. I believe the scene went something like (I cannot locate the correct quote at the moment and am not going to dig through all my episodes of TNG):

Data: This is disgusting! I hate it!

Guinan: Would you like some more?

Data: Yes! Please!

Now this isn’t hate but I understand the “joy” of experiencing something the first time and just wanting to repeat it for as long as it takes. Developmentally, this is a huge step for me.

In Which Joe "Covenant" Lamb Brings Me To Tears And Leaves Me A Quivering Mess

March 13th, 2010

I am a very fortunate person. I have some very amazing people in my life. If were not for these huge pieces of awesome, I would not be able to manage. They offer me help and support. They offer me friendship. They offer me love. They let me know that no matter how alone I may feel from time to time, I never really am. And when I’m ready to reach out to them, they are there for me, waiting, knowing that Jules needs to do things on her own time.

I don’t like mentioning names or making anyone feel as if they are ever second or first or in any hierarchy as each of them have a very special place in my heart. If a single one of them were to not be in my life, my life would be lacking. But sometimes someone will do something and it leaves me, breathless… It knocks me off of my normally stoic stool and sends me whirling in a dizzy of emotions. Overwhelming emotions.

Today has been such a day. Touched does not even begin to describe how I am feeling. I am completely overwhelmed at the moment. Joe told me earlier he had a surprise later when he would be doing his JoeCast. This surprise has me in absolute tears. They are good tears. Tears brought on by someone who has done something pretty fucking amazing and who has paid huge attention to who I am. Tears brought on by an overwhelming sense of feeling loved for me and not some ideal of me.

There is a song that has very special meaning for me. Every time I mention how much I love this song, people say “I love it too.” But this goes beyond love.  This song is Snow Patrol’s Chasing Cars. I am not going to say why it is so special to me. If you’ve read my book, you may have an idea why. Anyway, Joe knowing this and understanding why this song is so important me, did the most beautiful, amazingly awesome cover of it. And I am touched. HA, all I can really articulate is that I am touched. Today is going to be one of those days where I will be crying all day because of this wonderful thing he did for me. I am a quivering mess. Wow. I love him and I hate him for it, HA.

Anyway, I need to share this cover with the world because of how much it truly means to me. I am so very lucky to be able to say that the wonderful Joe “Covenant” Lamb is my friend. He has been a huge support for me over the past few months but today he has done something beyond extraordinary that I will never forget. And I just hope he can understand how much he truly (ha, I can’t think of good words at the moment) and honestly has touched me very very deeply today. He managed to reach a part of my heart that few are able to touch, let alone see. I am speechless and at a loss of coherent words and thought. Thank you again, Joe. <3

Joe “Covenant” Lamb – Chasing Cars

Lyrics – Snow Patrol

We’ll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don’t need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

I don’t quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They’re not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That’s bursting into life

Let’s waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That’s bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes
They’re all I can see

I don’t know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things
Will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

Roger Ebert Tweets Out Of His Ass

March 2nd, 2010

There seems to be a lot of things in this world that get me fired up. When I try and put one word that seems to link all of these seemingly different issues that cause me to rant quicker than c, that word would be ignorance. Being a nerd/geek/gamer, I face a lot of it. The entire community does and it really chaps my behind to put it nicely. I’m happy to report that my children do not seem to face the same sort of discrimination as my generation does and even worse, the generations before mine. However it still exists and it really needs to end, especially when this ignorance and discrimination comes from main stream media sources. If what is said was being said about Blacks, Jews, women, gays, Hispanics, Asians, Muslims (insert any other group that has a tendency to be largely discriminated against), the outcry would be deafening. So why are people like Roger Ebert allowed to continuously perpetuate a very negative stereotype regarding this topic. Case in point, his latest tweet:

You know what, I will be the first to admit that as a group of people, we can be an odd bunch. We like to argue the minutia of pretty much any subject that is the object of our obsessions and compulsions. We like to dress up in funny costumes and attend conventions where we unleash our geekiosity upon an unwitting city. We are a very passionate bunch of people and we will allow our passions to be spilled upon any poor unsuspecting person if given the opportunity. We may not always be the most socially graceful people but we have heart and we care deeply. We are willing to stand behind our beliefs despite rampant criticism from our peers.

But I want you to think about that for one minute. How are we any different from the “jocks” who attend their favourite sporting event dressed in team colours and faces painted, screaming and hollering from the stands? How are we any different than that same group of people spending hours debating over the merits of The White Sox vs. The Yankees? How are we any different than any group of people who attend any event in support of whatever it is that gives them that boost of adrenaline.

Ebert made mention of messy pigs. Have you looked into a frat house or looked in the home of the bachelor jock with their beer cans, pizza and take-out boxes, piles of clothes and miscellaneous debris all over the place? The geeks/nerds I know are way more obsessed with order and cleanliness that any other group of people I know. Maybe their gaming areas are not always the tidiest and I know that my desk always looks like it has exploded but I do not know of too many creative types where their creative space is not a complete hazard.

Apparently we smell too. That is a stereotype that really bothers me because again the group that seems to hate us the most (the jocks) have the exact same issue. Especially when it is down to play-off time and they wear their same lucky jersey for weeks on end without washing because it will ruin the luck. And let us not forget about the gross and disgusting play-off beard-o-luck. I have met some pretty stinky gamers in my time. There is no denying that but I will deny that the image of the lone gamer in his/her mother’s basement is far from the norm. It is a very unfortunate negative stereotype.

And now for screaming at the PC. Are you trying to tell me that is not a common occurrence? Because let me tell you something, it is no different than the testosterone-filled group massed together in the living room or bar, hooting and hollering over every single little thing that happens during their all-worshipful game. Are you trying to tell me that because it is being done in a pack it is more acceptable or are you telling me that because it is coming from the “cool kids” you are willing to overlook this same behavior?

Now let me tell you something about geeks/nerds/gamers. There seems to be a lot of press about violence and us. And the odd occasion that it does happen, it is shameful. But our instances of violence are not nearly as prevalent as one would like to believe. I will admit, we can be huge assholes to each other online. We have been known to troll the internet just waiting for the opportunity to allow our words on the screen to cause someone else to cry. We have been known to rage quit and some are even known to get a sick perverted sense of satisfaction when they know they are the cause of this rage quit.  But I do not think I have ever heard of a group of us destroying a city when our team has lost. I do not think I have ever heard of us ever getting into physical fights with someone in a bar or in our homes while we are drunk and someone says some stupid shit about our team. As a general rule, we are a very non-violent group of people who just like to anonymously run their mouths from time to time. It bothers me that you never hear about the dude who beat up his wife or the kid who went on a shooting rampage after watching a movie, reading a book, looking at a picture, attended or watched a sporting event (many more examples can be put here) but music and gaming seem to be two of life’s awesome things that like to get singled out because of agenda and not because it is the real cause.

I have nothing against jocks. The only reason I am using them here is because that is the group that is stereotypically pitted against the nerds. And this is one stereotype that does have a good basis of fact behind it unlike the stereotypes that people like Roger Ebert like to fart out of their asses and post on Twitter. When the reality is, if it were not for us geeks/nerds/gamers Roger Ebert wouldn’t be able to fart anything onto Twitter again because guess what, we invented the thing! All of these awesome technological things that people use without a second thought (computers, cell phones, social networking, blogs, intertubes, games, technology to create movies which Ebert makes his life from, engines, microchips, television, bridges, buildings, space shuttles, telescopes, sound mixers, etc., etc., etc.,), none of it would be available if it were not for us. Pretty much every job and every single person’s sources of entertainment would not exist if it were not for some geek spending hours dreaming of how to make something work. I think maybe the only exception to this would be painting as it does not require some type of mechanical device to do.

So Mr. Ebert maybe you want to think about that next time you decide to spew ignorance on the internet. We made it possible for you to still have a voice. You should be thanking us for all that we have given you because without us, you would have no way to hand out your venom.