#please remember

Aces are a pretty small % of the population in general. To say you’ll find another ace person and cohabit is a really small chance. As most people start to move in with their partners, single people, ace people kind of find themselves either priced out of housing options unless rich, or being forced to find other strangers in unusual living circumstances.

I don’t know. I just feel like you are left more on your own in a societal structure that prioritises two-parent-and-children households. Or more generally, that sets you up for marital and couples living rather than necessarily community living, at least in the west.

So what I’m saying is that maybe ‘oppression’ isn’t the word to bring to the advocacy table. It is saying that maybe the thing to remember is that ‘oppression’ won’t look the same for everyone. It’s a reminder that comparing the weight of apples and watermelons doesn’t even make sense.

(This isn’t even aimed at the shortsighted people that think pride is all about labels and being ‘in’ the club. This post is aimed at people that remember pride is a political struggle to improve the lives of people left behind by our current norms. It’s why e.g. disability activists also calling their advocacy disability pride is instantly understood by most.)

One per person please.

Hate is not worse than indifference when it comes to parental abuse.

Hate holds passion, it holds emotion. If someone hates you, they think of you, even if it’s negative. You are worthy of their attention. They care about you enough to truly hate you.

But when you’re faced with indifference? The person doesn’t even spend a thought on you. You aren’t worthy of their attention in their mind. You aren’t even a real person to them. You’re just something in the background for them to walk past.

Please, remember this. It could really hurt someone if they hear you say that they should be grateful that their neglectful parent doesn’t actively seek to ruin their life. It could send them spiraling, feeling completely invalidated like they have been through nothing and should suck it up despite having suffered for years with the anguish and longing for any connection.

a tiny reminder...

...for you to just hang in there. it'll get better.

Mixtape might be one of the absolute worst games I’ve ever played…?

Look, if you like this game, good for you. I’m happy it exists for that reason alone.

For me? This was absolutely miserable. And not for like a ‘oh, this game is too WOKE’ way or something. I find all three of the main characters annoying in their own way, and, I think that was the point, at least in Stacey’s case. And I love me an unlikable protagonist. I think that type of character is great. Stacey is just annoying. And it feels intentional, but in the wrong way. A GOOD writer can make a character annoying to the other characters and not to the audience, but this game does something weird where she’s only annoying to the player and not to any of the characters? Also, the fact that she calls her ‘Jenny Fucking Goodspeed’ every time just drives me up the wall.

But my biggest issue is the gameplay. I get it, this is an interactive story, the gameplay isn’t that important. However, if an interactive story doesn’t have, you know, a good story, then what is there to latch onto? No gameplay, that’s for sure, because this is a glorified movie. I heard from somewhere that this was originally supposed to be a movie but no one wanted to make it, and that tracks, because the ‘gameplay’ is fucking mind numbing. Visual novels are more stimulating than this.

Take the shopping cart escape for example! I decided to test something. I put the controller down and watched the entire section play itself. I literally got an achievement for not crashing one time. If that doesn’t represent everything wrong with this game, I don’t know what does. I feel like most of this game was filler so the runtime would be over 2 hours and you wouldn’t be able to refund it on Steam.

This game just has this pretentiousness to it that I don’t see in a lot of games nowadays. Even some of the most abstract and artsy games like, say, Silent Hill 2 don’t have this feeling of ‘this is the deepest shit ever’.

Give it 🆙

To: KOol & the Gang

from: THE AMY PUMPERS SHOW