This article is fantastic. And so is this comment:
Nobody wants to believe that if given power, they’ll use it badly. Especially when they’ve been attacked by those with power earlier in life. In other words, nobody wants to think when a ship full of their friends crash on a desert island, they’ll end up as Piggy holding the conch shell.
Bit of an obscure metaphor for some, but I think that’s really the heart of the matter. (And it doesn’t just apply to nerd boys.) I really like hearing people thinking about this stuff.
I love being a geek, but the day I opted out of the standard geek-club in uni was the day I discovered I’d been listed as the prize for the club’s all-day Halo tournament. This is a beautifully-written article that deserves the circulation.Â
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On Not Being OK | Geek Feminism Blog
On Not Being OK | Geek Feminism Blog
During the first game we all put junk food on the table, and I am in hell. I eat way more than everyone else (or maybe I just think I do) and sit, squirming, till the end of the three hour session. Then I make a break for it. Up to the floor being prepared for the LARP, so no one will be in the toilets. I make myself throw up over and over until I can’t get anything else out.
I’m a geek, and I’m bulimic.
I sit weekly among stacks of corn chips and M&Ms, pizza and Pepsi when I roleplay. My mind is NEVER totally on the game. Depending on my mood, a part of it is always there, calculating how much to eat, and how to purge.
I get this idea that we, as geeks, are expected to rise above the common herd that are influenced by advertising and self-hate. We’re so much cleverer than that, so much more accepting! We were the fat kids in high school!
But we’re not.