Sandwich Girl on Constructive Criticism: Not a Big Fan

Somebody went and blabbed to Sandwich Girl that a mean old conservative had disagreed with her on the internet.  You know what disagreeing with a woman on the internet is called in the coming Femtopia, don’t you?  Sarkeesian the Destroyer and what’s her face – the other one – went to the United Nations to tell everyone that under the rules as they should be what I did in my last post has a name.  And that name is rape!

She-of-center literally called me a literal rapist.

Aaaaand, scene. This concludes our episode of SJW Theater, the part of the show where Reagan comes out and sings a silly song.

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Of course, she didn’t call me a literal rapist any more than old E. Reagan Wright called her a literal lizard person.  Scroll down to the last post and you’ll see for yourself that I asked if anyone had checked her skin care regimen, and suggested that her understanding of human relations was that of a lizard person.  But I never said she was a literal lizard person.

And they roll their eyes when I call them out for hating truth.  And they roll their eyes while they lie.  And they roll their eyes, like ugh, Goddess!

Oh, and she also posted an image on her blog specifically mocking me for being follicley challenged:

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Tsk. Sometimes men hurt too, but Anna uses their pain for laughs.  So hurtful.  That’s Save versus Shadow.

 

Yep, yep, yep.  One of the “Industry Insiders”, whose twit-talk one post before this cascade consisted of “gaming will never realize its potential for being [a] transformative medium” and one who has pushed hard for the sort of Orwellian codes of conduct guaranteed to result in silencing the wrong kind of gamers (i.e. those who disagree-rape women).  She is currently producing games, but little ol’ her has no intention of making any waves in the greater RPG community, no sir, she just wants to do her little thing in peace and be left alone.

Sandwich Girl sure looks good draped in all that honey-like disingenuousness.

Rule One, people.  Rule One.  Social Justice Warriors Always Lie.

Give her a couple of credits, a couple of moderate sellers, and she’ll be clamoring to replace the RPGPundit on WotC’s payroll for Big D and Daddy Version 6, and the next thing you know those two little paragraphs will grow to chapter and verse lessons in full blown SJW silliness.  You’ll have things like male succubi and mermaids as player characters rather than the mere monstrous abominations they currently are.  You’ll have separate chapters for each letter of the alphabet soup of identities that the SJWs each feel deserves equal time and space and representation regardless of their proportion in the general population or even the target audience.

If you let the SJWs have this inch, if you support Sandwich Girl’s efforts in this endeavor, she and others of her ilk will snatch up miles of land.

The SJWs have been the barbarians at the gates of RPG-town for decades, and when Pundy – that magnificent bastard – stood alone on the ramparts raging and flinging burning oil down upon them, I merely lurked.  Well, not this time, sister.  This time Pundy stands not alone but with me at his side.  Probably edging a little bit away from me on the ramparts, but we’re there together all the same.

We all know that your constant cries for attention (irony alert!) and humble-bragging about how little old you ain’t no threat to the big bad established order are hollow.  Hollow point rounds being loaded into a gun you plan to place to the forehead of the lead designer at WotC until he agrees to rebuild the original and best damn game to make it serve not the fun and adventure of exploration and action, but the all important Narrative and gynocentric zeitgeist of this fallen age.

Which could happen.  It is an even numbered edition of D&D, after all.  Those always suck.

Her strongest defense against the Hulkamaniac* like vigor of this staunch defender of RPGs the way they were meant to be played is that her co-author is a man.  To which I can only raise one eyebrow in amusement and respond, “Nice beard.”

I hope you gamers appreciate this.

You know, I don’t need this hassle.  What with the Hugo Awards going on this week, the divorce papers somewhere on my kitchen table, the diabetes diagnosis, and accidentally impregnating my cat, I got enough going on in my life right now.  The last thing I need now is a slow burn internet argument.

*  Heh.  Goodbye Gawker.  Thank you, Hulk, for teaching us the ways of resistance.  As goes video games, so goes all geekdom.  Hulk has shown us the way, the truth, and the 24-inch pythons.

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About The Alt-Right DM

At long last, a tall cool drink of alt-right water in the midst of a liberal and cuckservative desert. Inspired by the need for soldiers in the Culture War, E. Reagan Wright volunteered to stand up to the forces of progressivism before they complete their takeover of the once energetic, diverse and just plain fun hobby of role-playing games. A lone voice in the digital wilderness preaching to that quiet, right-wing remnant that has languished in the cold for years. E. Reagan Wright loves his Mom, guns, apple pie, football, and calling that lesser game by its rightful name - soccer.
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2 Responses to Sandwich Girl on Constructive Criticism: Not a Big Fan

  1. Cirsova says:

    “Somebody went and blabbed to Sandwich Girl that a mean old conservative had disagreed with her on the internet.”

    WordPress automatically pings other wordpress sites you link to. That’s why I don’t link to her or use an Archive.is link if I absolutely feel I must.

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    • TheConservativeDM says:

      So it was me that blabbed, was it? I should have known. Never did like the look in this man’s eyes…kind of sallow and shifty.

      Thanks for the tip, I’ll be more careful in the future.

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