As we dive face first into the wide spread legs of 2017 and get to lapping like a thirsty puppy, it’s time for a little introduction to lo those many new followers picked up during 2016: The Battle for the Soul of America.
This place is a couple years old, and was started before I knew the alt-right was a thing. Way back in the grim days of B.T. (Before Trump) conservative was about the only real way to push back against the Narrativists, so I donned the persona of “The Conservative DM”. People being what they are (read: stupid) they latched onto that label and in between fingering their own butt-holes and licking windows they’d ask, “What are you conserving? Hyuck, hyuck!”
So I changed my handle to the Alt-Right DM.
Thus far I’ve been too lazy to change the website and all the headers to match. Too busy with all the MAGA. Maybe someday. For now, though, it’s a useful memetic monkey-trap for the shortbus crowd to stick a hand inside and clench that little nut of cleverness and not let go for anything while I stride about swinging my danglers in their faces over more important matters.
Like elf games.
Hey, there’s also a heaping dose of Poe’s Law involved. I’m half mirror held up to the Narrativists who think tabletop gaming is an appropriate place for politics. I’m a caricature you can point them to in order to demonstrate, “See this a-hole? That’s what you look like.” I’m also half serious. There’s a dire need for a GamerGate style pushback against the entryists, and the sort of mockery I hand out like the Seven Sisters universities hand out worthless degrees demoralizes the weak willed crazy-cakes that oppose me. It’s also true that mindset is infectious – game like you live and you’ll live like you game. Take my advice and game like a man, and it’ll put metaphorical hairs on your metaphorical chest.
Call it my own little Xanatos Gambit. If I’m a joke, the joke’s on them. If I’m not a joke, then I’m doing God’s work making tabletop gaming great again. Either way is fine by me.