The Nerdist Hates Nerds

Because nerds learned early on how to move forward in the face of obvious shaming tactics.  You really think shame – the only real weapon the Forces of the Poz have in their arsenal – will work on guys that rolled dice in the cafeteria, hand drew Willingham’s minotaur on their math folder, and wore Batman t-shirts before Michael Keaton first killed the Joker?  Pshaw, I say.

You know why old E. Reagan Wright never asks you lunkheads for money? Because he isn’t selling anything but a better life through better gaming.

(Shut up, you.)

What I mean to say is, aside from all the times he tries to sell you his hastily written and ill-proof read books, Old E. Reagan isn’t trying to part you from your hard-earned money.  Guys like Mark Waid and whoever is suing him today expect you to pay the price for their mistakes.  Whoever wins this case, they are all losers, as are those who willingly give their money to help creative dopes fight these sorts of legal battles.  Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy seeing Waid hoisted on his own petard and was shown the combined wrath of a thousand angry nerds.  It’s about time the hoity-toity city slickers who demand we smile when they force-feed us shit sandwiches face the music of the day to day antipathy their weak worldview engenders among the people of light.

But save your money, people.  On both sides.

It’s all one big scam.  Save your money.

Just buy stuff you like.

Like my stuff.

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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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