We did this to ourselves.
Every culture has to give way to something in the end. Someone fresher and sharper always comes along. But we fucking did this to ourselves. We let the grasping, hating, fearing idiot dregs of our own society tip us right over the fucking precipice. –Richard Morgan, from the novel Black Man
My Old Day Job: Final Update
Several years after I quite the insanity job, I helped close it down. It ended in perfect company style: with disorganization, disinterest and chaos.
Face Blindness
A friend of mine discovered, as an adult, that she’s been face blind her whole life. It was a remarkable and powerful discovery.
Importing Illegal Firearms
A friend sent me a toy pistol, and Australian customs was unimpressed. This spring-loaded toy was, apparently, a legitimate firearm and fuck no I couldn’t have it.
My Old Day Job – Part Four
This is part four of a four-part series, detailing the last year at my old software job. It’s a terrible story of a company gone very, very wrong.
My Old Day Job – Part Three
This is part three of a four-part series, detailing the last year at my old software job. It’s a terrible story of a company gone very, very wrong.
My Old Day Job – Part Two
This is part two of a four-part series, detailing the last year at my old software job. It’s a terrible story of a company gone very, very wrong.
My Old Day Job – Part One
A long time ago I worked in an offfice, and I started keeping a log near the end of my time there because, frankly, it was batshit insane and getting batshit insanier by the week. This is that story.
Thinking about Video Games
I’ve never really been comfortable with modern game thinking. A lot of people I know subscribe to this idea that videogames can be more than they are, that they should be more. More emotion, more story. They see this as the way forward, a way to… I don’t know, legitimize the medium they’re invested in. […]
I demand to know.
“From the discomfort of truth there is only one refuge: ignorance. I do not need to be comfortable, and I will not take refuge. I demand to know.”
–Richard Morgan, from the novel Black Man.
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