{"id":9147,"date":"2016-01-27T22:43:05","date_gmt":"2016-01-27T22:43:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/randomaverage.com\/?p=9147"},"modified":"2016-01-27T22:59:42","modified_gmt":"2016-01-27T22:59:42","slug":"thinking-about-gaming-and-gaming-culture","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/randomaverage.com\/index.php\/2016\/01\/thinking-about-gaming-and-gaming-culture\/","title":{"rendered":"Thinking about Gaming and Gaming Culture"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m lucky.<\/p>\n<p>Actually, more than that: I&#8217;m <em>privileged<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>There are at least a thousand ways I could illustrate and demonstrate this assertion, but in this case, I&#8217;m thinking of a very specific example, which I&#8217;ll get to in a little bit.<\/p>\n<p>First, a little history.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been messing around with role playing games pretty much ever since I was old enough to decide how I&#8217;d spend my free time; I think I got my copy of the magenta Basic D&amp;D box back in 1980 or 1981, when I was about 9 or 10 &#8211; maybe for my tenth birthday, actually &#8211; and after that? Well, I&#8217;m sure you can imagine how I got from there to here.<\/p>\n<p>The funny thing is &#8211; the wonderful, fantastic thing I only just realized this morning &#8211; in all the time I&#8217;ve been messing around with RPGs, I&#8217;ve almost never been a part of a group that matched the typical image of a standard D&amp;D group: a bunch of white, <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Cisgender\">cis male<\/a> gamers. (There are a few exception to this, one of which I&#8217;ll get back to in a sec.)<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not saying every group I was involved in was a diverse, enlightened crowd of high-browed intellectuals &#8211; I mean, I played in high school, with a bunch of high-schoolers, after all &#8211; but it was never just a bunch of white dudes being white dudes. My high school group counted the class valedictorian (and elven druid) as a member &#8211; she&#8217;s a practicing doctor out in the Black Hills, these days. In fact, every campaign I&#8217;ve ever run (and all but one I&#8217;ve played in) has had a mix of men and women. The <a href=\"https:\/\/youtu.be\/bmMUHokaTac?list=PLfpTPTXP0TzMUfdRs3-fDwzl_MoXpfbMZ\">most recent campaign I ran<\/a> was damn near perfect in terms of participants, by which I mean white straight guys were the minority.<\/p>\n<p>And please don&#8217;t think I&#8217;m saying that out of some kind of white guy guilt, because that&#8217;s attributing me motives far more noble than the reality, which is that I&#8217;m just kind of selfish: I like my RPG sessions to be interesting, and homogeneity is fucking boring. Diversity in a creative space is <em>life blood<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>So, yeah: I&#8217;m lucky.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m also &#8211; as I was recently reminded &#8211; privileged.<\/p>\n<p>See, for the last few months, I&#8217;ve been laboring under a <em><strong>terrible<\/strong><\/em> first-world problem: with my new job (great pay, coworkers, and benefits), wonderful wife I love spending time with (often watching great genre TV over a fast internet connection), three amazing kids who like spending time with me, and a new puppy to hang out with, it&#8217;s difficult to find enough time to work on my next novel <em>and<\/em> schedule some gaming.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cdn.meme.am\/instances\/500x\/58618224.jpg\" alt=\"Yeah, I know.\" \/><\/p>\n<p>How <em>can<\/em> I go on under such a burden&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, I recently had a chance to get a little gaming in via Roll20\/Hangouts &#8211; a classic scenario I&#8217;d never had the chance to play, using a system I really enjoy.<\/p>\n<p>And folks, I&#8217;m here to tell you: it was like jumping headfirst into raw sewage.<\/p>\n<p>Basically, take every negative gamer stereotype &#8211; every negative &#8216;-ism&#8217; &#8211; stack it up in a single online chat room, and squeeze the whole mess down a wire and into your comfortable white earbuds. I should have known what was coming just by how many participants were using <a href=\"http:\/\/nymag.com\/following\/2015\/11\/dreaded-anime-avatar-explained.html\">anime characters as their profile icons<\/a>, but I ignored the signs.<\/p>\n<p>It reminded me I was lucky; virtually every group I&#8217;ve been a part of, <em>including<\/em> the all-white-cis-male yet polite and respectful college Star Wars group (which high character I attribute largely to our excellent GM) &#8211; has made it hard for me to really understand how <strong>bad<\/strong> the worst representatives of my hobby can be.<\/p>\n<p>It also demonstrated (again, as though I needed proof) that I am privileged, because no matter how terrible the table talk got, <em>I<\/em> never felt threatened. <em>I<\/em> never worried I might become the target of the group&#8217;s verbal abuse, because there was literally no version of The Other that could <em>make<\/em> me a target. I was <em>safe<\/em> and, in this context and with these kinds of people, I would always <em>be<\/em> safe in ways that so many of my friends would not.<\/p>\n<p>It made me nauseous.<\/p>\n<p>I left, of course, and spent time in the days after talking with the group organizer(s) and a couple of the players about <em>why<\/em> I left, and I honestly think the talking did some good, and will change the culture in that group, even if I never go back (which I certainly won&#8217;t).<\/p>\n<p>And maybe that matters. Maybe it changes something, somewhere, and may make someone else&#8217;s life a little less terrible. I hope so.<\/p>\n<p>In the meantime, I&#8217;m writing this to say thank you to everyone who&#8217;s made me lucky; who&#8217;s helped an ignorant white farm boy from the very middle of Middle America open his mind a little and love Difference &#8211; love the strange and unfamiliar and uncomfortable Other.<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;ve made my world better, and I promise I&#8217;ll keep trying to do the same for you.<\/p>\n<p>All these games, fighting monsters.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s really time to apply what we&#8217;ve learned.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m lucky. Actually, more than that: I&#8217;m privileged. 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