Violent Video Games are Too Much Like Cleaning My Apartment

Most video games you start out in an area, kill a bunch of bad guys, and then move to a different area where you kill more bad guys. What you have, when you’re done, is a bunch of areas with no bad guys and a lot of video game points. Usually the bad guys are willing to fight you to death, regardless of the stakes.

If we have to play violent video games at all, and to be fair, they are just games, but what I’d like to see from these violent video games: is that the reward (points, experience, whatever) should come from achieving some goal regardless of whether or not you actually kill any enemies. The enemies should actually try to stop you from achieving the goal. This puts the player in actual conflict with the antagonist and gives the enemies something to do other than “be farmed by the player.”

The antagonist should have limited resources and pay a price for fighting to the last man. The software developer should design tactics to meaningfully oppose the player in the environment given the goals of each party. The story arc of the game should at least flex based on the player’s ability to achieve goals with minimal losses.

Or, you know, next time I’m having company over I’ll just pretend that the laundry and papers on my floor are actually mages and templars. Could work.

Ironic teenage arsonists hit my local library while I was reading this book.

In February I read this novel, The Word Exchange by Alena Graedon. It’s (well, I would describe it as) near-future science fiction, in which an out-of-control corporation tries to buy out (and burn) all the competing dictionaries. Apparently the word “dictionary” refers both to the physical book that contains definitions, and also to the company that makes the dictionary, and possibly also to the building that houses the company that makes the dictionary. I’m not sure.

Anyway, to add to the fun, Evil Corporation inexplicably decides that bioterrorism would be a good way to popularize it’s product. Because, you know, it worked for Standard Oil, and Microsoft. So there’s a deadly word flu virus spreading and causing people to spontaneously invent nonsense words for ordinary things that already have good old-fashioned normal words.

Queue the main character, whose father works for the Good Dictionary, whose ex-boyfriend words for Evil Corporation Incorporated, and who has some other friends who do things, but basically, that.

If, like me, you enjoy an alternate universe in which a character’s opinions about the role of language in society are both foundational to all of the rest of that character’s morality and also predict their ultimate fate, then this is a really fun novel. If, like me, you don’t mind that there might be significant subtext to the story that is flying completely over your head because the author is probably writing for an audience who knows a lot more than you do about words and the study of language, then you won’t mind this novel.

Anyway, I enjoyed reading the novel, and I told my friends about it while I was reading it, and now I’m telling the entire Internet about it after I read it. So apparently it’s good. Honestly though, when I finished, it wasn’t so much a feeling of “wow that was an amazing novel” as it was “wow I can wait to see what this author does next.”


Richard Dawkins, Can We Please Just Not?

Richard Dawkins wants the logical people of the world to use hypothetical constructs instead of actual facts:

Two miners are trapped underground by an explosion. They could be saved, but it would cost a million dollars. That million could be spent on saving the lives of thousands of starving people. Could it ever be morally right to abandon the miners to their fate and spend the money on saving the thousands? Most of us would say no. Would you? Or do you think it is wrong even to raise such questions?

Of course it’s wrong to raise such questions. In the real world, we have more than one million dollars. It’s not logical to engage in discourse where we exclude knowledge about the real world. If you don’t believe that, why have you spent so much time and energy refuting religious nonsense?

Your hypothetical situations are not logical puzzles. They provide no axioms from which logical conclusions may be attained. They are, on the contrary, psychological trickery designed from the get-go to instigate despair by removing us from a universe in which reason is useful.

This whole conversation started because you were on twitter demanding the right to talk about what kinds of rape are worse than what other kinds of rape. And then twitter did what twitter does and now you feel the need to explain yourself.

So let me ask you.

As an atheist and a rational thinker, do you believe in human sacrifice?

I ask because, maybe, if you could demonstrate how you would actually use your knowledge of comparative rape badness to help real non-hypothetical people in the real non-hypothetical world, some of the people blowing you up on twitter would come forward to help you make those determinations.

But instead you’re giving us a laundry list of fantasy worlds where some people have to be sacrificed. Most of us followed your twitter because we wanted to get away from that shit.


All User Interfaces Should Be Designed for Albert Einstein

Think about it.

  1. Professor Einstein is the ultimate non-technical user. He’s never seen a personal computer before. He doesn’t understand any computing metaphor or jargon. The application must teach him everything he needs to know, and he should get the greatest possible value out of everything he is forced to learn.
  2. Professor Einstein has enormous demands on his time, especially with the war heating up. The software must not pester the Professor for attention, require him to memorize or research trivial data, and it must not malfunction if left unsupervised.
  3. Professor Einstein is intensely curious about the world, including your newfangled software. The software must not condescend to the Professor by making decisions on his behalf, nor can it be allowed to keep secrets or play tricks on him. Don’t anger the Professor by creating an inscrutable black box.
  4. Only Professor Einstein understands the value of his data — literally. Ask him before you do anything that might compromise his security. For example, uploading the Professor’s passwords to a remote server where Nazi spies might find them would be evil, even if it is really convenient to have a backup.

Of course, these recommendations can conflict with each other, but you can balance conflicting concerns if you practice a little creativity, maturity, and empathy.

Did willfully create a disturbance . . .

Last week I was arrested and charged with 2nd degree trespassing, failing to disperse on command, and “creating a disturbance in the North Carolina State Legislative Building with loud singing and yelling and/or displaying unauthorized signs.”

I didn’t go to the general assembly to “get arrested.” I went there because my government is hurting people and I want them to stop.

I did not consent to be handcuffed, locked up, paraded in chains, or any of that. I anticipated that these things would happen, and I did not resist or disrespect the officers. I believe that police officers deserve a workplace where they are safe and free from harassment and fairly compensated, just like everyone else who works. But my view is that when they arrested me, that was a wrongdoing on their part.

My state representatives are doing sad and hurtful things to my fellow citizens. Among these are: interfering with people’s ability to vote, sabotaging our public schools, and cruelly denying health care to women.

This comes one year after the constitutional amendment to ban gay marriage in our state, even though gay marriage is already illegal. Nevermind the nonsense about banning Sharia law (really, what is the state constitution even for?) but explicitly allowing an official religion (presumably not Islam) in our state.

I love my state and I hurt for what my representatives are doing in my name. I don’t feel that I trespassed last week. It was my government that was trespassing on human dignity.

Cats are Parasites

Cats are parasites.

Dogs, by comparison, enjoy a mutually beneficial symbiosis with humans. The dog benefits from the human’s technology and problem solving skills while the human benefits from the dog’s keen instincts and senses.

Cats use their cuteness and meows to mimic helpless human newborns, tricking their humans into giving them food and affection. In exchange the human gets false sense of reproductive success. They are brood parasites, no different from a baby Cuckoo bird.

I write these things as an enthusiastic cat owner. I love my cats and lavish them with lots of treats and petting. They are my babies and I can’t imagine life without them.