Day of the Rant

So I'm not the only one's who's reaching her breaking point.

There are two deliciously elegant rants I'd like to point out today. The first concerns video games, the second concerns sex. yay. sex.

As for video games, there's apparently some douche bag named Jack Thompson trying to step into Jonathan Swift's buckle shoes. He has a modest proposal for the video game industry. Anyone who makes his game about killing a video game publisher gets $10,000 donated to charity. Whee. There's more to the story, look here.
Essentially, the game involves Osaki Kim, a father whose son was beaten to death with a baseball bat by a 14-year-old gamer. The guilty party was only sentenced to life, even after finding a connection to video games and the murder, so O.K. (as Thompson abbreviates) goes on a killing spree to avenge his son he kills the publisher (Take This, a not-so-subtle reference to San Andreas publisher Take Two), followed by all parties involved in the trial, merchants of GameStop-like store and arcades and, of course, any cops that get in his way.

Clever, huh? No ordinary monkey with a keyword could ever come out with an idea like that, right?

I love Tim Buckley's from Ctrl Alt Del, a webcomic I adore, has a response. There's a comic version I really recommend here. And when you're done with that, read some more of his words. Look here.

An excerpt:
Ten-thousand dollars is a lot of money, and would really benefit some charities. But why would a video game company spend the millions of dollars it takes to design, develop, produce and market a video game, when they could just donate the ten grand themselves and be done with it? Why don't you offer something that would actually motivate these companies, such as offering to throw yourself off a cliff.

Anyway, for the record, I agree with keeping violent video games out of the hands of children under 18. Make it illegal for a minor to buy M-rated video games. That seems perfectly reasonable to me. However that is where the line is drawn.

I'm an adult, and if I want to play a video game that contains violence or sex, that's my constitutional right. And it's the right of the developers to create these games.

Don't start trying to fuck with the choices of adults, Jack, unless you're prepared to take on pornography, alcohol, cigarettes and gambling. And booze, cigs and poker have been proven to have negative mental and physical effects on people. You can't say that about video games.

And pornography... well porn is just great. Everyone loves porn.

Which brings me to rant number two, most of which I haven't finished reading yet. I found it on BoingBoing
You can have the whole cheerleading squad,
I want the girl in the tweed skirt and the horn-rimmed glasses:
Betty Finnebowski, the valedictorian.
Oh yes.
First I want to copy her Trig homework,
and then I want to make mad, passionate love to her
for hours and hours
until she reluctantly asks if we can stop
because she doesn't want to miss Battlestar Galactica.
Suma cum laude, baby!
That is what I call erotic.

The rest is here. Read it!

i *heart* porn.

Oh, and I saw an episode of Battlestar the other day with C, and while I liked it, Richard Hatch is so much the suck that I don't know if I'll be able to watch more. I'll complain more about him later.

Actors. It's like they think they're people or something.