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Mar. 4th, 2011
Afghanistan...
Mar. 4th, 2011 12:33 amTW: Death of children discussion at link...
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHIT? WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK? WHY? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, US ARMY? WHAT THE EVER-LOVING FUCK!!!
JUST ---- FUCK!!!!
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHIT? WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK? WHY? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, US ARMY? WHAT THE EVER-LOVING FUCK!!!
JUST ---- FUCK!!!!
OH MY GOD, I'M GOING TO CRY
Mar. 4th, 2011 01:47 pm"A Penny Arcade fan at thefremen.blogspot.com wrote that he would no longer be reading the comic, and he then auctioned off all of his Penny Arcade books and merch on eBay. Several other geek blogs voiced their disapproval, including prior PAX speaker Wil Wheaton."
From: http://thephoenix.com/Boston/life/116456-gaming-rape-culture-and-how-i-stopped-reading-pe/?page=1#TOPCONTENT
Dear Wil Wheaton,
I love you. In the way a fangirl loves her favourite actor from her teen years, with that fond adoration that makes her get out that particular movie, even if it's crappy (Yes I'm talking about Toy Soldiers. And Mr. Stitch). You've always been funny, always been good to your fans, always been a generally nice guy.
But not approving of this sort of thing? It makes me more grateful than you ever know. It exists outside of the fan-actor framework. I'm in this moment, a hurt, tired, sad human being who sees that another human being gives a shit. And that makes me so *FUCKING GRATEFUL*. It makes me grateful that I don't have to give up the childish crush that I'd always been so happy with. I have always been able to say to people, "You know, my actor teen crush? He's a good guy. I can say that I picked a good person to crush on. He's awesome and I've never felt ashamed of adoring Wil Wheaton."
So keep being awesome, man. I'm sure you'll fuck up a thousand ways, we all do, but in this instance, you did the right thing. And I'm truly grateful.
Knowing you'll never read this but grateful, so I'm writing an open letter,
Napalm Nacey.
(The girl that many, many years ago, when you were on geocities, sent you that shopped picture of you as Dream from Sandman).
From: http://thephoenix.com/Boston/life/116456-gaming-rape-culture-and-how-i-stopped-reading-pe/?page=1#TOPCONTENT
Dear Wil Wheaton,
I love you. In the way a fangirl loves her favourite actor from her teen years, with that fond adoration that makes her get out that particular movie, even if it's crappy (Yes I'm talking about Toy Soldiers. And Mr. Stitch). You've always been funny, always been good to your fans, always been a generally nice guy.
But not approving of this sort of thing? It makes me more grateful than you ever know. It exists outside of the fan-actor framework. I'm in this moment, a hurt, tired, sad human being who sees that another human being gives a shit. And that makes me so *FUCKING GRATEFUL*. It makes me grateful that I don't have to give up the childish crush that I'd always been so happy with. I have always been able to say to people, "You know, my actor teen crush? He's a good guy. I can say that I picked a good person to crush on. He's awesome and I've never felt ashamed of adoring Wil Wheaton."
So keep being awesome, man. I'm sure you'll fuck up a thousand ways, we all do, but in this instance, you did the right thing. And I'm truly grateful.
Knowing you'll never read this but grateful, so I'm writing an open letter,
Napalm Nacey.
(The girl that many, many years ago, when you were on geocities, sent you that shopped picture of you as Dream from Sandman).
