Gamer Grating

Shorter: Gamer-gate.

Below the fold is a  repost of a (attempted) comment I made to a post at a website touting the “Tracking and Mocking of the New Misogyny” in response to the backlash against the “women in gaming” coalition that seem determined to mislead a lazy and gullible US media into a distracting corner.

Meanwhile, women suffering honest-to-goodness violence and repression outside the rarified world of online gaming are the real victims.  Why are these hyper-sensitive new era flowers are so outraged about a tiny thorn in their toe while the serious violence against women is a much greater unresolved problem?  I dunno.  I guess I don’t think enough like a gamer girl to be able to figure this one out.  It looks like a whole lot of personal aggrandizement and manufactured victimhood for the most part.  Maybe I’m sensitized by the fact that it’s the same weak strategy they manufactured for use against the top men in the skeptic movement?  To wit:

Editorial Conundrum

I’m in a bit of an editorial quandary.  Last year I ran a pro-wind piece extolling the virtues of sustainable wind power.  I don’t claim any special expertise on the subject other than being surrounded by a sea of these devices here in the Umwelt-sensitive district of Munsterland.   That said, I am in extremely close proximity to these devices.  They’re everywhere.   My enthusiasm for the technology caught the attention of some anti-windfarm group because there’s been an attempt to inject some anti-wind propaganda into the comment thread on that piece.

I’ve never blocked or banned a comment on this blog that wasn’t outright spam.  I even let the haters and the trolls take their shots.  I am willing to risk the potential of PTSD because, as a Vietnam-era service member, I know that shell shock is a risk of battle.  It’s been that way for men as long as there have been men.  But I digress.  This is not about my particular sensitivity to criticism or inability to take as good an ad hominem homo-baiting as the best of the Tea Party ‘tards has to offer.  It’s about whether I give exposure to what I consider is a coordinated attempt at consumer misinformation and propaganda.

Part of me wants to expose the anti-wind shill/idiot(s) involved.  Another part of me is reluctant to give them any publicity at all.  It’s an editorial conundrum I’ve not encountered in the past.  I’ve reviewed the material and visited the websites of the links that were attempted to be placed in my comment section and find them to be total rubbish and some of the more transparent anti-wind FUD propaganda I’ve ever seen.

About the only crazy claim not being made by these lunatics is that the windmills are somehow dragging down the rotational speed of the the Earth.

Just to give you one example of something we’re all suppose to be deathly afraid of?  The possibility of an out-of-control fire in one of these generators!!  As if a relatively small fire once in a blue moon, on a tower a high up in the middle of a field somewhere is suppose to be more scary than global warming or nuclear accident?  Give me a break.  It’s insulting.

Even though it would be fun to deconstruct the rather transparent attempts at misdirecting the public discussion on renewable wind power generation, I am going to set it aside for now unless prodded to do otherwise by an overwhelming request from the masses.

Enjoy.

 

Raping Atheists II

It seems I finally got enough attention to make the official “fair game” list over at the internet femintology silo of PZ Myers and his singing sycophants.  Somebody over there remembers that a long time ago, in a faraway land, I used to comment on their site.  It’s actually been many years now since I was banned from PZ’s forum. I don’t know whether his recollection is tainted by time, age or syphilis, but it’s as far from reality as most everything else he posits these days.

Folks who follow me know that I end all my posts with Enjoy.  Even my Tweets.  Is “the cloud” running out of space? Who is that harming? As to the charges of nonstop spamming?

Bogus

Probably the closet thing to a rape charge PZ could come up with on short noticed, since I haven’t been photographed anywhere within five hundred miles of his hoary mob in my life, nor are there any inconvenient rape threats emanating from my IP address. Not that it would stop him or the FTBullies from invoking their creative proclamations in that direction.   After all, it’s what they do for a living.  What’s missing from PZ Myers wild ass innuendo is what’s always missing.  Evidence in support of his statements.

We already know PZ defines rape as a women getting her glass refilled with wine, but now we can add to that a redefinition of “spamming” that includes adding what amounts to a twenty character signature tag to the end of two hundred word comments.  The man has no morals.

Call to Arms

I’d be quite open to Mr. Shermer’s legal defense team contacting me.  Perhaps a court order for the complete archive of all my prior activity on PZ’s blog would be helpful in documenting PZ’s ongoing pattern of dishonesty and deception toward detractors even outside the realm of rape charges.

The truth is already out there.

Enjoy.

Sunday Morning Services

Good morning to all my miscreant atheist friends!  Special blessings to those of you returning after having been here for our initial Sunday morning service last week!

As always, today’s sermon will focus on answering some of life’s most perplexing questions.

Who are these children who scheme and run wild and why do you tremble each time they ride by?

Prelude to Services

Guest Organist Harmonica: Ozark Mountain Daredevils

Like my mama said, you only live ’til you’re dead.

Shameful Non Self Promotion II

It hasn’t escaped my attention that my observations on the recently leaked video of the Atheism Plus helicopter gunship attack on Michael Shermer is as popular to my readers as it is loathed by the outlaws of Atheism Plus.

For the last couple years, I’ve documented the increasingly incestuous relationship between PZ Myer’s mix of outlaw atheism and Rebecca Watson’s Fear and Loathing brand of feminism.

Why I Don’t Matter

I’m a heteronormatively cisgendered male, giving my vast army of critics ALL the ammunition they feel is necessary to discredit me (and help keep their naked emperor from feeling the cold Minnesota draft on his aged and dangling nutsack.)

Ladies Night Out

So, enough of what I think of PZ Myers! If you haven’t figured it out by now you’re probably one of the people who gets down on their knees before bed every night praying that Sarah Palin will finally decide to run for President in 2016  (Run, Sarah, RUN!).  Let’s see what is being said (outside the echo chamber of PZ Myer’s and his baker’s dozen of hell-raising harlot apostles) by the saner female voices of skepticism:

174 Skeptic Women Speak Out

We do not find the community to be misogynist. We feel safe and welcome here.

EllenBeth Wachs

 Immediate Past President, Humanists of Florida; Founder, The Atheist Empathy Campaign

The Wooly Bumblebee

Atheist, Humanist, Activist, Writer, Wife & Mom

Renee Hendricks

Web Production Manager

Karla Porter

Human capital & new media, workforce development, HR, recruiting, digital marketing

Sara Mayhew

International award-winning mangaka, writer, illustrator, TED Fellow

With apologies to the other eleventeen hundred women of Atheism who favor fact and logic over fanaticism and pearl clutching and are not featured in this missive.

The first installment of my Shameful Non Self Promotion series.

Enjoy.