2162: That Not-So-Wonderful Time of the Year

It seems to me that this holiday season has been, for many people, a period of inordinately, disproportionately Bad Times. I’ve had some shittiness to deal with myself, which I won’t go into here, but just from browsing my Twitter feed each day it’s clear that I’m not alone in having a tough time of it right now.

This post, then, is perhaps to reassure those who are feeling a similar way that they’re not alone, that there are other people out there who understand the way they are feeling, and who would hang out with them, play video games with them, share lewd pictures of anime girls with them and/or hug them as appropriate. I say this as someone who would enjoy all of the above with the people I’m talking about.

This holiday season feels like a highly concentrated form of the tension that has permeated all of 2015. There’s been a thoroughly unpleasant undercurrent of “walking on eggshells” with regard to political correctness, and it feels like it’s been coming to a head recently.

Arguments over whether or not Hermione in the Harry Potter series is black erupted today, with both sides attempting to claim some sort of moral superiority in a frankly rather childish, stupid and utterly pointless conflict that didn’t need to happen in the first place. But this is far from the only thing that’s been highly charged; even the new Star Wars movie became politicised, with some commentators making more of the fact that its leads feature a black person and a woman than the fact that, by all accounts, The Force Awakens appears to be something of a return to form for the series.

Among it all, the ever-bubbling conflict between the so-called “Social Justice Warriors” — blowhards who want to look like they’re saying the “right” things with regard to political correctness, but who are actually just seeking glory for themselves rather than having any real interest in changing society for the better — and people who just want to be left the fuck alone to enjoy whatever they want has continued, with the former group in particular continuing its trend of making wild accusations without any sort of proof, blaming all of society’s ills on “GamerGate” and “the Men’s Rights Activists” rather than taking the time to get to know any members of these groups and contemplate why they are at loggerheads.

This perpetual “culture war” makes me incredibly sad, because it has poisoned what used to be lively and interesting public discussion and debate over subjects such as video games. Anita Sarkeesian’s appearance on the scene, with her oh-so-brave step of saying that sometimes common tropes in video games favour men over women — while conveniently ignoring the hundreds, even thousands, of excellent female characters in gaming — acted as a catalyst for all manner of nutjobs to come out of the woodwork, and this whole movement seems to have grown in prominence by a huge amount in the last year. Fans of Japanese games and anime on social media are particularly perturbed that there are no mainstream sites remaining that are willing to give niche Japanese titles the time of day, instead preferring to look at them on a superficial level, brand them “sexist” or “misogynist” and move on, when in fact, in many cases, these “otaku games” are far more progressive than any bullshit these loudmouths might come up with. Seeing these discussions makes me all the more sad that I was strongarmed out of my position at USgamer, where, as many of you know, I ran a weekly JPgamer column, celebrating the weird and wonderful entertainment that our friends in the East — and the intrepid localisation teams — brought us.

It’s not so much the lack of media representation that saddens me in this instance, though; it’s the sense of alienation I feel when I see people that I thought were friends starting to spout ill-informed nonsense in the name of being “progressive”. Mockery, public shaming and similar behaviours are not progressive, and I cannot support them or anyone who condones them — speaking as someone who was bullied throughout school, and who suffered a horrendous targeted harassment campaign a couple of years back, I know what harm dogpiling can do to your wellbeing. It surprises and upsets me to see friends who once suffered the effects of being publicly humiliated by these assholes now joining their ranks and gleefully indulging in that sort of reprehensible behaviour. A case of “if you can’t beat them, join them” perhaps — but whether or not that’s the case, it still sucks to feel like you don’t know someone any more.

This post has rambled and perhaps got a little off-topic somewhere along the way, but all these thoughts are swirling around my head right now, and this holiday season feels like something of a focal point for all the misery, tension and discomfort that 2015 has brought to numerous people I know, including myself. The world feels like it’s getting worse, not better, and when you’re someone who tries their best to be a good person and not hurt anyone, this is exceedingly frustrating and upsetting.

Hopefully 2016 will be a better time for everyone, but at this stage I’m not particularly confident. I hope I end up pleasantly surprised.