#oneaday Day 839: Bad people get away with it

I think one of the most sobering parts of Becoming An Adult is coming to the unfortunate realisation that some people are just Bad People — and that, more often than not, they will get away with being Bad People, through some combination of money, power, influence and/or privilege.

I'm not speaking about anyone specific here (though heaven knows I have a depressingly large number of people in mind) but more just sort of making a general observation, particularly after seeing People Make Games' stellar piece of (video-based) journalism about Bobby Kotick floating across my feed today. It's a frustrating thing to realise, particularly when you were brought up to be a Good Person, and you've made significant efforts throughout your life to, as well as you are able, be that Good Person.

I've made mistakes along the way. We all have. My parents made mistakes at times when they were bringing me up, too, but I don't hold those against them. They were going through their own learning process at the same time I was learning how to function in society. I was learning how to be a Good Person; they were learning how to bring up a Good Person. (Although, granted, they had already done it once with my brother, ten years my senior.)

When you've spent your life making a specific effort to try and be a Good Person, though, including acknowledging the times when you could have done better, and reflecting on — sometimes agonising over — how you can avoid making the same mistakes in the future, it is frustrating, galling, infuriating to see the way some indisputably Bad People go through their lives. without a fucking care in the world about how they treat others or even how others see them, because the only thing that matters to them is themselves.

Being a Bad Person can take many forms, some of them more obvious than others. Some Bad People flout the laws of society, some ignore the demands of common decency, some simply cast the rules of politeness and etiquette aside. Some are more insidious; worming their way into a group and infecting it from the inside with their rancid attitudes and opinions. Some are up-front with their bigotry and lack of respect for people they see, for one reason or another, as "beneath" them. Others still are utterly deluded, believing that they have somehow done society a net good with what can laughably be called their "work", when in fact all they have done is filled their own pockets at the expense of others, often contributing a net negative to society and culture in the process.

The very worst Bad People, of course, do all of these things, and more besides. These people, unfortunately, exist; I have had the misfortune of encountering multiple of them in my lifetime. And perhaps most frustratingly of all, they keep getting away with it, because for one reason or another, no-one will confront them. No-one will stand up to them. No-one will give them a much-deserved punch in the face and tell them to stop being such an insufferable dickhead. Because it seems the one thing that Bad People are generally pretty good at is becoming powerful, influential, untouchable.

These people will never see consequences for their actions, behaviour and attitudes because everyone is too afraid of them. It sucks that this is the way the world works, and that these dickheads can just continue getting away with all the shitty things they do. But, unfortunately, that is the reality of life in 2026, and one of my least favourite parts of "growing up" over the years has been having to come to terms with that.

It sometimes makes me wonder why I've bothered. But at least I can look back on my own existence and reflect that, on the whole, I've done my very best to not ruin other people's experiences of living in this world we share, and that I am, overall, satisfied that I fall on the "good" side of the alignment chart. I doubt any of the people I have in my head right now do much in the way of introspection. If they did, I wonder if they could truly look upon what they find and say that they're completely and honestly happy with it?

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#oneaday Day 606: How evil is too evil?

Every new reveal from the Epstein files seems to bring with it brand new and exciting horrors to be disgusted by. It is unsurprising to see a veritable Who's Who of The Worst People In the World cropping up as having had contact with the rancid old paedo — and yet with every new name that bubbles up from the sewer, I find myself wondering, more and more, if anything is actually going to happen because of all this.

You'll forgive me for not having a lot of faith that these people will suffer any consequences whatsoever.

We live in a world where companies can just set fire to billions of dollars a year for a technology no-one wants, and where no amount of people going "please fuck off, please fuck off" will make them fuck off.

We live in a world where the President of the United States is demonstrably both an actual criminal and an incompetent fuckhead who shits himself in public, but nothing is done about either of these things — both of which, one would argue, should probably put him out of the running for being in charge of one of the most powerful nations on Earth.

We live in a world where the world's richest man proudly takes over what was once a good method of online communication and turns it into his own personal playground, where his antisemitic, CSAM-generating chatbot floods the world with disinformation and allows some truly vile examples of humanity to thrive. (At least, in this case, something is being attempted in response, though due to all of the other things I'm talking about today, I don't have much faith this will end in any other way than someone paying a lot of money to make it all just "go away".)

The world is dominated by rich people who are making existence for everyone except themselves objectively much, much worse. And I feel like they're going to get away with it. I know legal action takes time and money to come to fruition, and it's entirely possible that things are going on behind the scenes to bring some of these scumbags to some sort of justice, but I somehow doubt it at this point. I suspect what will happen is that some of them will get a slap on the wrist at most, and then maybe asked to pay some money that is a meaninglessly miniscule fraction of their total fortunes, and then we will all be expected to forget about everything.

As the quote frequently misattributed to Final Fantasy Tactics goes, "if the penalty for a crime is a fine, then that crime only exists for the lower class". It's true. If Elon Musk is made to pay even several million dollars by the French authorities for his CSAM-generating chatbot, it means nothing to him. Same for Donald Trump. Same for the myriad rich folks who engaged in barely literate email exchanges with Epstein about "partying" (and we know what that means, unfortunately) on his special paedo island, or how they were going to manipulate and fuck up the economy, politics, tolerance and inclusivity… the list goes on.

I'm open to being proved wrong on all this. But at the moment it feels like there simply isn't anyone to hold these rich fuckheads to account… aside from The People themselves. And, despite growing evidence that people in the States are willing to hit the streets when it really counts, I'm not sure The People have the motivation or the strength to be able to undo all this damage that's been done.

I hope one day we can look back on this period from a better place, and feel like we all learned something from it. After all, the world has recovered from terrible things before. But has anything ever really been quite like what we're dealing with right now…?

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#oneaday Day 86: Defiant Destiny

If you've read any fantasy (or, to a lesser extent, science fiction) novels or played any RPGs (pen and paper or computer-based) you'll be familiar with the concept of "Fate" or "Destiny", whatever you want to call it. The idea that everything that happens is part of a string of events that are "supposed" to happen, things that are planned out, destined to come to pass with an eventual goal which isn't necessarily completely clear.

It's a spiritual, quasi-religious sort of concept, I guess, but despite not being a religious type in the slightest, I'm a bit of a believer in the idea.

Or perhaps it's not Fate or Destiny. Perhaps it's simply the fact that everyone makes choices in their lives, and those choices have consequences that can continue to affect things months, even years, down the line. Not only that, but one person's choices can affect the lives of other people and the choices they make too. Without one simple little thing happening, things might be entirely different.

Take something as seemingly inconsequential as, say, joining Twitter. Without joining Twitter on whenever-it-was (a piece of information that I'm sure used to be easier to find out) there's a ton of things that would never have happened. It's entirely possible that the Squadron of Shame SquadCast wouldn't have happened and that the small but tight-knit community that has grown around that over at the Squawkbox wouldn't be what it is today. Without that happening, I might not have been spurred on to quit my job and try and "make it" writing—something which yes, I'm aware I still have some way to go on, but it is at least considerably further along than it once was. Without that happening, many of the events of the last year might not have happened, for better or worse. I might not have met a number of awesome people who have become very important to me (in very different ways to each other, I might add). And I might not be sitting here now wondering what the future holds in a positive, forward-looking manner rather than dreading it.

Of course, some may point out that some of the events in that sequence of things indirectly led to bad things happening, which means that without my joining Twitter in the first place I might be sitting in a very different place right now in an alternate timeline. But then that's where the question of "Fate" or "Destiny" comes in. Perhaps that's one key event that was "supposed" to happen in order to make all that other stuff come to pass. And even the bad stuff, in that case, happened for a reason to lead me on towards some sort of eventual future awesomeness that hasn't quite happened yet but feels like it's finally starting to get there.

You can really over-think things if you're not careful. Live in the moment. Do what seems right. Tackle the consequences as they come. Life will throw you challenges and big, steaming lumps of shit along the way, but at some point, eventually, you'll find yourself on the pathway to something that's "right", something where your eventual goal is clear, if far away.

Am I on that pathway yet? Couldn't say. But I know that for the first time in a long while, I'm looking forward to finding out.

#oneaday, Day 250: No!

The most difficult word to pronounce in the English language is not the one with the most syllables. For starters, opinion differs on exactly which word is the longest and most complicated one. "Floccinaucinihilipilification" is right up there, for one, but then "guar hydroxypropyltrimonium chloride" is pretty long too, but it is a shampoo ingredient and technically three words. Then there's some weird science thing called "pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis" which picky Scrabble players reject because it doesn't fit on the board and is also a word made up by SCIENCE! which therefore doesn't count.

In fact, the most difficult word to pronounce in the English language is "no". One of the shortest words there is. You can't get much shorter than one syllable really. You could say nothing, but then you're, well, not saying anything. So we can establish that "no" is one of the shortest words out there. There are ones with less phonemes or whatever that nonsense they teach in primary schools is now, but… just no, okay?

The reason "no" is a difficult word to pronounce is not because of its complexity. It is because of the emotional connotations. No is a negative, and using it often implies some sort of negative consequences.

Interactive Thought Exercise™ time! Consider how you would feel if you asked any of the following questions and the answer was "no":

Will you marry me?
Do you like me?
Is this picture I've drawn you the best thing you've ever seen?
Would you like to play Scrabble with me?
I know we've only known each other a little while, but I really like you so I thought it'd be kind of cool if we could go and, you know, grab some coffee sometime or whatever and then see what happens—what do you say?

But then what everyone forgets is that, paradoxically, "no" can actually have positive connotations too.

Interactive Thought Exercise™ time again! Consider how you would feel if you asked any of the following questions and the answer was "no":

Is it cancer, Doctor?
Do I look fat in this dress?
Have you ever been to bed with a better lover than me?
Have you ever seen anything more impressive than that awesome thing I just did?
Is there ever going to be another series of The X-Factor?

The thing is, though, it's easier to focus on negative things than positive things. Who knows why this is? It appears to be one of those things that is bundled under the heading of "human nature" when neither the scientists or the psychologists can be arsed to work out exactly why it happens. But it happens, regardless. Sometimes we want to say "no" to something because we don't want to do it, because it makes us uncomfortable or perhaps because the prospect of it terrifies us. But we don't. Because we put ourselves in the shoes of the person who is asking us something and we imagine how they'd feel or react if we said "no" to them. We don't want to hurt their feelings or look like a dick.

Chances are, of course, they wouldn't react in the way we were thinking. And a key part of learning to be assertive is learning how to say "no" to these things. But it's still difficult.

Of course, some people have absolutely no problem saying "no" to anything and everything. And, like their brothers and sisters who argue with everything, regardless of context? We also call these people assholes.