Deniable truth

There is one that a lot of people seem to forget about the internet. Not everything that’s created on it is real. I suppose it’s pretty difficult to tell when something is based on reality, or a character. But when there’s so much of it to consume on a daily basis, one can’t help but eventually latch onto anything and keep it familiar. But if you pay attention to something long enough, you eventually become emotionally attached to it. It’ll resonate, you’d want to believe it.

The problem with that: Whatever it is you like, it’s no longer given the freedom to be anything else that it can be. It’s only allowed to be what you want it to. Continue reading

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I like having the ability to write articles, and offer different and/or new ways to look at something. Especially since these are trying times. (i.e. The internet revelation of people not realizing how often they take the ability to complain for granted). But that’s just the times we live in. I tell myself over and over again that I’m tired of it, I’m done paying attention, but then I want to write about it.

So now we’re here.

One of the things that I seem to notice, is that I never really notice things. I suppose I’m ignorant or a oblivious but I know better. I choose not to look for things that may be racist or sexist, because there’s always two sides to everything. So when someone cries wolf to the potentially offensive, I always end up looking at something in a completely different way. I was surprised at the very beginning of this article on Cracked: 6 Sexist Video Game Problems Even bigger than breasts.  Continue reading

sometimes a joke is just a joke.

The internet has a strange idea of what an entrepreneur is. Facebook monetizes your existence alive or dead. You can make a living off of being a D-bag to celebrities. Presumably, I can call myself an entrepreneur if I have a constant flow of traffic to this blog and hope you click on adds. (There could probably also be a donate or subscription button for when I ever go crazy. Let’s be honest here, I’ve been thinking about it.)

The internet is a weird place that nobody understands. If the Dot-com bubble was any indication, there will be people to take advantage of anyone willing to throw money at them, if there’s a large enough in-crowd. Continue reading

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

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It’s always interesting to recognize something as a phenomenon. Thousands of people come together as if a deity descended upon them in the form of cheese bread. Or rather the face on the cheese bread. For a time these people are believers in the most irrational thing. Their lives, for that moment, are a vacuum. That’s the feeling I got this weekend, as the eve of Grand Theft Auto V ( or ‘five’ as I like to call it) descended upon us mortals. It seems crazy. The release date was known for quite some time, yet the hype-train rolled through, only recently, like a raging buffalo.

That’s the best part though, spending the weekend reminiscing everything about a franchise that exists on it’s own. There’s been countless open world games since, perhaps even before GTA III. But no matter how many are out there, or possibly do it better, GTA exists on it’s own. There’s something to be said about that, because It is a franchise that has become bigger than you’d expect it to be. I always recall the driving being the worst part. The last game had even more questionable gameplay mechanics, but Rockstar makes their games their way, and that’s what sets them apart/stand alone. Continue reading

age career and education

This is a month old, but looking at Marketing Magazine’s ‘Top 30 under thirty‘ I can’t help but feel a weight tugging at my brain, leaving me slightly despondent. I shouldn’t though because it’s for the Canadian Marketing industry, and it’s something I have very little interest in. I suppose the most obvious thing about it is what gets under my skin. I’m 29 years old today.

Granted, this isn’t the first batch of game changing youngsters out there. I’m sure you can look anywhere on the internet and find an equivalent. The point is, that these are stories about young adults that are doing something significant at their age. They exist, they are fascinating and that is perfectly fine. Continue reading

Think the same.

I had the time this morning to think about it. Wanting to write a piece about the iPhone 5S/C.  Going into these weird paragraphs where I feel so conflicted whenever Apple introduces something new. I am the willing owner of a Macbook, iMac and iPhone. Sometimes I’m not sure why. My reasons for buying an iPhone are more personal then I would talk about. But now that I own one, I might as well sit here and keep watch for anything they offer in the future. I feel dirty though, my reasons to stick with it are because I’ve already bought so much apps, so the desire to buy into a different phone are always waning. How else will I be able to use all these apps that I bought?

When the iPhone 5 first came out around this time last year. I walked into work, I pulled out my 4S in one hand and held the 5 in the other. If you were to ask me if there was a difference between the two, I wouldn’t have been able to give you an answer.

Okay, so maybe one of the phones was longer. Continue reading

Builds Character

Sometimes I have to wonder if it’s really just an obsession. The video game industry is in a weird spot right now where it has to decide how it wants to grow up. When we’re looking back, Movies, comics, television, music etc have all gone through this period where they’ve had to stand up to some kind of ideals for how their medium should be portrayed.

Games are not a special case by any means, it’s the medium ‘who’s turn it is’ to go through this process. But this is the thing that makes it weird: The complaints directed towards video games, are often in correlation to the mediums before it. The core component to a video game is it’s gameplay. Gameplay is often times never controversial. I know in the back of my head I should be thinking about shooters, and how that is often the center of controversy. But that’s more of a study in the mental health and stability of people, plus bad parenting. Continue reading

Newsrooms and Broomsticks

While everyone else I know is on the edge of their seat for Breaking Bad, I’m patiently waiting. Tweets about a dying man’s journey as a crime cooker, come ever so closer to an end this September. Even though I can say that I’ve finally watched the first season at least, my attention belongs to a different show… for one more week.

The Newsroom has been one of those shows that is remarkably niche. There really doesn’t seem to be anyone outside of this apartment, whom I know, that watch this show. Normally that’s something that makes me feel kind of awesome somehow. While everyone and their grandma is wondering #AmIUnderArrest, I get to watch the news that I’ve already seen a year ago. Complete with a bonus behind the scenes work around, and interesting/unnecessary drama. Continue reading

Let’s just try something

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There’s a secret part inside everybody that deems themselves to be a ‘writer’, or a ‘journalist’ of some kind. It’s a lot like the millions of people out there that claim they’re a photographer, but only a handful of people can really get it. For a long time, I’ve never actually considered calling myself a writer until I moved to Vancouver, British Columbia (Just short of Vancouver, Washington. I kind of can’t get over that. Did the state of Washington look at that and figure they could have a Vancouver too? I bet that place is over shadowed. Feel free to tell me cool stories though, if you live there/ been there).

While I spent years thinking that acting was the most amazing thing I was ever capable of, single handedly ignoring every other talent I seem to have. over the years I’ve noticed that I get a lot more joy out of talking. Countless people in my life have taught me this. I know it has something to do with the amount of years I’ve spent looking at internet websites, because I really feel like that is something that we just don’t do anymore, as a society. It’s almost as if it’s just another dying art-form. Continue reading