You can’t you just make an ass out of yourself. So fess up, make the corrections, and let the dweebs have their snits.
I thought I was ready to blog, but the post just before this one is a mess, it needs to be redone and it will be redone..
I’ve been through some stress recently, and that stress is thanks to an oreo. A real life oreo. For those of you who don’t know what an oreo is, an oreo is a person who is black on the outside and white inside. Even worse, this honkey is a stale oreo.
He is so full of it that if he got an enema he could sleep in a cupboard. The worst part of it is, he’s convinced I’m a nigger.
I resent that, I resent that greatly. Getting treated like a nigger by anyone, but most especially an oreo is aggravating, and helps me understand what others are dealing with when they talk about how they get treated. I don’t give a fuck if you’re God’s answer to the heart-break of psiorisis, you don’t treat people like shit.
His big problem is the fact he won’t accept that I can be autistic. Autism is for small children, and by some miracle vanishes when they become adults, Hate to tell you this, Mr. Thomas, but there are autistics alive tody who are older than me, and we have our problems. Even when you’re 120 it’s a problem and a damn disability. The fact I’m now 63 has no bearing on my abilityto handle the stress life hands me, and when I’m 93 I’ll still have the same problem.
What do you do about idiots like him? How do you get though to Mr. Occluded that people like you exist, and they can’t get rid of you or make them do what you want? How do you handle a stuck up, perverted, bigoted, biased, prejudiced fool. How do you deal with an ass.
On Monday I’ll be talking with my clinic about getting some counseling, and for a referral to an agency other than the one Uncle Thomas works for. And why do I call him Uncle Thomas? Because that’s what he is.
Oppression stinks on ice, and to deny a disability just because the disabled person happens to be of a race and gender you refuse to admit can be disabled unless that disability is bleedin’ obvious can only mean that you are of the worst kind of racist there is. I’m white and I’m male. That means fuck all to my autism and my autism means I have a disability. A disabilty compounded by being white and male. To such as this oreo we can’t exist and so we can be abused outrageously
But I’m starting to ramble, and that’s not good when I’ve actually got something to say. I can only say is that if you are having to deal with your own Uncle Tom, your own honkey regardless of the color of his skin, refuse to tolerate his shit and walk out. Keep your parting words short, keep them pithy, and make sure they make it clear your disgusted with his hostility. Maybe a simple, “You disgust me.”? He wants details, then you can go into details.
But that’s enough for now. Give me some time to get over this and I’ll be back to producing material of quality. Till then I wish you all a good day, and I hope the only upset you have to deal with is a matter of choosing between ketchup and musterd on your hot dog.
How we understand things depends in large part on how we see them. That to a good degree depends on how we frame them, and that relies to a great extent on how they are explained to us but those who first introduced us to the subject.
The creationist rejects evolution because the very idea of evolution contradicts what he was told early in life of how it all began. The skeptic rejects the existence of the sasquatch because he was told earlier that such an animal could not exist in North America because their ancestors had no was to get here from Asia. In both cases, creationist and skeptic, their rejection of the respective ideas comes from what they had earlier learned, and education they have accepted on the authority of those who taught it.
In the field of role playing guides—RPGs—our first exposure to how our characters are described in numerical terms came in the RPG Dungeons & Dragons—D&D. The a character is described in terms of 6 characteristics ranging in value from 3 to 18—which suffices in an RPG that was limited to figures presented on the human scale, but which sort of breaks down when an individual appears in a much larger size.
The characteristics also selected to represent a character present a further problem, for not everybody has the same understanding of what they mean. A term such as “Strength” or “Intelligence” do have a certain meaning, but not everybody understands them exactly the same way. In addition, our characteristics are also held to represent different aspects of us. Strength represents the physical, Intelligence the mental, but when you get right down to it both can be said to be representations of the physical, with Intelligence representing how capable a person is in what he has in the way of brain capacity and his ability to use it.
How characteristics are determined also frames how we see them. When a player rolls 3d6 for each in a particular order he may sometimes end up with such as Strength and Dexerity having values of 18 and 3 respectively; which is possible in reality, but often indicates a serious problem in the individual.
By and large our statistics tend to be interconnected. The genius is very often strong as well as smart. In his case the Physical is related to the Mental. There are exceptions, but most are rare.
In the end we are all integrated as individuals. Good health most often means good coordination, good strength, good intelligence, good wisdom, and good social skills. With but a few exceptions being smart also means being wise—except among the young, and being wise often means being skilled in social situations.
But our tendency is to segregate the characteristics because that is how we were taught to deal with them. In addition in some RPGs the designer takes the practice to an extreme, with FATAL for example presenting a total of 20 characteristics in five groups, which don’t always have a role to play in all but a few occasions.
Then you have one such as Mythus, where the Attribues—as they are called—represent interconnected aspects of a figure; such as how capable he could be, how powerful he is, and how swiftly he can bring an aspect or Category into play. But because of how we were taught to see characteristics in an RPG we tend to ignore that in favor of how we were told to handle such matters.
The fact that RPGs began originally as wargames also affects how we view them, for in a wargame the goal is to engage in combat. Even when the attempt is made to make social aspects a part of play we tend to present such as a part of conflict, a part of combat, the mechanics we use shaped to resemble how combat is handled. We either won’t see that there are other ways of handling it, or we can’t see.
You get right down to it, it is our stubbornness that limits how we can handle matters, for we much prefer to handles things in certain ways having learned earlier in life that that is how you do it.
And in case you’re wondering, this does need to be rewritten because I kind of wobbled about with it. I let the stream of consciousness stuff carry me away. But you can look at this as an example of my thinking on the subject and do some thinking of your own. Call this a rough draft and let your mind wander afield.
Much to my surprise I got a donation. The donor prefers to be anonymous, so he shall remain unnamed. So at the moment I’m 25 dollars closer to my goal, which convinces me that actually producing material is a good thing.
You’re welcome to donate yourself. You’re also welcome to comment as well. Cash I can spend. Encouragement just encourages me, and for the most part to keep working on Mythus and other matters.
And now I need to shut this down and get some sleep. I hope you’re all doing well and whatever is happening in your life gives you encouragement.
I may change my mind later, but at the moment I think this is ready to go. Yes, I have decided to simplify matters, and to consolidate all my production blogs into one. So now all you need to remember is Mythusmage Today.
I may have one more feature to add, a forum. But that can wait for later