Monday, January 5, 2009

It Is NOT "Just" A Game

“What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly. Heaven knows how to put a proper price upon its goods; and it would be strange indeed, if so celestial an article as Freedom should not be highly rated.”


Tell me you haven’t heard this kind of thing (quoted from Berin Kinsman, Uncle Bear, Jan 4, 2009): “There seems to be a lack of perspective that these are, ultimately, just games. Pleasant pastimes. Things we’re supposed to be doing for fun. Not saving the world. Not curing cancer. Not ending war or poverty. We aren’t debating politics and the best way to run the country. We’re not discussing religion or ethics or moral quandaries. We’re talking about playing games.”

Kind of smug, isn’t it? Certainly it’s dismissive. It’s exactly the sort of thing your parents and your teachers told you, trying to guilt you into a profession where you would be curing cancer. But old Uncle Bear just wants us all to get along and stop insulting one another. He’s disturbed by what he’s reading about this fun, pleasant activity.

Well … okay.

Let’s talk about what’s “important.”

I am in the entertainment profession. I write articles and stories whose purpose is to entertain readers so that they will be distracted long enough from their ordinary lives to look at the advertising on the facing page. It’s not saving the world. It’s not curing cancer. I don’t think there’s a chance that anything I write is going to end war or poverty. I’m not paid to write about politics or to tell anyone how to run the country. I write humour, not religion or ethics. The highest level of moral quandary I write about is ways to save your money.

But I am not playing games, nor are any of the people who pay me. Rather, they are making a rather impressive amount of money from their non-game playing activity, and in return they give me enough to let me fart around with the rest of my time. And some of that farting time is spent playing D&D.

It strikes me that it would be a pretty insipid thing to say that the entertainment industry is a load of dingo’s kidneys simply because it did not have as its mandate the curing of cancer. People spend quite a lot of money, time, effort and so on in order to BE entertained, a process which involves the existence of movie houses and theatres, concert halls, restaurants, casinos and strip clubs, along with the making of beer, spirits, drugs, a wide variety of confectionary, music, video games, tobacco, pornography and toys; if you add in the car that gets you there and the house where most of your entertainment occurs, we’re talking about the largest fundamental activity pursued by human beings. There are more prostitutes in the world than technicians striving to cure cancer.

And yet, with all that in the world, when I decide to play D&D for five hours on a Saturday night, everyone shows up.

That is, they’d rather play D&D than do drugs. And unless I’m mistaken, people are murdering one another over the circumstance of doing drugs.

But then, it’s all about perspective.

From my perspective, I spend approximately 25 hours a week working on material associated with D&D, which is a conservative estimate to be sure. I have been doing this since I was 15 years old, a total of 29 years, or 37,700 hours all told. This is an estimated four years of my life. It is also in addition to the amount of time I’ve spent running D&D, which on and off I would estimate as one fifth of that time. This last two years I have been running bi-weekly, or 52 times, or a total of 252 hours. I have six players who each play about 90% of the various sessions, so in total this is about 1,361 total entertainment hours that I’ve provided by running my little world. In terms of the cost of having dinner and a movie in order to spend a decent Saturday night, it is the equivalent of $9,266. And it is all free for my players. It costs them nothing.

If we’re going to compare the time spent in terms of my time, the time I don’t spend working but which I could spend working, if I felt the need to hunt up other publishers and produce more freelance material than I do—which I don’t because I’m working on D&D—then all told I am losing approximately $26,000 a year in potential revenue.

Do I give a rat’s ass? No, I don’t. Do I think my D&D world is worth any money? No, I don’t. I don’t think so because if I chose to charge my players they would stop coming. BUT they would rather come and play and spend their time and effort and passion destroying imaginary dragons and building imaginary castles. And if there were someone at the table making some fetid point that none of them should get up in arms about it, that someone would be told to kindly fuck himself with the nearest broom handle—and not by me.

Whenever anyone tries to ascribe VALUE on the basis of a thing's social importance, it is invariably a propagandistic attempt to curb opinion in favor of one’s own skewed perspective. The assumption here is that because your life does not depend on D&D, because no one’s life—cancer victims or politicians or what now—depends on D&D, it isn’t very important.

Which is one huge steaming pile of bull's shit. What right does someone have to tell you, or me, or anyone what they should or should not feel passionate about? What right does someone have to tell you that because it is “meant” to be fun, it isn’t ALSO very, very important to you? Important enough to shout about, and condemn those who are perceived to be dismissing it or ruining it? What right does someone have to tell you how passionate you’re allowed to be about something?

Isn’t the most annoying person in the world the one who, when tempers flare and people get excited about something they care about, asks plaintively, “Can’t we all just get along?” Don’t you want to beat that person repeatedly for failing to “get it?”

Life is not about getting along. Life is competition, conflict and the desire to challenge other people’s beliefs and to be challenged on the basis of those beliefs, to smash away at one another, using our minds without fear to choose the right course. Because passion is fearless. It is not simpering, begging cries of “Enough,” it is pounding one’s shield with one’s axe and shouting, “MORE, MORE, MORE, BRING IT ON, COME ON YOU CHICKENSHIT MOTHERFUCKERS!”

Christ I love this game.

13 comments:

kaeosdad said...

I don't want to add fuel to your fire so here's some water...

Why get so worked up over someone's opinion only to produce a rant that is at least twice as long and filled with a bunch of huffing and puffing about how someone shouldn't tell you what to do and then concluding the rant by telling everybody else what life is about.

I know only some basics of Taoist teachings, but I'm pretty damn sure that your ranting goes against the traditional beliefs of Taoism.

I'm also pretty damn sure I'm going to not respond to any long winded reply to this comment so take it for what it's worth.

Ryan said...

I have been told by people not to take my game so seriously, and then watched those people get into a near-screaming argument over their favorite football teams. I guess everyone else's hobby looks silly or unimportant from the outside.

I like where your head is at, though... for some of us, this is our very favorite thing in the world. I, too, have spent countless hours and dollars on gaming relating materials, and to me it *is* more important than a simple "pastime."

Carl said...

You certainly are passionate, sir.

I've given up on other D&D websites. I'm about ready to give up on D&D and head back to my first love, Sci Fi.

Strix said...

Clovis does have a point, but it hasn't been presented in a very mature manner.

Some people have hobbies Clovis. I know a guy who spends $3-$4K out of pocket every year to tune his import car and race it at the track. Despite the fact that he is a crappy driver with no mechanical aptitude and has never won a race. I know people who spend thousands on skiing every year. Perhaps Clovis should consider posting on those blogs instead.

I spent $35 on a set of used rule books 10 years ago and about $20 on pop and munchies for 4 hours of entertainment twice a month. That's cheaper than any other hobby I've ever had. It's cheaper than going out for pints after work.

I work a full time job and part time doing freelance work. I need a break every now and then and my family understands.

K. Forest said...

I would just slay that troll and be done with it, Alexis.

GreyEyedGoddess said...

I normally don’t do this, but there are so many glaring issues with the “input” provided by clovis that I must:

1)
The extra $ 26,000 per year is at his age now (clearly, forgoing D&D as a teenager (in school) would not have netted him an additional $ 26,000) …..and I might add, the income would be from writing, a skill for which DMing actually can enhance (descriptions, clarity), not to mention the research and other transferable skills that make a good DM
- in other words - it could be argued he would not be as good a writer or
researcher if it were not for the years he has played and DMed D&D
2)
Could it be possible that he actually plays D&D with his wife and children….and if so would that not mean that there is an additional benefit being derived that can not be reduced to the mere “profit” of the event?
3)
With regards to the “security” and “educational opportunity” remark, why would you assume that there is a lack of security? Or educational opportunity?
4)
Concerning your comment regarding “squad of losers”: this is purely a grammatical issue for me, you see if you must throw mud, you could at least use the proper word. Was there any indication in the post that Alexis had ceased to “entertain” the “squad of Losers”? No, there was not, your comment should read “You choose”,
5)
“Why I gave up RPGs a decade ago”---Except now, rather than playing, you troll around blogs waiting to post insulting, ignorant, and poorly worded comments…yes, you certainly are making better use of your time now
(good choice).

Carl said...

I think Clovis is bitter and wishes he had a DM as cool as you, Alexis.

One of the big reasons I could maintain a D&D group in college is that a night of gaming was considerably cheaper and more fulfilling than going out and drinking at the bars. We bought our snacks and beer at the grocery store and gamed until the sun came up.

Yes, there were girls there. :-)

Carl said...

You know, this bugs me more every time I read it.

If I had a nickel for everyone who snorted when I mentioned that I've been hosting an RPG group for over 10 years, who in turn either belonged to a fantasy football league or wore the jersey of their favorite stick-and/or-ball player at least once a week or had a poster of some race car in their office, I'd be wealthy.

Telling me it's just a game that I shouldn't take so seriously? How dare they! How dare they make fun of my hobby when theirs is, arguably, even more ridiculous but happens to enjoy mainstream support. NASCAR fans who can name the third-string tire changers for Rousch have no business making fun of people who play D&D.

And you there! NFL fan! How dare you tell me that D&D is silly! You're living vicariously through a bunch of guys that you'd find have NOTHING in common with you. That game is at least as silly as the one I *actually* play with people whom I have a great deal in common.

The money-thing is bugging me too. How many of those self-righteous bastards spent a great deal of cash on big-screen TVs and tickets, team-shwag, tailgate parties, and the sports-package from their cable provider? And you tell me that the $2000 or so I've spent over the last 25 years is wasted? That I could have put all that productivity and money into improving the life of my family or society as a whole?

Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.

Alexis said...

Who the fuck is Rousch?

Carl said...

Pardon me, it should be "Roush."

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roush_Racing

Alexis said...

Oh yes, that clears it up.

*eyes Carl warily regarding his apparent NASCAR knowledge*

Tripper said...

You can delete Clovis' comment now. You DID promise.

I found this while going through your whole blog from the first post. Don't judge. "Haulage," and the first post about weather are among my many Tao D&D bookmarks so far. "Let's Try It From the Beginning Again" inspired this project of mine.

Alexis said...

I wouldn't leave it up for five seconds now ... I was soft back then. Thank you Tripper. It's gone.