Wolf’s Wicked Words: Trash talking? “No, Thank You!”
I’ll cut to the chase and say that I wanted to talk about something that’s been festering in my mind for some time now regarding my indecisive nature about the next-generation of consoles debacle, but as with most things in life and the indecisive knobs therein; I decided to change my mind and talk about something that has been a thorn in my ankle since I knew about and played competitively in gaming. I cannot imagine that you’ll want to read this on your Tuesday lunch break, but who knows, perhaps you’ll feel the same way.
I’ve never been one to badmouth people whilst playing games with them. On the contrary, I’ve always been encouraging when it comes to anything gaming-related, but as with everything contained within our reality, there’s an inevitable flip-side to the coin. The flip-side to this puss-dripping coin (enjoying your sandwich?) is that so many people’s attitude towards other people gaming alongside them reeks of festering desperation to make themselves feel somehow “superior”.
Trash talking in gaming is nothing new and I am fully aware of that, it is just that today (at time of writing) made me realize that it is still alive and kicking the nearest jaw that it can find with its hollowed-out holes that once housed a fully-functioning set of eyes; capable of seeing something other than the worst in everyone.
I’ve witnessed so many people cursing the rest in the group (be they in the same room or in a Xbox LIVE party) with it not meaning anything nastily about that person’s self-worth, but in a much less hostile and joking manner.
What really got to me was that I met this person less than an hour ago and within a few minutes of game time, my gaming name was belittled and was somehow connected to my horribly rusted PC gaming skills. I admit, I’m rusted as all Hell, no argument there, but was this really necessary?
While all of this may scream of me being oversensitive about something so trivial, it’s not necessarily that and solely that alone. What really frustrated me more than anything was that gamers are not always the ones with the most successful relationships, non-gaming people don’t think very highly of them and have most of the time been seen as a type of outcast by some bunch of ignorant “know it-all’s”. Gamers have always been people that other gamers can talk to and at least on some degree understood each other.
As of late, I’m not so sure anymore. Whether it be in the case I found myself today or on online forums; gamers doesn’t stick together anymore. The only question I keep on muttering to myself like a schizophrenic squirrel is: “Why?”
It took a mountain of self control to not indulge in an exchange of words that would make a hardy sailor blush, so if you by any chance glance over these words, please take note, fine sir.
If you’re not able to play competitive alongside a bunch of guys that’s in the same room as yourself without belittling them or try to increase the size of you self-hating e-penis, please stay away from me. I can handle it, but don’t think for a second that I will stick around. I have been at several gaming gatherings where I had fun, whether it was competitive or cooperative; I shall not stick around to be left at the mercy of your gut-wrenching, despicable and insulting manner of conversing with fellow gamers.
I know what it is to have gaming-fun with a bunch of friends and having a fine old time. That’s something I will always cherish. So, petty trash-talkers with self-esteem issues, sort that defecation out or recycle it now or someone out there will enjoy a weighty brick meeting your cranium.