It’s game awards season, and you know what that means. Piss. Lots of it. Splashed across the communal uranyl that is social media. There’s an inescapable downpour of the stuff during award season as every person takes to their preferred platform to complain about how their favourite game was snubbed. You know exactly what I’m talking about.

Panel 1: I am offended and everyone must know about it

Panel 2: chumble bumbler 2 wasn't nominated for best indie game?

panel 3: this is a fucking outrage

panel 4: I will wage a holy war across the 9 realms of gaming
panel 5: to spread the good word of chumble bumbler 2

panel 6: only when the lands are painted with the blood of the non-believers shall penance for this most egregious of sins be paid

Just another day on Twitter, right?

In all seriousness, as fun as it is to dunk on The Game Awards, seeing this annual pissing contest made me realize how grateful I am. People who actually work in the industry have to play an endless stream of big budget games. There’s an expectation both from your peers, and from your audience that you know what you’re talking about. Therefore, you play all of the newest releases, formulate an opinion on them, and share that opinion. It’s a requirement – one that is enforced from within the industry, and by the wider gaming public.

a uranyl littered with piss, and social media logos

And look – I get it. I get a bunch of stupid ass questions any time I tell people I work with computers. It’s no where near as obnoxious as the gaming public – they’re on a whole other level of idiocy. However, it does get a bit tiring being asked to fix someone’s printer, or laptop. Doubly so when your area of expertise is software development, not general computing.

Frostilyte, visualized as a cartoon, being upset that someone asked him to look at their printer

That’s why I’m so grateful: no one expects shit from me when it comes to blogging. The only major release of the year that I’ve played was Elden Ring. Hell, I finished playing through Breath of the Wild for the first time in early January. I was almost 5 years late to that party. No one cared. Not a soul. I could have gone my entire life without ever playing it, and it wouldn’t have mattered. There’s something immensely freeing about that.

Chives with wings holding an american flag

So I do not, and will continue to not play most AAA games. I’ll continue to play a bunch of indie games that most people haven’t even heard of, And put far too much time into Guilty Gear Strive. And then I’ll write about it here. No one will stop me because no one cares enough to do so. I can continue to have, and voice my opinions, and observations unimpeded by the unwashed masses.

That’s it. That’s all I wanted to say. It’s just nice to be able to exist.

Thank you for reading, and stay safe out there.