The Hits Don’t Stop

Just a short stream of consciousness ramble today. The death of Overwatch Stadium has me feeling despondent about the state of my favourite hobby.

Pharah using her ultimate in Overwatch Stadium.I just finished writing a scathing column for Massively OP that should go up in the near future, so I won’t discuss Stadium specifically too much here, but it’s just another hit in a bad year. First New World was shut down, now Stadium. It hurts as a player, and it’s embarrassing professionally that I keep evangelizing for games only for them to fall flat. At least you can never accuse me of being a trend-chaser…

I’m too loyal for my own good, so this will probably pass, but right now I’m feeling so bitter at the mistreatment of Stadium I’m questioning my whole relationship with Blizzard. Do I really need to go back to WoW? Do I want to play Diablo 4 after all?

This time last year, it felt like Blizzard was on a redemption arc, with War Within being one of the best expansions ever for WoW, Stadium adding a whole new way to experience Overwatch, and Heroes of the Storm actually getting patches again. But now Midnight has torched Blood Elf lore (while admittedly still being a pretty good expansion outside the story), Stadium is dead, and Heroes of the Storm’s revival has turned into a monkey’s paw wish, with StarCraft II now also being mangled by bizarre redesigns as well.

Even beyond Blizzard, things are looking fairly bleak for gaming right now. There’s always been a lot of cynicism and negativity in the gaming community, but I’ve never been able to see things that way. I’ve watched the medium grow from crude DOS games to a vibrant and thriving artistic medium overflowing with diverse and creative titles, and I’ve always been continually awestruck by the artistry of indie and AAA titles alike.

My Syndicate main in New World.But with layoffs, cancellations, and closures everywhere, even my faith is being tested. I’m sure gaming will survive and probably recover, but it’s rough right now.

Part of it is just my depression and disability leaving me with little else to focus on in life, but I miss having things to look forward to. Genuinely the thing I think I’m going to miss the most about Stadium is not so much playing it as looking forward to what was coming next for it. Having a big and regularly updated game to look forward to is a good thing to focus on to keep my darker thoughts at bay.

There’s still WoW, but it just can’t excite in the same way after twenty years, even putting aside my conflicted feelings mentioned above. I was looking forward to giving ESO another go once they finish their class revamps, but now it’s been gutted by layoffs too, so who knows what its future looks like. I still want to give Aion 2 a try, but the more I read about it and its extremely sweaty community, the less appealing it seems. I’ve still got my Age of Empires games, but their expansions are relatively small and only every couple of months, and there’s no guarantee they’re safe from Microsoft’s layoff spree either. Once BioWare might have been a sense of hope, but after Veilguard (which I’m actually playing now), it’s hard to be optimistic about their future releases.

A co-op mission in ZeroSpace's beta,There’s smaller things, but they’re just that: Smaller. There’s Miracle, of course, but that’s years away, and likely to be a game I’ll finish in a week at most. There’s the unannounced yet seemingly inevitable Clair Obscur sequel, but again, far in the future. ZeroSpace is coming soon, but I worry it’s not going to get enough players to survive, and even if it does I don’t feel like it’s going to have the longevity SC2 did for me. I’m interested in Exodus, but the previews for it have seemed a bit mixed, and it’s still aways off.

It doesn’t help I’ve had a horrendous year outside the realm of gaming, with financial woes, health issues, and constant pain.

Nor is it improving my mood that the world is on fire, my city looks like it’s descended into literal hell, and I can’t go outside because the fucking air is poison.

I’m just not having a good time, man.

Charlie Kirk Was a Terrible Person

This blog is supposed to be about escapism, so I try to refrain from heavy topics like politics as much as possible, but this is one of those times when there are important things that need to be said.

The recent murder of far right ideologue Charlie Kirk seems to have given the right in America the excuse to begin the authoritarian crackdown on free speech they have clearly always longed for. Anyone who dares to speak ill of Kirk or even criticize fascism as an ideology is being censored.

People are working overtime to whitewash Kirk’s legacy, to claim that he was some kind of “moderate.” Even here in Canada, we’re falling prey to the madness. Our own parliament recently gave a standing ovation to honour Kirk’s life, which is such an egregious affront to Canadian values it makes me feel physically sick.

To be clear, I don’t condone political violence, and I hope that Kirk’s murderer is punished to the fullest extent of the law — just as I hope the same for all the right wing terrorists who have attacked members of the left over the last few years in America without generating anywhere near the same level of public outcry.

But we need to be honest: Charlie Kirk was no moderate. He was nakedly racist, transphobic, anti-science, anti-semetic authoritarian comic book villain of a figure who hated fundamental concepts of goodness like empathy. (I do wonder how much longer those links will still work at this rate.) He made it his life’s work to make America a crueler and more oppressive place, and it seems he succeeded with flying colours.

Let it be a matter of public record that I refuse to swallow the Big Lie. I will not ignore the legacy of hate and division Charlie Kirk left behind. His death was not a good thing, but I will not stay silent and ignore the incredible harm he did in life.