This selection from “In Self Defense: The Life and Times of An Atheist BoyLover…Memoirs and Ethos”, has been narrated by Rocco White. Please enjoy the listen, or read along if you like…or need to.
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Question:
Surely though, you must have some young people available, somewhere, to substantiate your own validity…otherwise, you are without any real relationship to defend. You would only have a theory, you were trying to prove.
Answer:
Again…this is cultural…
So much of the reality of intergenerational love relationships, happens underground…well outside of the sight or attention of the public at large.
This is a matter of safety, for everyone involved.
If they even showed up themselves, most BoyLovers would never bring a boy (their sexual lover) with them to a demonstration, or convention, or meeting…any type of function that was blatantly related to the liberation of intergenerational love. It is far to dangerous to the boy. Boys are generally kept as much out of harms way, as is possible…and this means, no public exposure.
Kids involved in intergenerational relationships…the only kids who have the experience, to be able to understand it for what it honestly is…They are under represented, because it is to dangerous for them to come out.
Yet, they do exist…and when they have been given the opportunity to anonymously talk about it on their own terms…it has been very commonly with a positive, delighted and longing overtone.
People talk about this, as though it does not exist…but, I think the problem is that most people honestly are not even aware of it’s existence.
It may be limited, and not always the easiest thing to find…but, authentic, well documented statements from kids in these relationships do exist…they are out there.
This selection from “In Self Defense: The Life and Times of An Atheist BoyLover…Memoirs and Ethos”, has been narrated by Rocco White. Please enjoy the listen, or read along if you like…or need to.
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Question:
But, how do you justify this steadfast position…when there is such a bold lack of kids, willing to outwardly stand by your side and fight for this kind of a relationship?…
…Where is your “boldly true”, sexual children then?…
Answer:
Now we are talking about something considerably different.
I am reminded of the self fulfilling prophecy…
This is where an idea is repeatedly stated for such a duration of time, that people start to believe in it…and have faith that it is, or will be, true. Eventually, people start behaving in a manner, which pushes things towards that prophesied outcome.
It is not that there was ever anything inevitable about that outcome occurring…or that the forecaster had any mystical ability of perception.
It was all a matter of consistent, prolonged, psychological suggestion…and people being slowly corralled into a certain state of mind.
As it relates to this issue…We have a clear case where they have taken away from social conscience, the perception that intergenerational love is a valid choice…or even an option at all.
We do not find a lot of kids (youth) involved in this counteractive movement, because most of today’s kids have never been told that it is okay to consider intergenerational love to be an open option, under any circumstances.
…In fact, they have been told just the opposite, for most of them, all of their lives…
Like a child raised from infancy in a strictly religious household…today’s kids are being brought up with a singular, one dimensional caricature of “the pedophile”…They get “introduced” to a being they are never taught the facts about…but one they are taught to be terrified and un-trusting of…never willing to explore or understand…only adhering to dogmatic beliefs about this so called “evil”.
Today’s kids are largely brought up to consider us as “sub human”…and they act accordingly…even parroting the same bigotries, without critical analysis…
They never knew the truth, on day one, from square one…and the truth has been overwhelmingly withheld from them since.
Yes, there is stern condemnation even, from some high profile youth organizations that exist today…
Many young kids will bash, and verbally run down people like me…making all types of wild accusations.
In their extremely limited perception of this issue…they are “right”…
What else can we expect?…Their rational faculties have been sabotaged and crippled. They have not seen, nor comprehended, the full picture.
This is hostile, social construction coming to fruition.
This selection from “In Self Defense: The Life and Times of An Atheist BoyLover…Memoirs and Ethos”, has been narrated by Rocco White. Please enjoy the listen, or read along if you like…or need to.
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Question:
A lot of people think that in a self serving way, you make all of this up…this idea of “the sexual child”. Maybe you want it so badly, that you’ve started believing in something which is not even real? Have you considered that your ideal lover, is nothing more than an delusional fantasy, made up by your own strong willed subconsciousness?
Answer:
The last thing which ever crossed my mind, when I initially came online…is that I would ever be doing what I am doing today.
I never had any notion of advocating for anything, or arguing on behalf of something…and certainly not this topic.
Largely because I did not know the sheer depth of it all…the wide spread nature of it. It took many, many years…with many, many experiences…for me to arrive where I am at today.
Now…that being said, I would like to tell you something…
Whenever this question comes up, I am reminded quite strongly of something which was very well represented, in a movie which came out a year or so ago, starring Julianne Moore. It was titled “The Forgotten”.
Now, I hate to spoil plots and surprises for those who have not seen this movie, but it is vital that you know what happened, in order to understand my connection.
In “The Forgotten”, Julianne Moore plays a woman who we initially are led to believe lost her young son, in a plane crash. As the story progresses, other characters completely forget about her son ever existing…and even another parent of one of the “killed” children, also forgets that he had a daughter.
We are left to contemplate, that maybe Julianne’s character is simply crazy, and she never had a son to begin with…but, things keep happening, more bits and pieces keep surfacing…the plot keeps progressing…
…until the end, where it is all explained…
You see, Julianne’s character was being used as an experiment, conducted by extraterrestrial aliens. They wanted to completely sever the emotional and conscious bond, between a mother and her child. They did not understand this connection, and wanted to see if it could be destroyed.
Ultimately, Julianne’s character was the only one in the experiment, which could not let go…They could not take this knowledge and awareness of experience from her…She simply knew she had a son…She had unshakable belief in the experiences she’d had over her life…and that was all there was to it…
I identify with Julianne Moore’s character in this movie…
I feel as though I am being expected…and even demanded…to wipe core experiences and knowledge from my consciousness…to pretend that they were never real…or that they were something entirely different, from the way I experienced them.
I feel as though there are people who want to take from me…those very amazing and wonderful memories, which make me who I am today…that knowledge and experience, which allows me to speak with confidence.
You see…
It would take undoing so many years of study and observation…and a lifetime of experience…for me to even set the stage, for entertaining the notion that “maybe, those kinds of kids do not exist”…
I would have to go back in time, before every bit of this occurred…or have my mind entirely wiped clean…in order to be oblivious to this wealth of information and experience, which overwhelmingly supports the existence of the sexual child.
In short, there is no going back…I have already seen it…experienced it…felt it…tasted it…lived it…
…There is no question, it is real…It is impossible to deny this, knowing what I know…and having been where I have been.
To explain this a bit deeper…
…I would have to deny the very existence of myself…particularly, as a child…
I would have to set here with a straight face, and tell you all that this person I was never existed.
…but, I have the memories…the experiences…I know what happened, and how it happened…
I simply can not deny that I have existed…nor that I do exist…as a child, or as an adult…
…and I was in love with the orgasm, the moment I discovered it…I was in love with the erection, and the horny sensations, long before that…
It is not something I chose…it is just something that was…
There is nothing more complicated to it…nothing to psychoanalyze…That is how life and childhood was, for me…That was nature running it’s course.
I would be left with the quandary, of having to pretend that all of this “never was”.
…and I simply can not do that…
Next, I would have to deny the existence of quite a number of other kids who I knew…the ones who were having sex, to one degree or another.
…I knew several of them…and they were doing this on their own, entirely un-associated from “me”.
It was common knowledge…that many boys spent substantial effort, trying to guarantee that they would “get lucky”, at the next school dance…or be next in line to land that girlfriend who “puts out”…and many boys were never to bashful to inform, just which school teachers they’d be all to happy to sexually indulge.
I recall those conversations a number of times…
Then, I would have to deny the various kids who came onto me, when we got off alone…There were a few…I recall very vividly, a few different young kids trying to initiate something with me, where I had no intentions at all…on several, different occasions.
This is no lie…it was my life…
I would have to deny conversations held in confidence, in more recent years…where in, young boys confided in me, very personal things of a sexual nature.
I would have to deny the years I have spent, scrupulously watching the media…and finding those stories, where sometimes it is even starkly clear…that there was a real, intergenerational love relationship going on…which got interrupted by hostile outsiders.
I would have to deny the wide range of books and research on this topic, written by people more knowledgeable than I, which I have spent many hours of my life reading…several of which are books, setting in my personal bookcase, right now…as I type this…
It would take such an overwhelming level of denial on my part, in order to allow me to even consider that “maybe sexual children are not real”…that I am very hard pressed to even come up with words to express, just how much this would decimate and debase my grip on reality.
I am almost speechless here, except to suggest that it feels more like a case of intentionally forced schizophrenia.
I can not change my past, nor how I experienced it…no more than anyone else can…and I can not change other people’s past, either.
I can only live with it, as it is…as it exists…or existed…
There are other things, for sure…which I would also have to deny…
In the end, I would be doing nothing but bold faced lying…to myself, and to the world…
I am not prepared to deny the bold truth…Sexual children exist…They are not fictional. They have passed in and out of my life…impressing themselves upon me.
“In this series of videos gay activist Jim Burroway talks about attending Focus on the Family and Exodus International’s “Love Won Out” conference which promotes “gay curing” or “ex-gay” ministries.
In this segment Jim (who comes from a Catholic background) discusses the unique language and culture of Evangelical Christianity found at Love Won Out.”
Note: This was written for the EQ. Foundation archived version of “In Self Defense”. As such, it makes reference to the form of that website. There is no “next page” link to click on, on this current incarnation of “In Self Defense”.
Date: October 24, 2007
This selection from “In Self Defense: The Life and Times of An Atheist BoyLover…Memoirs and Ethos”, has been narrated by Rocco White. Please enjoy the listen, or read along if you like…or need to.
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On June 22nd, 2006, I started my very first blog…
This is how it all began…
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Thursday, June 22, 2006
A New Beginning…
It seems as though, life never beats you down so baddly,
that you absolutely can not take that next step.
…and, here I am, preparing to step forward, once more…
You don’t know me…but, you will…
posted by Steve Diamond at 12:48 PM
I initially wrote something, which I was going to append onto this statement, that would really explain, my personal reasons for doing this work…
…something that would make people understand, “this guy has a need, which transcends all of our petty differences”…”this guy has valid points and substance”…
…Even if we do not agree upon some things…many of us have paid far more, than a high enough price…and we have paid for the right to speak and express ourselves to the public.
If accusations and threats of dire consequence are made against another…that person has every right, to speak on their own behalf, in their own defense. They have every right to explain themselves, and fight to justify their existence.
They have not only a right…but an absolute need, for a voice which is not only heard…but understood, as well…
To sentence a person to such a fate, as so many “western” cultures have done to “the pedophile”…and then refuse this most basic of human rights, is nothing short of wicked…
…It is a blight, upon these cultures and their constitutions.
…It is a human rights violation…
I have returned…to once more reclaim my right to self expression, and self defense…
The other essay I wrote for this page, which evolved into something a bit different from what I had intended to place here…You will find this new piece on the next page, by clicking on the “Next Page” link.
…I’d like to get a bit away from the more “activist” type writing, and just tell you about a few things…
I go by the name, “Steve Diamond”…and have been best known, by an off shoot of this name, “Steve-D”.
I am a pedosexual boylover…which means, that I am a homosexual, and I am naturally attracted to boys, typically before they have hit, or passed through, puberty. As I age, I am finding some older teenagers, to be very attractive, as well…but, I am a pedosexual, at my foundation.
I understand and approach the word “pedophile”, based upon the original meanings, of the ancient words it was created from…”pedo”…”child”…”phile”…”lover”…
…A “pedophile” is a “child lover”…some one who is naturally inclined and driven, to love children.
The word implies nothing more, and nothing less, about any individual it is directed at.
…and the reality of “pedophiles”, only solidifies this…because we are very, very diverse, in every way.
I find a sense of pride, well being and constructive meaning, in my sexual orientation.
Obviously…I am an outcast, and find myself at odds with society, in many ways.
Even though this has taken a toll…I’ve always tried to rise above it, and put a positive, up beat face onto things.
…In fact, this project is really the first time, for me…where I merely let lose, and let you have a heaping mouthful of everything…
…the up beat and happy…along side the dark and seethingly pissed off…
This blog, was a roller coaster, by design…You were intended to see the whole picture, and come along to experience, what living in a hostile culture like this, does to a human being.
You were supposed to discover, what it is like being a scapegoat…and what it is like, being reduced in the public eye, down to being a one dimensional stereotype…of the most dishonest, indefensible, abysmal and stupid nature.
…I simply provided you with my true life stories…concepts, principles and observations in my mind…the way I think, reason and arrive at conclusions…how I really have lived my own life…
…I talked to a good extent, about the many misconceptions with “pedophiles” and “pedophilia”, which the lesser informed around us, cling to and propagate.
I never tried to make “pedophilia” look saintly…or right for everybody…I never tried to hide, or run away from the various issues and conflicts that can arise in “pedophilic” relationships…
…I merely explained and presented it…as a typical, human to human relationship…as it has been, all through out the history of our species…many cultures have understood and embraced this, in the very same way that I do.
…and it angered some people, that I would stand up and proclaim “pedophilia” to be normal…neutral, in and of itself…in many cases, good even…
If we look into our own history…we will see, that this is indisputably true, however.
It deserves saying, that the people who were angered, and who went on the attack, are anything but objective…and they harbor many deep seeded, personal problems of their own. I turned into more of a target, for their personal anger and wrath.
They managed to get this, and several other unrelated blogs of mine, deleted…most of them removed, not based on any content, but because I had personally been targeted…and it did not matter, what nature of blog I owned.
…So…as promised…I gathered up everything, and I left that “service”…
…and now, I am rebuilding here…
Personally…I mean, you can call me an idealist, or a hopeless romantic of sorts, if you like…but I stubbornly hold onto the knowledge, that there IS something…many things, that are redeeming, good and beneficial…about the pedosexual…about childhood sexuality…about adults who would love a child, in a gentle, sexual way…
I believe, physical intimacy is needed for our survival…and pedosexuals play a critical role in nature, by introducing and nurturing children into this world of sexually expressed love.
…by making them feel good, positive and confident, about their own bodies and sexuality…by making them comfortable to love others.
Today, with all of this culturally imposed, sexual repression…all of this “private space”…and “no touch zones”…We have isolated ourselves so badly, because of this panic over cultural sex phobia, that we have become a culture which has forgotten how to be gentle, intimate and loving…we have started to fear and run away from touch…and our kids are becoming unimaginably hostile…not knowing how to care and show love for others…They fear it, because it is alien to them…because we have failed to teach it and pass it along to them.
Isolation, has led us to a fractured society…where everybody thinks they are alone…and falls into panic, when they see no support system, and don’t know how to deal with problems facing them…
Now, more than ever…we need the pedosexual to return to public life…Our children need a close someone to be there for them, who is experienced and who they can count on.
The stigma which child sexuality (something which allegedly does not exist, according to some, special interest groups), and “pedophilia” carry with them…has never been born from the circumstances themselves…
…these stigmas have only been, how cultures have decided to pigeonhole, and push aside, something which it believes to be no longer useful.
I reject the concept, that pedosexuality will ever be, “no longer useful”…so long as pedos (children) still exist.
Of course, I am completely opposed to the intentional cause of suffering, regardless of who is the victim. I am against violence, and forcing the unwilling. I am in staunch support of personal responsibility, and transparent accountability.
I am a humanist…and a human rights activist…someone who does not wish to see suffering continue to be propagated upon others.
I am an atheist…a war veteran…a disabled vet, with a chronic illness I’ve lived with, for nearly half of my life…
Life is complex…and I have done enough personal struggling, and personal suffering, to understand and empathise with others…to know that compassion is what we need most, today, in this world.
This blog, is one of my exercises…one of my pleas…that people might find some human decency within themselves, and work to make this world a better place for everyone, who has to live here…
…At the very least, we can stop viciously attacking each other, and learn to understand those who are different.
We CAN make this world a better, and safer, place for everyone…if we just care enough to do so.
As you read through this work…you will see that…obviously…I care…
…I would never be exposing myself, and talking about such deeply personal things, if I did not.
…and look at this…I’m once again turning this into what could be a couple of different “pages” in this “book”…
Let’s take one last change of course, here…
…I will just say…This former blog, is what I have referred many times to, as “my personal book”…
…it is that “one book which everyone has within them”, but most people never set down to write.
Having started out as a blog, I’ve got many posts to sift through…pick and choose, what should stay and what should go (away entirely, or be sent elsewhere). The overwhelming bulk will survive, but there is no doubt, that some posts (the intermissions, for those who remember my blog) wont really have much use here, in this format.
…I’m unsure, as to whether I wish to leave my “category system” out, or bring it along with the change, as well…
Most of the blog will remain intact, however. All of the important pieces, will make their return…
…Some, might be reassigned, to other projects, though…
I do intend on infusing fresh content, wherever I wish, however…so, just as you have been reading all of the new stuff on “this” page, which did not exist on any of my previous blogs or web pages…I will be adding new comments and introductions, to set the stage or clarify, where I feel it is most appropriate…I will also inject brand new essays and content, wherever I choose to…so, reading this book, will not be the exact same experience, as reading my previous blog.
…So…as was said above…life can beat me down…but it cant keep me down…
I am rising to the occasion, yet again…and I hope you will accompany me, on this journey…
This selection from “In Self Defense: The Life and Times of An Atheist BoyLover…Memoirs and Ethos”, has been narrated by Rocco White. Please enjoy the listen, or read along if you like…or need to.
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In the summer of 1998, Steve Diamond (better known as “Steve-D”) arrived in the online, boylove scene.
Quickly taking to the existing community, which resided at a web chat board named “BoyChat”, Steve spent several years writing and contributing, as a supportive member of that community.
Steve branched off into his own projects, including such web sites as, “Steve-D’s Midnight Zone” and “The Midnight Archives”. Several other, personal projects existed (some remain online, till this day), as well.
He also branched off into different types of writing. One earlier phase, found him writing several erotic stories, some of which were featured at a well known, online, “alternative” website that archives written erotica.
In 2001, Steve was invited to join the BoyChat admin, as a moderator, also known as a “Cog”. He remained in this post, and served in a few others, over the following two to three years.
During this time, he also served as an admin member, on a discussion board named, “Close Encounters” (the offshoot of this board, would become known as “Crossroads”, or “The Crossroads Debate Forum”).
For a brief period, Steve was appointed to the position, of “assistant BoyChat webmaster”, which was a newly created, and undefined position at that time. In short, he was the back up person, to step in and be a public figurehead, when the current, serving webmaster was unavailable. Having been in a transition phase, the new, “webmaster” position, would not evolve into what it is today, until a few years after Steve’s departure.
Steve also served for the period of about one year, as a volunteer at the live, community chat room, “Lifeline”. This is a place for people to come, to give and receive moral support. It is a place, where those in crisis can turn to.
After this point, with burn out plaguing him, Steve retired from the public eye, and took several months away, disassociating himself with the troubles and stress of the pro child love cause.
On June 22nd, 2006, Steve returned to active status on the internet, with an entirely new project, which would be much deeper and personal, than anything he had done in the past. This was his first blog entitled, “In Self Defense…The Life and Times of an Atheist Boylover…”. Steve would continue to write solidly and consistently, for nearly a year, on this and several other blogs.
In early 2007, acting upon an old idea, Steve created “The EQ. Foundation”. The charter for this resource, was to collect, preserve, archive and make available, “alternative” viewpoints, which are commonly stereotyped, stigmatized and refused a voice in the larger culture. It was Steve’s firm belief, that taboos and stigmas were only working to harm social unity and public safety, at grave consequence to many, and that it was time to break the deafening silence.
Steve continues to write, today, and has been expanding into other areas.
This book, is a simple return to the basics, on his own terms.
This selection from “In Self Defense: The Life and Times of An Atheist BoyLover…Memoirs and Ethos”, has been narrated by Rocco White. Please enjoy the listen, or read along if you like…or need to.
What is a pedophile?…
What is an atheist?…
…a humanist?…a boylover?…
Are they the typical stereotype you see on the news, read about in the papers and see on the movie screens?
Hello, I’m Steve Diamond.
In June of 2006, I began a personal project which I entitled, “In Self Defense…The life and times of an atheist boylover”.
My intention was simple…
…to provide a refreshingly clear look into the mind and heart of an actual pedophile, atheist and humanist.
…Clearing away the stereotypes, and banishing the stigmas, this work in progress aims to paint a picture of one man…a pedophile…an atheist…a boylover…an outcast…as he actually is.
The reader is left to experience, and come to terms with, what is presented here in.
These are “snap shots” of my life…of my ethics…my joys…my fears…my heartbreaks and anguish…my triumphs…of the way I relate to, and survive in, a hostile environment.
Much of this material is raw and full of emotion…and while I do refrain from using “vulgar language” most of the time, this is not always the case…Some issues call for such evocative words.
…You will experience the emotion and genuine care, flood through many of these passages.
There is no “road map” here…and since this project started out as a blog, that lended itself well towards allowing me to simply choose and expand on issues, as I felt prepared to talk about them.
Some parts are very short…others are very long…They include ethical concepts and definitions which are important to me…They are what I base my ethical codes upon, and influence how I live my life…Also included, are true stories from my own life…and glimpses into my life’s journey…and, of course, there are many passages, delving directly into issues of social conflict, which effect myself, as a pedophile and an atheist.
Presented is an outlook and a vision, as only some one of my particular set of circumstances and life experiences can express.
These works were never intended to attack anyone, in specific…though, several do attack certain types of behavior.
Portions of this work have been called, “thought provoking”, and “powerful”.
I hope you can find it within yourself, to approach this project with an open and clear mind…in order to discover, just why they have been called such.
I am not a stereotype…I am not a monster…I don’t want to hurt even one single child…
…I am a human being…I am a child lover…
Thank you for your interest…All thoughtful, respectful feedback is welcome.
When I think back across the years, certain names come to mind…
…names like, FatherGoose and boybuddy…
…names like, Enchidna and Mr. Sanders…
…names like, Bucky and Buffalo47…
…names like, Gandolfgrey and Big Daddy…
…names like, Weyland and Goodguy…
…names like, D.Y. and Varkilo…
…names like, Little Bro and Tyler P…
…names like, Innocent Child and Shinji Chan…
…names like, Cactus and Beachguy…
…names like, Eagle and midnite…
…names like, Jux and DK….
…names like, Johny Fever and JeffAB…
…names like, jm and Cub Cuddler…
…names like, Joel17 and Gort…
I could go on and on…and, indeed…I’ve made a mistake in even starting to list names at all…
…in that there is no way I will remember, every name chosen, by every fellow boylover, who has ever been important to me…or at least just been a really cool someone, who I liked “being around”.
Some of the people named above (and a few others), have been friends to me in ways, and at a personal level, I am not sure even they are aware of.
My friends…my inner circle, has selflessly given me so much, over the years…making me happy to be alive, and wanting to continue living. The strength, joy and friendship I was allowed to partake in from these bonds, is something I will hold onto dearly, until the day I die.
Some of you listened to my complaining and moaning, over and over about personal things which I would never speak of, openly on the boards where others could read them…when you never had to…
…You are my family…
The unprecedented acceptance and support you have shown me, is something which has changed my life…
…I thank each and every single one of you, who played a role in my journey, through this world of the boylover…
…and I dedicate what is my largest…most profound…and most personal project, to you…
Thousands of years of history in the existence of the human species, and thus far, kids learning about (and even having) sex, has failed to cause our species to come crashing down into extinction. In fact, despite a wide range of different approaches (cultural and time evolving over time eras), the combination of the topics of “kids” and “sex”, has had no ill consequence. Indeed, when kids learn about it, and become empowered by their knowledge, they are better able to navigate this part of their life.
Back when I was a very young teen, we had the commodore 64. Crappy graphics by today’s standards, but let me tell you, that was the golden age of video games. Because, it was the untamed universe, where games dealt with everything, including bold faced, “trashy” sex. I didn’t much care about these types (sex) of games, personally, but I loved that there was no censorship in this market. It was a freedom that did not exist elsewhere.
In AmeriKKKa, it has become a crime to conceptualize things which powerful groups don’t want being thought of, or about.
The pop psychologists say, “Don’t let any clue of sex befall your kids, or they will wilt and die!”, figuratively of course.
There is this general notion, that something as biologically natural as sex, is “devastating” to people, who have not attained the legal age of consent.
After decades of being told this, parents largely panic at the thought, that their kids might ever learn about what sex is, or what certain body parts are for, or the things that can be done with those parts.
Ultimately, this spelt disaster for the video game world, as self appointed elements from amongst the panicked, decided to start rating video games (like movies) and a form of censorship was imposed upon the video game market and all of its’ consumers.
Sure, yes, some “mature” games do get created and marketed, but, fewer and fewer dare to make the gamble. Some politicians are even treating game creators like criminals, over stupid, trivial nonsense (ie: “hot coffee”).
There is this notion, that video games are a “kids market”, and now there’s this notion of how dumbed down, and fluffy games must be made in order to be suitable for a “kids” consumption. So, today the video game market honestly feels like a barren, uncreative wasteland of garbage. Lots of stuff, where you almost feel embarrassed to even buy it, much less play it. The plots are so ridiculous and immature, in many games.
Some of us are starving to go back to the days of our own childhood, and relive the time when real stories were experienced, with truly raw and innovative plot lines.
The thing that disgusts me (and I could name specific examples), is those games which should have been more, which should have had the savage atmosphere, but the game designers held back because they couldn’t afford to risk all their work on a diminished market, because if they made their game what it should have been it would have gotten a “mature” rating.
It all comes back down to this insane phobia of sex, which special interests in AmeriKKKa are forcing upon everybody else.
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