The man who made my ostracism from the ranks of the drunks and the popular kids ok just died.
I loved D&D. I am in no way ashamed to admit this. It was what kept us thinking about all the great things we could do for humanity, even when the great majority of humanity was treating us like shit. It was what kept outcasts and nerds thinking about how they were going to be your boss, rather than your servitor.
Gary Gygax was an ameliorator of social ills, and a rectifier of needless self-hatred. If people could get over the witless stigma that attaches to role-playing games, we'd be having a great deal more fun in this world.
Keep rolling twenties, my friend.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
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