This will be my last entry to this blog. I’m not going anywhere, and nothing is wrong,
but this medium has reached a rather evident end of effectiveness in an age
dominated by streaming video and podcasts.
I’ve not posted for years now due in part to forces beyond my control,
and I don’t anticipate being able to recreate a schedule that works to
regularly update this space. But having said that, I’m unsatisfied that my
previous de facto “final-entry” was so current events oriented and now serves as
a dated reference to what feels like another era. A lot has happened in the intervening years
personally, professionally, and socio-culturally and I think I finally found something
to say that will leave a better final mark than the old and tired debate over
video-game violence. It is my hope that
what I present here will be a fitting finale to One Frame of Mind.
Before we begin, though, I need to hang one final disclaimer
over the proceedings. I am a
self-identified Caucasian, heterosexual, cis-gendered, man. I’ve referenced each of these in passing in
previous posts, but for the matter I wish to discuss, I believe it’s important
that I acknowledge that everything I say is unavoidably influenced by those
perspectives. I do not consider myself
confined to these characteristics (as I’m sure would be true of most, if not
all, of you), but I cannot deny that my
experience of the circumstances discussed below may be a byproduct of
them. Having said all of that, I
sincerely hope that what I offer here will resonate with you and maybe even
help you understand your circumstances with greater clarity. More after the jump.
Let us consider an old question from my youth and, likely,
many of your childhoods as well:
“If you could have any super power, what would
it be?”
