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The Bitter back and Forth

I comment on a bit of everything, as I see it through my eyes at least.

My latest comes from an early morning chat.

Tired from putting my Tengu together, I decided to attempt to go find some of the isk that I had burned on the damn thing. More of my Adaptive Armor thingies had sold, helping to fill the Tengu shaped hole in my wallet. I puttered around, scanning and not finding anything much. Still, I chatted and did my thing.

Eve has been consumed recently with the current competition of blowing up mining barges. The forums are filled with dire warnings about Eve's impending doom due to gankers. There are dozens of threads about people cancelling their accounts because of 'griefers'.

I won't get into griefing or not right now. I will state that I disagree with the term. Simply because, high sec ganking is an allowed pass time. Therefore, it is not griefing. But that is another argument.

In this chat, someone logged in and said that he was thinking about leaving. I asked if he meant to leave for the day or permanently. He said that he thought he was going to leave forever. He added that it was a shame because he could fly every ship in game up to the capital level, but due to the all of the Hulk ganking, his game experience was ruined.

I wished him well in his future endeavors. I don't beg people to stay that wish to go. I wish them well.

His next comment was along the lines (and I paraphrase) "You can't even undock a Hulk these days without being on your toes."

Living in low sec, my pity level was nonexistent. "I can't undock normally without that mentality" I told him.

He continues, "Its a poor game mechanic."

"You may find the activity unpleasant, but the game mechanic is working as intended."

"It's a poor mechanic in my book. I left to have a quickie with my wife and came back to someone trying to explode my Hulk." (His Hulk was tanked and this was that persons second try while he was AFK)

"Sorry that you can't afk mine in peace."

"Well, I'm out."

"Bye"

And thus, the entire argument about afk miners is again confirmed. What I got from that was: "I can't go afk when I want and have my ship unmolested out in space, making isk for me. To make it worse, I was just off having sex for a while and came back to someone trying to destroy my ship that I was not tending! Ridiculous!"

This is the crux of the problem, in my opinion. Not hatred for a choice of game play. The argument is about entitlement.

"I should be safe, in a game, with no safety anywhere, to go have sex and come back to everything being fine and more isk in my hold in the form of ore."

Wrong game for that.

Last month I lost one of my covops because I wasn't paying attention and got decloaked by a gate while I was looking at the other screen and poof, got popped. I went and got another one and learned to be more careful.

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