For the past three days I’ve sat down nice and early to knock out the next cutscene for Escape From Epstein Island. At the end of the day I’ve retired, having written almost nothing. This is incredibly unusual for me. Writing can be difficult, and often takes time, but up until now I’ve always made steady progress on even the toughest work. Writer’s block is something that simply doesn’t affect me, until now.
I wondered why I was struggling so much. It seemed unlikely that I was subconsciously done with the game as a whole. Every morning I wake up and play the arcade mode, and with the recent additions the game has never been in a better place. It’s good enough to justify a focus on completing the campaign, so why can’t I just write the next cutscene? I think part of it is the campaign structure.
For multiple reasons, gameplay is best when there is a diverse assortment of ZOG on display. I talk about this more in the mid-mortem series, but there’s a reason why most shooters have a short list of enemies, even beyond production and cost. The games then mix up each encounter with slight changes; Different terrain, a slightly different combination of enemies and placements, a turret here or there, some vehicles, an overshield, etcetera, with most of the enemies present during any major encounter.
This constant mixing of enemy types is at odds with the narrative. For satirical/political purposes, we want to talk in great detail about each different enemy. At the very least, before the player fights against any new enemy type, we’d like to show a little blurb on them, then talk about them more in a later cutscene. Throwing a new enemy type at the player without warning is mechanically unfair to the player, and bad storytelling.
Example blurb.
However, I think my initial idea of having a small section of the game dedicated/themed to a small set of enemies erred on the side of lore over gameplay. I also think that I put too much pressure on myself, what with trying to come up with a cutscene after every little scenario/level. This makes sense initially, since the player needs to hear the setup. However, eventually the game part needs to take over, and once context has been provided, there’s nothing wrong with presenting many levels in succession without further narration. Frankly, too many cutscenes is irritating, so there’s no sense in doing more work to create an inferior product.
However, there was something even more profound than wasted effort. The majority of the enemies are golems of some sort. I looked at the list of antifas, BLM activists, FBI agents, (P)reddit admins, body positive activists, etcetera, and I couldn’t decide which one to write about next. Then it occurred to me that I was somewhat out of date. It’s like I had crystallized a list of ZOGs preferred golems from 2022, and failed to update it.
The body positive activists were probably the greatest example. I like the concept for the enemy, and I like the gameplay. However, these people are so politically irrelevant that it felt almost mean to make fun of them. Once ZOG has removed the microphone from a collection of spiteful mutants, they’re just sad people trying to make it through the day.
I searched “body positivity” on duckduckgo, and the top result was from 2015. Peak fatness is, for now, in the rearview mirror.
It might be easy to dismiss this as a one-off. Body positive activists keep getting assassinated from obesity related causes before their fortieth birthdays, and it might be difficult to keep a movement going when the leaders keep dying. On the other hand, hundreds of gay activists have been imprisoned for pedo-related charges and that’s still going on. In contrast, few feminists went to jail, but more people have seen Bigfoot than Big Red these days.
This broad was a symbol of the tyrannical, man hating feminist who were so omnipresent both on the internet and in real life. It’s hard to pinpoint when this particular brand of socially destructive cancer began to be favoured by our parasitical (((Democracy Class))), probably in the early 90’s. People were sick to death of these freaks long before GamerGate, which celebrated its tenth birthday last year. I’d say that I suffered under this garbage in one form or another for my entire life, but actually, they’ve been silent as the grave the past few years.
Google Trends show searches for “feminism” have declined to one quarter of their dual peaks in 2016 and 2004, and I think this massively understates their cultural collapse. It wasn’t that long ago when feminists got real policy. Online censorship, anti-male divorce court rulings, ridiculous fake rape charges, government and corporate sinecures for their activists, the list goes on. The Catlady Industrial Complex was batting 1000. It was the Current Year after all.
Nowadays they’re so irrelevant that it’d be weird for someone to get worked up about them.
I think there were three reasons for this. First, a lot of feminists hated men too much to make an exception for trannies. Second, during #MeToo feminists turned their guns from normal White men such as Brock Turner, to actual Jew rapists like Harvey Weinstein. Third, a lot of the destructive goals of zio-feminism had already been achieved, such as the aforementioned anti-male divorce courts, or the degradation of healthy male-female relationships. The catladies had outlived their usefulness.
Feminists were the trannies of 1990-2020, serving as the devoted middle management of ZOG. Yet the last time I engaged with a feminist was during the Johnny Depp trial, and she’d been ghetto’ized to Spinster. Just five years prior those gals would have, through selective censorship, all been dominating a mainstream social media platform.
Nowadays, they’ve entirely lost the favour of the (((Democracy Class))), and are so irrelevant that I never even considered making a feminist an enemy archetype in Escape From Epstein Island. Ten years prior, that would have been unthinkable. Various feminist archetypes might even have made up the entirety of the game. Now, including even one would have felt retro, and not in a good way.
The rank and file feminist was always a woman who hated men for personal reasons, and those women still exist. There are probably even more of them these days, due to the breakdown in relationships between men and women, and the plague of lonely and old people, male and female.
But those women are no longer being given the microphone, because in 2020 the Democracy Class decided it was time for the BLM Pogroms, so went from #BelieveAllWomen to #WhiteWomenAreLiars. The new privileged group is Black criminal males.
And yet, the two BLM enemies I have in the game also feel a bit dated, because it’s been years since I’ve heard diddly squat from BLM. There are still police shootings. There are still blacktivists who go out and protest these things. But the (((Democracy Class))) no longer gives them a microphone. It’s now the time for White People in advertising again.
Switching from domestic to foreign policy, remember when Al-Queda member, set up by ISIS, Muhammad al-Jawlani was on the US most wanted list, and they were offering a $10 million reward for him? Remember when the US started a war to get Al-Queda? Remember Osama Bin Laden?
I must be taking crazy pills to think any of that matters. You’ve got to let bygones be bygones, Goy. What happened ten, twenty years ago is water under the bridge. Jawlani is now a respected murderous dictator World Leader.
It’s amazing what you can accomplish when you pull yourself up by your bootstraps high enough for your mouth to wrap itself around a circumcised penis.
Weimerica is the most schizophrenic empire in existence. It goes through favoured golems faster than a body positive activist goes through a bag of fries. It changes deeply held principles more often than an OnlyFans prostitute changes clothes. The players go from enemies to friends and back at the drop of a yarmaluke.
Feminists had thirty years of favoured status. Trannies haven’t made it out the decade, and Black criminals got about two years. Now White people are getting a summer of pandering. Who knows what comes next?
For all we know it’s the feminists again. What Schlomo vibe-taketh, Schlomo vibe-giveth. If the feminists clean up the troonphobia, or if the troons get kicked out of middle management, you’ll be living in misandriast heaven again. I’ve even seen some rumblings around the edges.
The Weimerican Empire is that girl who stops talking to you for months, then texts you at 3am professing undying love, then calls you a creep for responding.
