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chana joffe-walt, a hyphen-bitch who i have renamed JAFO (just another f-cking observer) has decided to chime in with her myopic views on gaming, gamers, and the “storylines” in games. coming in at a whopping 6 minutes and 6 seconds, its one count short of the sign of the devil. her fellow non-gaming luddites clapped with joy as she gleefully lambasted the basic premise of “back-story” in gaming.

she asks a “frank, and probably ridiculous question, do gamers read?” no, JAFO, they don’t read. they sit with their misogyny and lament gratuitous inaccuracy. while you are multi tasking on that phone, hyphenating your name, and hating gamers, maybe you can be a little less biased in your next pulitzer prize meriting effort. i will wait for it with baited breath whilst i finish atlas shrugged and catch-22.

the link to the piece is: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=17938562

a good closing thought on this is the text from a post on Joystiq:

She sounds like she’s a spoiled 14 year old who’s brother plays too much. Why do they even let people with voices like that on the radio? Maybe I’m just spoiled by the CBC, but if that’s an effective summary of NPR, then you guys down south are getting screwed out of your airwaves.
This piece confused me, as she’s all over the place. She puts down gamers directly, then defends the backstory, but then ridicules the characters and content of that story. At first I thought it was just terrible production; that they edited her piece to seem more “edgy”, but her intonation gives it all away. Her questions, while condescending, seem to slightly lean towards the defense of the back-story (in book form at least), in that they seem engineered to pull in cynics and reform them, à la Andy Rooney. Like Andy Rooney though, they fall flat and are obvious products of arrogance and old-man-bitch-rant. In the end, I wasn’t so much angry with her portrayal of games, as I was left wondering how she got the job to begin with. That was borderline human interest fluff, with personal bitterness and ignorance written all over it.