The Hunger Games Review -- Why Didn't They Just Burn Down The Tree?

[I mean, I say “sub-cultures,” but I know why you’re here. ]
In the previous days the well-read and progressive-thinking ventured to the seediest part of town to catch a dog and pony show, respectively. Only a handful know of it, and are privileged when invited. These writing dignitaries stared into a cage rife with filth and a stench that could conjure convulsive dry heaves. When they looked in, they saw a beast that resembled a human, but clearly wasn’t capable of acting like one.
A malnourished, feral child looks back at the visitors through a cage. It’s seasoned. It knows what faces to make and what songs to sing. But it also knows that these people are only here to see that one special trick. The freak is the main attraction, and always has been the main attraction for this one trick. When the well-dressed visitors pay their pence, the host hands the freak a whole chicken.
SNAP! Without a second thought, that chicken’s head is off and is making it’s way through the sharpened teeth of the freak’s foul-smelling mouth. The visitors look in disgust, but they still look. They call it names. They can’t believe it’s existence. They shuffle and scoot closer. The freak picks the fowl apart meticulously, not forgetting a bone or sinewy tendon. It’s trick is over. A crass belch is let out and for any who continue to gaze, the freak gazes back.
Only this time, the freak threw the bones back. “You’re the freak. I’m the geek.”
One day me and some dancing buddies were waiting in line at an IHOP talking about cancer. Because, you know, what else would some twenty-somethings talk about while waiting to fill ourselves with sugary-fried goodness?
Representation of minorities in media doesn't stop at the characters. I guess comics and video games have a lot more in common than I thought.
It's hard to complain about something being provided to you for free. Even harder to post criticisms of a major event when you didn't attend. I'll start this little diatribe with praise. I think Canada Cup pulled off, what could only be described as, the fighting game community equivalent of the Olympics. The tournament that took place this past weekend had talent from Singapore, Japan, Korea, Europe and North America. This doesn't include the talent required to organize and structure said event to begin with. Canada Cup Gaming, keep up the good work and please take my words as they are: from someone who witnessed your event from a computer screen -- from someone who just wants to help.
A couple days ago I had a conversation with one of my [non-video game] lady pals about a current-slash-ex-dude she was seeing. She said she see couldn't see herself with someone who played games as much as she 'thought' he did. I'm using games broadly, but she meant video games.
As a clarifier, the young man apparently audio recorded his progress. This seemed to be enough for said young lady to come to a conclusion that, "uh uh!" This ain't what she wanted from a romantic interest.
Mind you this is just an alpha build, but Skullgirls has a lot going for it. Very forward thinking for a genre that still trips over it's own fundamentals. Now if we could just get rid of all the T & A.
"Fear For Your Puny Lives!"