This gamedev thing is too easy, so easy in fact that in this moment I am SUPREMELY grateful. 

I am grateful for the gatekeepings, I am grateful for the backroom slack channels, and the smarmy cliques that conspire against us. I am grateful for all the lists to which our name is subscribed. 

I'm grateful to you all for making this journey interesting, for giving it purpose. 

This massive undertaking, this endless bleeding, this never-ending panic attack might have been fulfilling, along the way, heartfelt. But you lot spared us those trivial niceties. I am so glad you were able to Astroturf your sophomoric notions of superiority, that's what REALLY fucking matters in the end.

I am in debt to this cruel world for making this hell ride interesting to inhumane extremes, thank you SO VERY MUCH.

Not sure what we're working on today, my brain doesn't even really entertain the notion, we open the project and we are inevitably hit in the face with more tedium, more bugs, more pain. Why am I saying this no one cares. How does this serve you? That's the ultimate question isn't it? That's all this industry is useful for, how does it enrich the current stewards of smarm fuck?

Running on a few hours of sleep, just fumes, gotta slam some caffeine just to open the project. We gotta finish this damn demo before we're dead and gone.

Was tempted to leave the dialogue there, I'm fucking at my wits end right now. Any time any of you want to have a conversation, you can PM me on twitter, here on itch, or wherever. My channels are always open, you might be surprised how much of just a regular dude we are when we're not waxing poetic these self incriminations. I have nothing to hide, I am an open book my heart is on my sleeve and I would love to have a dialogue. I totally respect anonymity.

I'll be honest, I don't expect anything from anyone in this mad world any more, the climate that has polluted this world demands silence and compliance as we burn. But I do try to coax better out of this industry.

To this day, no one in this industry of THOUSANDS stand for anything, no one creeps out from that noxious bubble and expresses what any of you stand for, who you are, what your aspirations or dreams are. Seems as though the only thing you lot hold onto is that caricature of who you think we are. Demons, idiots, chuds, racists, N@zis, extremists.

Every day we hold out hope you guys are growing, reflecting, soul searching, or maybe you are our betters. Who knows?

Nothing is said, nothing is communicated outside of violent gesture. Every day in every way we see this industry fester, we see it decline, and every day it's more see no evil hear no evil.

When does this hellride end? I ask because we are in danger, you are the one in the drivers seat, we are heading to the cliff.

FUCKING DO SOMETHING.

Or give up the fucking seat. This is bigger than you.

Quick shout out to Antonio and the few others of you who lurk who read this blog in good faith, you are still very much appreciated.