Why I am a proud geek

This sounds awfully “hipster”, but I’ve been a geek long before it was vaguely acceptable. I started out with computers at a young age, taught myself how to program BASIC on a Commodore 64 when I was all of six years old. I had no idea that my curiosity would lead to an eventual career down the road; it just seemed like a great way to make my own computer games at the time! I still remember being the only girl at a summer computer camp, eight years old and surrounded by thirteen year old boys. Needless to say, I wasn’t too popular–and even less so when they found out my coding skills.

I have no idea why computers and programming is still a mostly men’s world. I blame this on latent sexism and prejustice in regards to any woman in the sciences or mathematics in this culture. Even now, I still get told “comforting” things by men such as “Oh, it’s so much better now being a woman in the industry, there’s no prejudice at all!” Um, I beg to differ. I once worked for a place where they made me–and only me–telemarket for them from all of the people on the development team. When I confronted them, I was told that “women sound better on the phone”. A few years ago I was on a forum where the guys there ranted that no woman in the field existed and if we did, we were only junior to mid level and our coding skills were supposedly subpar. Well, this senior level softwar engineer will disagree with that!

It’s true that today there are more female geeks out there: geeks in regards to computers, science fiction, fantasy, role playing games, etc. I was at a discussion at a recent scifi/fantasy convention on what precisely a geek is, and it was determined that a geek is an enthusiastic, knowledgable person in a particular field or topic that is considered to either a) not be mainstream and/or b) cerebral. I am forever grateful to Joss Whedon for providing female geeks on his shows: Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Kaylee from Firefly are fantastic examples of this one.

Geeks aren’t afraid to not be mainstream. We probably don’t care who won the Oscars. Some of us might be into sports, others not. We’re probably watching shows like Supernatural and Fringe while everyone else is watching Jersey Shore. Some geeks are embarrassed at their interests and try to “fit in” while others embrace it and just don’t care about what other people think.

I ceased to give a crap about what others thought of me and my interests back when I was around eleven or twelve years old. It was around then that I read various essays by Henry David Thoreau and Ralph Waldo Emerson, and they greatly inspired me. In particular, quotes like this:

From Emerson:

    “Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.”
    “Make the most of yourself, for that is all there is of you.”
    “Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. Nothing can bring you peace but the triumph of principles.”
    “Nothing external to you has any power over you.”
    “To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”
    “Whoso would be a man, must be a nonconformist. He who would gather immortal palms must not be hindered by the name of goodness. Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. Absolve you to yourself and you shall have the sufferage of the world.”
    “Be yourself; no base imitator of another, but your best self. There is something which you can do better than another. Listen to the inward voice and bravely obey that. Do the things at which you are great, not what you were never made for.”

And from Thoreau:

    “Be true to your work, your word, and your friend.”
    “Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.”
    “I have learned, that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.”
    “How can any man be weak who dares to be at all?”
    “If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.”
    “There is but little virtue in the action of masses of men.”

I guess I’m a literary geek too. 🙂

It’s these works, I think, which inspired me to deliberately seek out corners where I knew I’d be able to meet more of my “own kind” in high school: chess club, computer club, science club. As a result, I had a blast. As an adult, not much has changed. I hang out in “fandom” corners where people share my love of certain books, movies, and tv shows such as Star Wars, Star Trek, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Harry Potter, and Sherlock Holmes. I’ve attended science fiction conventions, read and written “fanfic”, cosplayed, and had a fabulous time just following my bliss.

I’m not particularly likely to care about what people think “adults” should believe, think, speak, or act like. I believe in being responsible to yourself, your principles, and your way of life. People should live according to whatever reaches into your chest, grabs a hold of your heart, and sets your soul on fire. All else is dust and smoke.

And that in a nutshell is why I’m proud of being a geek.

My love/hate relationship with WoW’s death knights.

Am I the only one who is completely stuck on this particular quest: http://www.wowhead.com/quest=12779/an-end-to-all-things? Seriously, I have died a billion times and am running out of gold to repair my armor.

I absolutely love the complexity and storyline of the Death Knights (plus my Acherus Deathcharger kicks ass), but this quest is beating me to a pulp. No matter what I do, I can’t seem to avoid enemy fire and the one time I tried to swoop down to eat one of the fallen soldiers, I somehow got on the ground and dismounted as a result. Instant death!

I hear there’s a trick to firing on the people below without dying, but I find myself out of the arena and then forced off and onto enemy lines. One time this happened and I wound up on the wall. Only waiting until my stone recharged so I could get back and restart the quest allowed me to get off the wall without dying.

I’ve tried Googling and looking at the forums, seems a lot of people struggled with this one but some claimed it was easy. I think they either cheated or made a pact with a WoW demon. 😛

Oh well. In the meantime, I’m playing around with a new Draenei Shaman.