hahahaaaa oh man, this is just getting pathetic now. Go home, Roger.
Again, you’re making some very amusing assumptions about who I am here. When you’re not just plain flailing, anyway.
Oh, and John didn’t hire me (again, I’m not hired by RPS. I’m a freelancer). Graham is the person who reached out to offer me work (and incidentally several writers, all of whom wrote for RPS in the old days you supposedly preferred, contacted me privately years before that to encourage me to write for them. The then-hivemind, including John, turned me down, mostly because my work then wasn’t very good). And he didn’t know my gender, age, race, religion, or even location. He just said my writing is funny, because it is. RPS actually knows very little about me, in fact I only even spoke directly to any of them in April, nearly four years after I first started writing here (discounting when I happened to briefly meet gillen a million years ago at a party), and nothing like gender or race relations or anything particularly heavy came up as a subject. Mostly we just enthused about games, and about soup. Which is exactly what RPS still does every week. Adam didn’t actually leave, he betrayed us to the Patto Minestrone.
But no, you just happen to be talking about how much it bothers you that RPS talks about feminism, and you just happened to take personal dislike to my writing after I disagreed with you, and you just happen to have paranoid theories about the one writer all the bigots single out even though he’s one of biggest contributors to the old era you supposedly preferred, and you just happen to leap to misogynist bleating about imaginary ‘quotas’, all completely coincidentally.