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Obviously your book is a memoir and is based upon your personal experiences, but I would contend that there were many people playing the game back then who were equally well adjusted. Of course our large, very social group (up to 2 dozen people with multiple games ongoing) may have self-selected for better adjusted people. There were a couple of players who had social issues, but they didn't tend to show up as often, probably because we had less tolerance for anti-social behavior, especially since we played in the back room of a hobby store for free as long as we didn't cause too much disruption.This was bad luck, really as it seems to me now that many of the people playing the game today are slightly better adjusted than the general population.
In the book, several sentences where spent dwelling on Frank, the "normal" science-fiction fan, and why he should have been doing else besides gaming. Then there's Billy, who came across as insecure and flamboyant, but a really nice gent. Some adult theater guy also GM'd some games. If you squint, you can see a different reality than what the narrator presents as the world of that young boy. Certainly, people can cling to bad gaming like it was a bad relationship. Doesn't make gaming bad.
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Actually I think the Elfish Gene is the best book I have ever read*, with some genuinely funny laugh out loud moments as well as some parts where I was unashamedly moved to tears.