Mighty Halfling
Explorer
Places to Go, People to Be, an Australian gamer site, takes a look at the moral/Christian/Satanic issues of RPGs in their August update.
I found a site with more biast opinions about how DnD is Satanic
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Pielorinho
Iron Fist of Pelor
Moderator's Notes:ecliptic said:
On second thought, don't answer this question. While this is an interesting discussion, it may not contain opinions about politics or about religion--ENWorlds two cardinal no-nos.
My thanks to folks who've kept it clean of these two influences; wagging fingers to the folks who haven't.
I'm personally fascinated by politics and by religion, and on other messageboards will expound my views pretty often. This just ain't the place to do it.
Daniel
Henry
Autoexreginated
I think I said it best when I stated earlier: All those who eat Bean Burritos are satanists and witches. 'Nuff Said. 
I know what Aaron is saying about small towns. For all the advantages of living in a small town, the disadvantage is that unpopular news spreads like wildfire - and some people are discounting the strength of the "witch-hunting" going on in the early 1980's. It's reduced now, because there has been two generations of players out there, who know the truth. Remember the general fear of computers from the 1960's to the 1980's? (It was commonly typified in various sit-coms and short ficiton). That was based on the same types of cultural fears of brand-new concepts. Once the populace ages and grows up with the new "thing", the fear of the unknown starts to disappear. It's still looked down upon in some smaller towns, but not to the extent in the 80's.
I know what Aaron is saying about small towns. For all the advantages of living in a small town, the disadvantage is that unpopular news spreads like wildfire - and some people are discounting the strength of the "witch-hunting" going on in the early 1980's. It's reduced now, because there has been two generations of players out there, who know the truth. Remember the general fear of computers from the 1960's to the 1980's? (It was commonly typified in various sit-coms and short ficiton). That was based on the same types of cultural fears of brand-new concepts. Once the populace ages and grows up with the new "thing", the fear of the unknown starts to disappear. It's still looked down upon in some smaller towns, but not to the extent in the 80's.
Piratecat
Sesquipedalian
Rel said:
Man, and to think how much I used to respect you. . .
Small towns are fascinating because it is there that one person can very easily make a difference. I suspect that if I lived in a small town I'd do my best to get on the zoming board, be in town government, and the like. . . because a person can make a lot of difference, and positive examples sometimes do a world of good at overcoming suspicion and prejudices.
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Chainsaw Mage
First Post
Ottergame said:
I don't know how much you know about epistemology, but think of it this way: You can't *prove* that demons *don't* exist, and that they *aren't* being summoned everytime someone plays D&D. Assuming that demons are invisible, incorporeal beings.
This whole "proof" game that materialists insist on playing is rather silly. Descartes refuted it centuries ago.
Rel
Liquid Awesome
Piratecat said:Man, and to think how much I used to respect you. . .
HA! And where did it get me?! So long I labored for the respect of Piratecat, dreaming of the accolades, the groupies, the enormous heaps of cash that would surely come my way once I had it. And what did I get?!
None of that stuff. Plus I seemed to be getting some kind of rash on my leg. No, Piratecat's respect turned out to be a hollow thing indeed.
So I figured to hell with Piratecat's respect! I'm just gonna be me and announce my love of country music for all the ENWorld to see! And I feel much better. And the rash appears like it might be going away!*
So if you like country music then say so without fear of losing the false hopes promised by the respect of Piratecat!** I know he sounds cool and everything being that he's both a Pirate and a Cat. But his real name is just Kevin. Respect from guys named Kevin is cheaply had and no reason to live in the Country Closet!
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* This post should in no way be interpreted to mean that listening to country music will cure your rash, cancer or low self-esteem. But you will learn a lot about momma, prison, trains, trucks and getting drunk.
**Actually, to be honest, I deeply yearn for the respect for Piratecat and weep nightly at the prospect that I've not yet earned it. This "witty" post where I pretend not to care about it is simply a ploy wherein I play "hard to get" in the hopes that he'll come grovelling for my forgiveness, wash my truck and read my Story Hour, posting nearly constant and effusive praise. But if none of that works then just pretend that this footnote doesn't exist and that my pride and integrity, present in the main body of the post, are still intact.
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