A Bad Thing About Tanki

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A Bad Thing About Tanki

 

All texts in my opinion | No hate comments plz

 

                Tanki, as we all know it, is already packed with a bunch of flaws – major flaws. The primary ones are certainly imbalanced gameplay, huge buyers, lack of proper matchmaking, obscene graphics, and more. We all know this. It has quite a few positive aspects as well: almost free to play gameplay, online multiplayer, ability to run on low system requirements, and more. However, just like my previous article A Good Thing about Tanki, there is a particular matter of malice in the game, that most of us often seem to forget of, or not know of: Everyone can communicate.
 
                The instant thought one might find may be of confusion, or opposition. Surely allowing everyone to communicate is not a ‘bad thing’, but the problem lies in what words people exchange. “Thanks for the healing, AwesomeGirl42” is not a problem, but “you suck so bad, your mom regrets giving birth to you” is. A malicious attack from a random tanker may be of no effect, but alternatively could hurt someone, if they are acquainted to them. People may find offense in such words, and as a result, they may be hurt. Such insults may not seem harsh; however, you never know who is behind that screen. It could be an old, lonely man, trying to live off his money and time in a game that he knows is utterly useless, yet, that is what keeps him accompanied day and night. One day, the same old man may be tired of his life, and decide to add a full stop to it, just because someone gave sense to him that his life didn’t matter anymore.

 

                Good point, eh? Probably not for many readers. “Why should I care about what an old man does? It’s not my problem that he decides to kill himself. Old people die all the time!” soliloquized one random tanker. The random tanker is right… for now. He will grow up to be as old as the former was, and may spit out the same words as he once said, but from the younger youth. Small words can hurt big, just like the flaps of a butterfly may one day return as a violent storm. Words can kill, if you didn’t know. From the very words of Caesar to the abuse from a 16-year-old, both of them can kill. People hide their pain to not show their weaknesses. The world is a cruel place, show your weakness and you get stabbed in the back. Nevertheless, not showing weakness is also what prevents you from receiving care from the kind and loving. The hurt keep their wound a secret, and it tends to widen it day by day. Doubtless, one wouldn’t obviously kill himself, because humans, luckily, have something known as self-consciousness, and that’s what keeps us from doing an act as calamitous as death, however, though one might not die, he or she may be at unrest, sorrow, and discouragement.
 
                Much is said about the wound, little about the cause. You may be the tanker who caused one’s grief, so could I. Either way, the triumphant is often unaware about the damage he deals when playing with the hammer. Abuse, swearing, and profaning are synonyms a way to express strong emotions. The error surfaces when one uses them directly, without knowing that the partner may be affected negatively by the words. He could have camped the entire XP/BP or sucked really bad at jumping in parkour, still, that is no reason to mock. Instead, a simple description of the mistake, or rather, simply leaving the battle would just do fine. As far as I have seen in my Tanki career, the ones who swear are teenagers acting serious. Though a 10-year-old child maybe annoying, he certainly won’t hurt someone. I am no psychologist, but I believe that the reason why people take communicating the wrong way is because they are angry, ignorant, or they just do not care. Serious folks probably expect others to be the same, and get things right. That could be a reason. Another could be that they cannot hold their temper. The last reason, which I hope is the minority, is that tankers are evil enough to want harm to come to their surroundings.
 
                You have read this far, and you probably know that the morale of the essay is to ‘not abuse’. For me, I do not think that ‘not abusing’ is the solution. You can give a thousand ****s, or none, but what truly matters is how you express it, and how the user imagines what you said. A wise man yesterday on skype quoted:

 

The written word does not convey a person's intent - you can neither HEAR the way they are saying something, nor SEE their body language.  So instead, the person "READING" the words will overlay and deposit their current feelings onto what they read.  How they are feeling right now is combined with their history, their experiences, their ability to handle stress, their family life.  It all impacts us.

                As mentioned earlier, profane language is just a manner of expressing strong emotions. Express it then. Express the world what you feel. Your joy, your sorrow, your anger – express it all. Don’t tell someone that they suck really bad and should die, say that you are feeling angry, and do not wish to stay with the partner. I believe that we should express ourselves. Sure, when you say that you don’t wish to stay with the partner any longer, he may get hurt, but at least, he won’t get hurt any worse. If people expressed their emotions, at least, people will get to know each other’s problems, and attend to the wound. When you are at the state of anger, say it, say that you are ****ing angry, there is nothing wrong to it, but just don’t hurt the other person. Tanki is full of kids, but we all know that the solution is not banning those who profane, rather, to teach children that these are words used to express emotions that can’t be expressed by mere formal Oxford Dictionary words. That’s what I believe.
 
                Such a scenario can be seen in real life too! In a relationship, a member can hide his problems and emotions, and then, all of a sudden, burst out insults. Isn’t it better to simply say your sorrows beforehand, and let a remedy be made? Our lives, as we know it, is sheltered by our parents. They have made a cozy little spot on the Earth, for us to live in. Once we move out, we see wild animals and birds everywhere. Difficulty peaks as high as Mount Everest. The solution isn’t to stab them with long spears, neither to make mountains smaller, but to tame the animals and take their help to get atop large landmasses. When people get cures, they become more and more generous, and so on, the ones around them become the same. At one point, we see a flourishing civilization.
 
                It’s kind of funny how this essay moved from “A Bad thing about Tanki” to “Mountains and Animals”. Let it be funny. Let the joy spread, because, if the world is to smile, let the smile start with you :).
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Edited June 14, 2017 by tweezers

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Approved. 

 

-Grammar and spelling edits. 

-Spacing edits. 

-Replaced some words in a couple of places. 

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Nice wall of words there, Donald

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Really deep!

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Meaningful

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Atta boy bhai!!  Good stuff.  Some great quotes in there too!!  Smart ppl u know!!  ;) :P

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That's SICK ya know!

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good read