Author: Ceder Avalon

  • Change

    Change

    This a follow-up to an earlier post I made about… well, my process. After putting my thoughts and feelings all out there, I could look at them differently. Reading said post was like looking through a window into a house made out of victim-hood, defiance and dare I say it, misapplied positivity.

    Now there’s a set of sensations you don’t see combined every day. Reading through the post initially felt like a personal manifesto. And honestly? It kind of was. A manifesto I should probably let go of.

    That’s right. It has been less than a week and I’m already coming back from what came out of my own two hands. I know, I know, I’m a big hypocrite. Moving on.

    The other post was pretty intense. However, this post described a large part of my process.

    I’ve spent a long time navigating the landscape of modern day narratives. “Masculinity” means a lot of different things to different people. Dominance, leadership, oppression, agency. There are as many symbolic meanings as they are people to interpret them. But for me, it doesn’t mean anything in particular anymore.

    Being a man just means being a man. Being masculine, for me, just means not hiding anymore. Refusing the victim narrative. I understand this is a far cry from what I wrote down only days ago, but change happens to us just as much as we make change happen by our own volition. Getting older means letting go of things that used to define us. We can’t choose our past, but we don’t have to let our past determine our future. And so, I choose to both heal and learn at the same time.

    In turn, this means…. change. Change of some kind, anyway. I wanted to say “maturing”, but that would be too self-congratulatory, too smug. I guess I’m just getting accustomed to the state of my life. That’s the thing, isn’t it? Just being around for long enough, dealing with the same proverbial demons for this amount of time, makes it so that I get my experience from sheer attrition.

    Long story short, I’m invariably being dragged into the next chapter of my life. I’m slowly distancing myself from old hurt and rejecting the unspoken victimhood I’ve been adopting for so long. This means closing the old chapter and entering something new. And this time, I want to feel like I’m actually in control. I will need to remind myself constantly that I do have agency, and it will be an entirely new way of life for me. But in my case, it would be a way of life that has been a long time coming.

  • Overcoming Rejection

    Overcoming Rejection

    This little entry is about being a man. If you’re a woman reading this article, be very welcome, but you are probably not the target audience.

    Now. Try talking about any issue in a man’s life. Try talking about what it’s like having a man’s life experience. What is the immediate response? The notion that “Women have it worse.” Right, sure, granted. For all I know, that might be completely correct. But I’m talking about something specific here. Being a man in 2026.

    I was about to write a whole article about chosen loneliness. The ever-present feeling of failure. The absence of hope. The sensation of being completely unwanted, undesired.

    And I would have written such an article, but really? General society doesn’t care. If you’re a man and you’re struggling, you should care on an individual level, by yourself in the safety of your own home. If you’re dealing with negative emotions, there are things you can do by yourself. Journaling, therapy, meditation, all valid options when practiced privately. Things change drastically when you go public.

    If you’re a man, it’s not very rewarding to let other people in. If you’re a man reaching out, you might just get very specific combination of humiliation, pity and apathy. “Why would a man reach out for help? Don’t men already have all the power? What are they complaining about?

    The default assumption seems to be that men, as a demographic group, have to be kept in check. That society is worse for having men in it, and that we should focus our efforts on stopping men from causing harm instead of helping them. An evergreen notion seems to be that men don’t need any help, and any help men do receive from the community is misapplied. The men who just so happen to fall by the wayside are seen as an acceptable sacrifice.

    Thing is, a lot of men are falling by the wayside. Large swaths of men are drawn to extremist male subcultures. Andrew Tate comes to mind, but also political extremism or black-pill culture. If these options don’t make your hair stand on end, I don’t know what will. For the guys who fail to find a group of their own, prospects are even worse.

    There is a reason that the concept of a “safe space for men” gets you laughed out of the room. In practice, a safe space tends to be a place where men are not allowed, or just not welcome at the very least. That does send a message, doesn’t it?

    The first half of the 21st century is turning out to be the longest, most drawn-out humiliation ritual that the male gender has ever seen. There doesn’t seem to be any correct way to be a man. Any attempt to identify as masculine nets you an immediate “potentially right-wing” red flag. Any attempt to explore positive masculinity, no matter your intentions, inadvertently railroads you to a plethora of toxic spaces. Andrew Tate, red-pill communities, the man-o-sphere, you name it.

    By now, enough time has passed for masculinity to almost just be a shorthand for toxic masculinity. The association with misogynist culture has built up so much that general society might as well declare war on the entire male gender.

    Now, let’s talk about GamerGate.

    Right. I’ve decided to mention GamerGate. Yes, -that- GamerGate, the whole debacle from 2014 going on to 2015. You might be wondering where I’m going with this.

    I’m just going to come out and say it. GamerGate was a formative experience for me. It taught me a number of valuable lessons. Going by the Wikipedia article on it right now, the article starts with the incredibly malicious claim that GamerGate can be primarily defined as a large-scale misogynist harassment campaign. The page seems to be protected against editing as well, which seems purposely obstructive on the part of the page’s administrators as well. Correcting the page seems impossible right now, and the administrators seem perniciously dedicated to maintaining the vicious smears, starting with the blatant disinformation at the top of the article.

    For anyone who wasn’t around, reading the article does paint a heinous picture. A small number of innocent women were violently harassed by an irrationally hateful, misogynist internet mob of typically male gamers. Open and shut case, right? Except that’s really not what happened.

    GamerGate was about ethics in games journalism. A video game developer, who just so happened to be a woman, decided to sleep with a reviewer in order to get a good review on a terribly lackluster game.

    Consumers quickly became aware of the obvious conflict of interest, resulting in a far-reaching breach of trust between consumers and the journalists who are supposed to protect them from bad purchases. Never before has corruption in games media become such a viscerally immediate scandal of corruption. The video game developer at the heart of this issue, however, blew up the fairly limited “GamerGate” affair at the time by approaching the mainstream press with her own story. I’m sure this was her version of damage control, were it not for what she exactly told the press. She portrayed the sizeable backlash from “gamers” against her actions as unwarranted misogyny, coming from hatred based on her gender instead of what she had done.

    And so, the mainstream media ran with the video game developer’s side of the story. When it reached the public, the narrative was set in stone before even bothering to check what the other side of the debacle was. By then, it was too late for the media channels to change stories without losing face. Not that they really cared for the people who’s reputations they were destroying, which was still by and large male gamers. In 2014 and 2015, by sheer force of repetition in the mainstream media, it became heavy-handed “common sense” that most male gamers are misogynists. Nuance be damned, the truth has been unilaterally decided upon by the press.

    Men and boys are easy targets of slander, after all, and there was little point in apologizing to them or correcting the narrative. Men were seen as obvious aggressors at the time, and by sheer cultural resonance, the idea of men as mindlessly irate misogynists has been deeply entrenched in western culture. The deeply misandrist lie is maintained and repeated to this day, least of all on Wikipedia, and by proxy it has served as a notable source of blanket hatred against men to this day.

    If there is anything to learn from this, it is that malicious narratives might just stick around longer than they should, and that it’s not always the right people who are in charge of the information. The damage done to the reputation of men as a whole was severe, in large part due to careless reporting from the mainstream media. Even today, the venomous and misandrist versions of the narrative persist, while the truth remains buried on mostly unread blogs.

    In today’s society, the broad concept of “men’s issues” is treated with a scarcely held back sneer. This is one of the things we have inherited as a culture from failing to stand up for what is right. Leaving kindhearted men in the dust for failing to meet impossible standards, blaming them for their own suffering, and worst of all, ignoring them when they ask for help.

    How to respond to this as a man with dignity

    So what do you do? You walk away. You keep your head held high. The cavalry has decided long ago that no help is coming. You move on with dignity, and even as you do so, you’ll probably be met with the same scorn. The realization has to finally set in that there very little you can do to be acknowledged as a man. According to general perception, you’re in the wrong no matter what you do. Misogynist. Macho hotshot. Wrong for even existing. And so, you leave that behind. You uphold your own morals, your own standards, and you don’t quit for anything. Even if the whole world is against you for reasons you can’t help, it doesn’t matter. Walking away was always allowed.

    Sadly, toxic narratives are all too common. “Zero-sum” narratives where bettering your own well-being as a man is seen as an indirect attack on the well-being of women or other groups of people. Decisively walking away from such toxic narratives is an act of self‑respect, nothing more, nothing less. Here’s my advice; Draw your boundaries as a man and stand by them. Beware of voices that dismiss your experience as a privilege problem, and seek out those who listen without judgment.

    Men deserve to be in a space that affirms their humanity, values, and capacity to belong somewhere in this world. All you need as a man is the willingness to create that space yourself, and to stand by that space wholeheartedly. You can build your sanctuary by your own principles, with or without anyone else’s approval.

    That may sound defiant, and it is. True strength often grows from within, and true strength is recognized. Yet strength does not have to be solitary. When you feel ready, you can invite people in who respect your boundaries. Your community should be a place that lifts you up, and where you can lift up those around you. Being a man in 2026 is about being a force for good, no matter what comes your way.

    If today’s day and age is a test of one’s character, know that any test can be passed. After all, the measure of a man is determined by the quality of their heart.

  • Recipe Hunter 1 – December 2025

    Recipe Hunter 1 – December 2025

    Of course, it’s a new segment. Recipe Hunter.

    I will be bringing you three tasty, healthy and interesting recipes from all over the internet.

    Chicken Tinola

    I have not tried it. I barely know what it is. However, Trappy has given his personal recommendations for the traditional Filipino dish called tinola. Try it out, let me know how it goes, and tell me it sucks if you really want to.

    Chili sin Carne

    This one is a tried and true alternative to the most typical dish of meat and beans. Of course there would have been a vegan recipe, and of course it’s Mexican—because why wouldn’t it be? Courtesy of our local vegan, Lumeychan.

    And yes, I put the em dash in there by hand.

    Spinach Soup

    Did you know I had a spinach soup phase in 2023? This is a personal recommendation for the spinach fans, to channel one’s inner Popeye the Sailor Man.

  • Poem – Another wintry day

    Poem – Another wintry day

    The following is a stream-of-conscious series of pretty words that I put in the general category of “poetry”. Enjoy, or suffer.

    Frozen lakes fall devilishly still, rippled in the deep mirror. Aspiring to full width and breadth of the wake within the wade, the waylaid forlorn are so little quelled by the loggery felled.

    Slate and sleigh and sleet and clay, the red in the hearth is but weight in the heart. The days are a daze in a number of ways, marked by the moors of the keys in the door.

    Fog and cold froth, the brook’s end wrought a mere willow creek in stone frost, for naught a drab morrow in timeless smother.

    Yet sure the umber fires snugly churn the billowing fur, anew a stew pot atop a reed row tableau. Little poppets and blocks strewn astride beside the bedside, lints and prints at rest pressed at a lit pine’s behest.

    So heartly a season swath will or wall, right by which rise come snow to fall. Either teethered on the aether or fettered by the weather, the wisely aspired inquire quite quieter one last thing to say.

    There will always be one more wintry day.

    Ceder Avalon

  • Retrospective – Monster Hunter Wilds

    Retrospective – Monster Hunter Wilds

    After putting 310 hours into Monster Hunter Wilds, I felt it appropriate to write a one-man review of this little number in the Monster Hunter franchise. Those who know me are fully aware that I am a Monster Hunter fanatic, and to a lesser extent a fan of Capcom. (Capcom staff, if you’re reading this, I have not forgotten the on-disk DLC debacle of Marvel versus Capcom 3, but I am choosing to move past it.)


    Why Monster Hunter Wilds is the same as any other Monster Hunter title

    I have depending on how you want to slice the title versioning, I have played five or six games in the series. Given that tidbit of information about my experience with the franchise, I think I can tell what flies and what doesn’t fly.

    Monster Hunter Wilds features all the action-arcade intensity that we know and love from the previous titles. All the weapons are there, albeit continuously tweaked and different from Monster Hunter World and Monster Hunter Rise respectively. The Greatsword is still slow as hell, you still need an academic degree to play a Charge Blade, the Gunlance still makes big explosions and the Insect Glaive still turns you into a helicopter.

    One of the many beloved features of the game is the diverse and beautiful environments, natural regions and the incredibly impressions of a real wilderness. Graphical fidelity is higher than ever, and the fantastical nature of Monster Hunter environments remains on full display.


    Why Monster Hunter Wilds is different from any other Monster Hunter title

    Of course, no Monster Hunter game is complete without each new entry being a natural evolution in the series. In the case of Monster Hunter, sadly, this comes down mostly to natural selection removing the most challenging and interesting parts of the game. Monster Hunter 3 for the Wii was my introduction to the series, and for all accounts, I found the game a devastatingly beautiful piece of programming.

    Monster Hunter 4, however, removed underwater combat. Fine, I thought. Then Monster Hunter World removed paintball tracking. Monster Hunter Rise made every area so much smaller by adding too much mobility. And now, Monster Hunter Worlds removed something else, something I can hardly tell what it is anymore. The end-game doesn’t feel the same as the other games in the series, mostly because I breezed through Low Rank and most of High Rank without a care in the world.

    Finally, with the addition of some monster in the Free Title Updates, the game gained some real replay value. But for me, the damage was already done. This entry has this bad taste in my mouth of feeling like a game for babies, even though the new Tempered monsters in High Rank are actually a challenge again. I can imagine getting something out of the Event Quests and Arena Quests as well, but I could not tell in advance what I’d be doing those for. After all, new items and equipment only unlock -after- completing the quest, so there is little drive beforehand to try out every quest.


    The long and short of it

    Monster Hunter Wilds right now, in its current state, is gearing up to be a fine successor to the Monster Hunter line. The new monsters are adding real content to the game, and if an expansion is on the way, this might be a new blaze of glory for Monster Hunter fans worldwide.

    I can only suggest Monster Hunter for new and veteran players equally, but really? Monster Hunter World should still be the go-to game for complete newbies. While Monster Hunter Wilds is great for the story lore, arcade action and graphical fidelity, this game does not sit at the top of the Monster Hunter quality pyramid.