I am a Social Justice Curmudgeon. (It says so right there, up top.) I don’t have a high-enough strength stat to be a Social Justice Warrior, and I can’t sing, so Social Justice Bard is right out. If life were a D&D campaign, I’d probably be the bartender in your starting village.
I consider myself to be firmly rooted in introversion. Social interactions drain me. Quiet time alone refreshes me. Any time I’m in a group of more than four people, chances are good I’m going to spend most of the outing looking at my phone or talking to one specific person. If I’m being gregarious, it’s a defense mechanism.
I also consider social justice to be a fundamental characteristic of a functional society. I believe that any society is only as healthy and functional as its least-fortunate, least-privileged members, and that it is an ethical duty of the privileged to use that privilege for the greater good. I agree with John Scalzi that Straight White Male is the lowest difficulty mode there is. I also happen to be a cissexual, heterosexual, white male.
I believe that equality is for everyone. I believe that love is love. I believe that black lives matter. I believe that trans women are women, and that trans men are men. (My pronouns, by the way, are he/him.) I believe that GamerGate was never about ethics in games journalism. I believe that there is no such thing as too much nuance when it comes to important topics of conversation.
I am a Social Justice Curmudgeon because, while I probably like you on an individual level, Dear Reader, as a collective group I find you all exhausting, and I’d just as soon be at home with a good video game and a nice glass of scotch.
(Please envision me telling you this as kindly as possible.)