Everyone doesn’t really want games that appeal to women. Everyone really just wants women to play their games. Otherwise, wouldn’t everyone be specifically looking to hire females to be on the design team, or to take more chances when it comes to design? — Xanthippe, on f13.net.
Once upon a time there was a world where half of the population couldn’t see the color blue. Painters got very frustrated when people kept asking them to paint their house the color of the sky, or of water, because they couldn’t see blue, most of them, and they didn’t know what was being asked for.
The painter’s union started having seminars on blue. “Sort of greenish, but with less yellow in it.”
The painter trade association was very surprised when something sort of purplish sold very well, and immediately started measuring the red quotient in it.
A lot of fans of painting said that it didn’t matter, because blue was sissy anyway, and not real painting.
But the people who could see blue kept insisting that blue was all around them, if only they would look and see.
So a few of the painter companies tried hiring some of the folks who could see blue. They quickly complained that other workers were painting over their blue all the time, because they couldn’t see it. “Outline it in yellow?” they were told. Or, “Are you sure there’s really blue out there? Because we see no evidence of it, and market research says that there aren’t any blue paintings that sell.” A lot of them never got hired, because it was figured that if they were crazy enough to want to paint with blue, they’d probably make bad employees.
A lot of the folks who could see blue ended up doing other things with paint instead–calligraphy, or graphic design. Nobody really noticed that they used blue like crazy, so it was only the painting industry that had a limited market.
Eventually, though, it was noticed that over time, everyone gets to see blue–the folks who didn’t see it tended to start seeing it as they got older. But then they had trouble working in the painting industry too, because they were too old, and their paintings didn’t have enough red and yellow in them, and were “too subdued for the market.”
In the end, the anti-blue brigades even got the industry to the point where the top sellers were only certain shades of yellow and red and green.
The conclusion, of course, was inevitable. Painting was probably inherently incompatible with blue. There was never a market for blue. Those blue-seers who worked with paints adapted in order to make a living.
And that’s why in that world there tend to be very few seascapes or pictures of puffy clouds.