Many comicon participants are no more then super nerds, geeks and mamas boys. who have lost their real life to the fake life of game play. Stupid games that only soil their own personal morality. These people for some reason have not out grown pictures of silly costumes and fantascious story’s. Story’s of men and women with powers that make situations to bend the fabric of Gods law in their life. They have declared themselves to be little gods in their own eyes. Godlike powers that bend the shame that sin has put on mans body. Bends relationship boundaries as if power changes a mans heart.
There is nothing more humiliating then a man bound to his parents basement. He is a shame to the family name and does not wish to prolong any real legacy. He does not seek to prolong his own or Gods. He would rather play with his imaginary friends in the games he buys. With his or his parents, money he pays for his own slavery in these games, while the games make him feel like some sort of hero. He does very little to actually use his own mind. Surrounded by worlds and stories that others have created for him to think about. Instead of ever opening their eyes to the reality that is right in front of them.
Enslaved to the dungeon of the basement, this man is not able to hold down a relationship due to lack of responsibility, lack of commitment, and lack of respect for the women around him. So because he will not man up he will hear the grief of his mother for the rest of the time she is alive.
There is nothing more humiliating then a woman begging for the affections of boys staring at sparkling lights. The women of this generation are desperate to find a man who does not compromise. Who won’t lie just to get into their pants. Men who will care more about her then the Xbox. Her children more then the play station. Many out of a perceived loneliness compromise with a man of compromise and in the end, end up broken abused and compromised themselves.