Quote from: Planet Algol;625839For fucks sakes, we're talking about folks being out of pocket $50 for an imaginary dungeon.

If you send me $50 I will send you twice as much nothing.  GUARANTEED.

Quote from: Planet Algol;625839For fucks sakes, we're talking about folks being out of pocket $50 for an imaginary dungeon.

Unfortunately human behavior becomes very angry and vicious, when money is directly involved.  (Even in relatively small amounts).

Out of curiosity, for his remaining supporters, do you believe that James really has any burning desire to do this product any longer?  That it is this life situation that is the real problem?

I don't believe so.  I think this life situation exists, and that it is a terrible thing, but that this project would be plagued with problems if James' father were hale, hearty, and had a great relationship with his son.

James stopped talking to Autarch on November 19.  His posts to G+ were quite public about his distaste of "writing for others" long before his father's situation changed just before Christmas.

The problem here isn't James' father's health.  It is that this dungeon is considered by James to be "writing for others".  And that characterization would apply, regardless.  This is not truly an "If not for..." situation.

Quote from: misterguignol;625843If you send me $50 I will send you twice as much nothing.  GUARANTEED.

Do you accept PayPal?

Compared to what people deal with in the custom knife world, the dwimmermount fiasco is nothing.

Quote from: Planet Algol;625848Compared to what people deal with in the custom knife world, the dwimmermount fiasco is nothing.

Even worse, is the financial markets.  (ie. Bernie Madoff, etc ...).

Quote from: Planet Algol;625848Compared to what people deal with in the custom knife world, the dwimmermount fiasco is nothing.

Custom. Knife. World.

Quote from: EOTB;625845Out of curiosity, for his remaining supporters, do you believe that James really has any burning desire to do this product any longer?  That it is this life situation that is the real problem?

I have no horse in this race as I didn't back this project but one backer adds another voice to this fiasco, a more mellow, laid-back, and constructive one, FrDave of Blood of Prokopius:
Dwimmermount, 3x5 Geomorphs, The Tome of Adventure Design & Boring Adventure Design

A blog post that gives you this can't be bad:

Quote from: ggroy;625844Unfortunately human behavior becomes very angry and vicious, when money is directly involved.  (Even in relatively small amounts).

50k is not really a small amount of money, that it came from a ramge of backers who each paid in a small amount seems immaterial to me.

Quote from: Gib;62586250k is not really a small amount of money, that it came from a ramge of backers who each paid in a small amount seems immaterial to me.

The problem I find with Kickstarter is that a lot of people don't seem to understand that, whatever the final total is, it isn't their 50k.  There's a weird entitlement/lack-of-perspective that kicks in, where people go on the rampage because they act like that 50k came out of their, and only their, pockets.

If the producer fufills their end of the deal it will never be an issue. People fuck up, and fucked up shit follows.

Quote from: Mistwell;625831Thanks for that.  In case it disappears:


James Maliszewski
6:18 AM  -  Limited
As some of you know, my father fell terribly ill in the early summer of last year, exacerbating a previous medical condition, and nearly died. Though he survived, his memory and intellect did not; he succumbed to alcohol-induced dementia. He does not know who he is or why he is in a nursing home. His prognosis then was not a positive one: he would likely live but the chances of his regaining his memory were slim to none. My family and I accepted this and tried to deal with it as best we could, which, as it turns out, wasn't very well. As the shock of the near-death emergency wore off, I convinced myself that, though my father's body was still alive, he was gone and that I'd dealt with that reality.

Shortly before Christmas, I learned that my father's physical condition had worsened. He was refusing to eat or drink, was barely coherent, and spent most of his time sleeping. I was told to expect him to die soon, so I rushed to see him before he did so. I was not prepared for what I saw. For a number of reasons, I had not seen my father face to face in several years and, when I did so, he was barely recognizable to me. At that moment, I realized that I had not in fact dealt with my father's death, the imminent prospect of which, rattled me to a degree I cannot begin to articulate.

Since Christmas, my father's condition has fluctuated wildly, improving just enough that he remains alive, but not enough that he no longer in danger of death. Needless to say, this has done me little good. My father and I had what could best be called a "complex" relationship and that, coupled with both the suddenness of his decline and the uncertainty about his immediate future, has taken its toll on me, as those closest to me can attest. I find it extremely difficult to do anything during these past weeks other than simple daily tasks. This note is the first time I've written anything at my computer since late last year and I'm doing it only because I've been informed that at least a few of you are concerned about my absence.

I'm doing my best to shake myself from this torpor, but it's not an easy process. My father remains in danger of death and that weighs heavily on my thoughts. Finding the desire to do anything during this time is difficult for me. I know I will find it again, but, until I do, I see little point in forcing it. Better that I unplug and stick close to family and those friends who truly understand and empathize with my situation.

In the meantime, know that I am alive, if not well, and will poke my head above water again when I feel I am in the frame of mind to do so. Prayers and well wishes are much appreciated. If I have ever done anything to earn your charity and compassion, now is the time I need them most.

Not included in that: "I'm sorry", or "I know I have obligations, and I'm sorry I'm not meeting them". Or some note of acknowledgment of responsibility. It would have been nice to hear, but some communication is better than none.

Quote from: Planet Algol;625848Compared to what people deal with in the custom knife world, the dwimmermount fiasco is nothing.

I can't be sure if you're serious or not, but as a frequent attendee of gun & knife shows, I can assure you this is actually the case.

Quote from: misterguignol;625852Custom. Knife. World.

People spend their disposable income on the darndest things!

Knives are no cooler nor no lamer than dungeons....

(I'm talking bushcraft knives, not killing knives)

Quote from: Zachary The First;625878Not included in that: "I'm sorry", "I know I have obligations, and I'm sorry I'm not meeting them". Or some note of acknowledgment of responsibility. It would have been nice to hear, but some communication is better than none.

I can completely understand why, in the state he portrays himself as being in, James might have forgotten that. In really bleak times it's very easy to go into a full-on survival mode where you're only capable of thinking of yourself.

At the same time, yeah, it's a little tactless.

Quote from: Warthur;625886I can completely understand why, in the state he portrays himself as being in, James might have forgotten that. In really bleak times it's very easy to go into a full-on survival mode where you're only capable of thinking of yourself.

At the same time, yeah, it's a little tactless.

Yeah, and I'm probably just picking the damn thing apart. I'll just repeat: what a mess.