How I responded to sexism in gaming with empathy Lilian Chen
Peking House is my family-owned Chinese
restaurant in Willimantic, Connecticut,
where I spent nearly 20 years growing up,
before we sold it.
My brother and I spent most of our time
in the room in the back
called “the office.”
“The office” was really
just a storage room,
but it had our gaming systems,
and the game that we played the most
was called Super Smash Brothers Melee.
For those who don’t know,
Super Smash Brothers Melee
is an older fighting game
made for the Nintendo GameCube.
My brother and I spent hours
playing this game,
so much that we even challenged
restaurant customers to matches.
Eventually, my friends dragged me out
to a local tournament,
where I ended up placing 13th out of 33.
Not bad, but definitely far from the best.
After training with higher level players,
and taking notes
on matches I found online,
I started to travel
to national tournaments,
and before I knew it,
I was being whisked around
the United States at the age of 17,
all because of a video game.
Totally living the dream life, right?
This is how I ran head first
into the competitive
Super Smash Brothers Melee community,
a scene that I’ve been a part of
for nearly ten years.
I’m sure that when
I say competitive gaming,
you guys are imagining a room of people
hunched over their laptops.
Sometimes it can look like that,
but more often
it looks something like this.
(Laughter)
Because Smash Brothers Melee
is such an old game,
it requires those big,
boxy TVs to be played on.
Our players are so dedicated,
that they will actually lug these things
onto their flights as carry-ons.
(Laughter)
The community is also absurdly diverse.
This is a photo of Apex,
an annual tournament held in New Jersey.
In 2013, over 1500 people showed up
from 16 different countries.
I feel like if 16 countries
are flying out to New Jersey,
that’s saying something.
Sorry, New Jersey.
(Laughter)
In the gaming community,
I was known by my gamer tag “_milktea,”
but in real life,
I was still very much just Lilian.
When I was 17, I was shy and quiet,
and I was often bullied by my classmates
for being different, for being Asian.
Some of them made fun
of the clothes I wore.
Others asked me out on dates as a joke.
Another called me a Chinese prostitute.
But when I was “_milktea,”
I was part of a community
that welcomed and accepted me.
Except what’s missing from this picture?
Do you see any women?
When the gender imbalance is this large,
social dynamics can become a bit skewed.
You get a lot more attention
than you normally would.
[milktea is an angel]
At the time, I didn’t understand why
I was getting this attention.
I just knew that it was so much better
than what I was dealing with at school.
[I love Milktea.]
Here’s one of my favorites.
[Milktea chan you are really attractive.]
[If I had to rate you for beauty
I give you a 8 out of 10]
[Only because I’ve been
crushing on another girl for a long time]
(Laughter)
But then, things took
a turn for the worse.
[Why is everyone blaming milktea lol?]
[She is a harlot.]
[She doesn’t like Smash,
she just wants attention.]
And then you started
to see comments like this.
[coz you’re only known in the scene
for being the subject of nerdy fantasies]
[suck a **** in crappy smasher’s dreams]
Over years,
I began internalizing all of this,
and then I took these attitudes
and projected them onto other women.
“Ew, why is she so girly?
Is she even a real gamer?”
I felt my voice shrinking
and the resent growing inside of me,
and eventually, I distanced myself
from the Smash community altogether.
Fast forward a few years.
I landed my first job in New York City.
There, I realized that sexist behavior
didn’t have to be the norm.
But nevertheless, I stayed quiet
and withdrawn.
Public speaking? Never going to happen.
(Laughter)
But then, this Facebook comment
appeared in my feed.
[Stop chalking up the terror
of the internet to the Smash community.]
[In general, we’re very
accepting of females]
I swear, at that very moment,
my inner wallflower
spontaneously combusted.
I started writing blog posts
that talked about my experiences
and issues I had faced
within the community,
and to my surprise,
they went viral within our scene.
A well-known fighting game website
picked up one of my posts
and later on, Polygon, a gaming site,
covered my future work.
All of this led to the creation
of The New Meta,
a panel that I cofounded and moderated
with the NYU Game Center.
We roped in tons of women
from different gaming communities
to talk about issues of sexism
within gaming.
But the entire panel’s point
was to raise awareness
in a way that did not shame male gamers.
As a woman, I was sexist,
and even misogynistic,
against my own gender.
Sometimes, when you’ve been immersed
in an environment for long enough,
it can be hard to differentiate
between harmful behaviors and normal ones.
While some gamers
are intentionally malicious,
some may not even realize
that they’re perpetuating sexist
behaviors in the first place.
Empathizing with these gamers
is more productive
than outright dismissing them.
Initiate a conversation.
Deconstruct these behaviors,
no matter how obvious
they might seem to you.
And please, leave
the accusatory tone behind.
If I had been dismissed
as a sexist neckbeard,
I wouldn’t be on this stage
talking to you right now.
And to my surprise,
I found that people were willing
to change, and they wanted to help.
[As a guy, how to treat girls
in eSports equally?]
[Trying my hardest,
but advice would help.]
And whenever I had any doubts,
I started to receive feedback like this.
[I got a few female Smashers
into the scene because of you.]
This entire experience has shown me
that my silence only further enabled
sexism within gaming.
Nobody is perfect.
Internalizing biases and becoming lost
in them is deceptively easy.
By being vocal,
you force yourself and those around you
to reevaluate their actions
and their perceptions.
Everyone in this room has a voice.
You have to use it,
and you have to use it responsibly.
Not only can you provoke change,
but you can empower others to do so, too.
Thank you.
(Applause)