Yesterday was a big day of change, and no, I'm not just referencing the U.S. midterm elections in this instance. Ron Edwards announced the "winter stage" of The Forge, which some people took as a re-purposing of his site, and others took as game over for that particular instrument.
Edwards seems inclined towards these gestures now and then; we go from his early references of gamers as "brain damaged" to his damnation of Indie Press Revolution as too impersonal or commercial or...something, and now we have the "winter stage" of the Forge. Only, you know, the Forge isn't going away, quite. Edwards also declares victory or something, which is great for him. I guess you can do that, since none of the rest of us can quite figure out exactly what the parameters of victory, or, fittingly, the rules of the game were in the first place.
Of course, there's a time to let everything go (2003 or earlier, by my watch, but let's be charitable for the moment). For Edwards, desperate to hang on to edginess or some manner of relevance long after having been eclipsed by more coherent and affable game designers, he can only hope to send up these dimming flares now and again, hope some poor, equally irrelevant blogger, bored on Election Night, will take a few minutes to blog about him once more.
Damn you, Edwards. Perhaps you did win, after all.