![]() ![]() I am looking forward to seeing Riley in civilian life over some of those humiliatingly large glasses of whatever that they give people who don’t drink alcohol at bars. What’s there to roast, really? What a standup human being, pushing my little mind boundaries on video games, religion, ethics, life. It always was.) A fun friend, a trusted comrade, fiercely devoted to his team and union, to a fault - which I could harp on since this is a roast, technically, but I can only think of a certain resting concern face with a you-are-fucking-kidding-me half smile and frequent hand gestures resembling fists swirling in a video chat box. Throughout these years, and particularly lately, I’d increasingly seek his guidance to cut through the foggy sensation that I was slipping away from reality, that this - or that, or this, or THAT - wasn’t really happening, was it? (It was. Riley and I had first aligned temporally, at our orientation. Marina Galperina, Gizmodo features editor And by the way, as I checked my DMs for roasting material, I found you declaring that you would take curling lessons - say the word and we can start our path to the Olympics whenever. Someone whose work might not always have been as clear to those on the outside, but every time I had a chance to peek behind the curtains, you could see all the ways in which Riley kept everyone moving towards their own goals. Despite it being a break, Riley was still around to answer questions I had about the system, bounce headlines off of, or to read my inane ramblings about a weird League of Legends skin.Īnd when I think of Riley, that’s who I think of: the funny, helpful heartbeat of a website. I recently got to work with Riley again when I was freelancing earlier this year, running the blog while the Kotaku folks were on holiday. Eric Van Allen, former Compete staff writer And I hate you to death because I still have a lot to learn, but you won’t be around to teach me.įuck you, Riley. You’re not fun to work with in that regard, you do not let me have fun, but that’s ok because I needed to learn from you. You were my favourite editor because you taught me to think more deeply about how I say what I say. Truly from you I have learned that above all, brevity is the soul of wit. I am not as funny as I think I am and it takes a person who is never funny ever to remind me of that. I realise now that it was for my own good. Riley, for the longest time I was convinced you hated me, or at least hated my style of writing because of how you would mercilessly edit my pieces, removing anything that might inspire the smallest twinge of a smile in a reader. The idea that he wanted a roast, something that’s ostensibly fun, is wildly at odds with the dour, no-fun-allowed Riley I have come to love this past year. I was doubly confused because Riley is joyless. When I heard that Riley demanded a roast for his sudden and devastating departure I was confused because it was the first time I’ve ever seen him so sure about anything. Riley, if you’re reading this, please take advantage of the fact weed is now legal in NYC. It might be the only way to ensure that Riley gets some rest and logs the fuck off. Sometimes a little too much? You ever meet someone so fucking nice that you want to shake them and demand that they become more selfish? That’s Riley, and for his own sake, I’m kinda glad he’s leaving. If there’s one thing you can say about Riley, it’s that he cares. Patricia Hernandez, Kotaku editor-in-chief I did my best to get people to say mean things about him but most of them couldn’t help themselves. If Kotaku were the Snowpiercer and you lifted up its rusted paneling to peer inside its greasy machinery, Riley would be the child, teeth gritted and arms outstretched literally holding the gears together, staring back at you. He started at Kotaku as managing editor back in 2016 and has worn just about every hat you could at the site since, sometimes in an official capacity, but more often not. So I came out of roast retirement to make Riley’s final wish come true. When Riley Macleod told me he was quitting the first thing he said was, “I’m sorry.” The second was, “Please roast me.” ![]()
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