Why I'm Never Going Back to Penny Arcade Expo (www.wired.com)

This is the second article I've read regarding this topic in the last three days. I'm not exactly sure what exactly is going on here, but I know that their response seemed pretty halfhearted to me. In particular, this bit twanged my "don't say that. don't say that EVER." nerve

So let me start by saying I like the Dickwolves strip. I think it’s a strong comic and I still think the joke is funny. Would we make that strip today? Knowing what we know now and seeing how it hurt people, no.

To me, this reads "I like the strip, but I regret getting in trouble for writing it." The logical decision here is to say "I'm sorry. No more rape jokes." When this all went down, that's not exactly how things got handled, as they elaborate.

I absolutely regret everything we did after that comic. I regret the follow up strip, I regret making the merchandise, I regret pulling the merchandise and I regret being such an asshole on twitter to people who were upset. I don’t think any of those things were good ideas. If we had just stopped with the strip and moved on, the Dickwolf never would have become what it is today. Which is a joke at the expense of rape victims or a symbol of the dismissal of people who have suffered a sexual assault.

Because of the aforementioned actions, fervor built up around the idea of dickwolves. Now, it seems that anyone who criticizes Penny Arcade or the way the situation was handled in a quasi-public forum gets accosted by the nerd-army with rape and death threats.

So, I have to wonder: Is it something about Penny Arcade? Is it youthful ignorance of societal norms and expected behavior? Are videogame nerds (collectively) assholes? What does it say about me that I laughed when I read that strip the first time round and that I wish I had a fruitfucker poster for my house?