we all have those friends who get a bit giddy one evening and then do a bunch of crazy things. i’m the same sort of person, apparently. i have a dirty little secret i’m going to confess to, since whomever is reading this is a buddy and it doesn’t matter: i bought infinity ward’s modern warfare 2 last night. it was shameful. totally spur of the moment, because i’ve been going nuts lately gathering cheap trophy games. i was picking up dead space as well and it happened to be on the same shelf. i’ve been hearing about it from sites AND friends, and then before i knew what was happening, BAM. i forked out 60$. i quickly stumbled out of the store before it could get any worse.
on the way home, i demanded an explanation from myself. why?! it wasn’t the reviews – i’m my own person and i honestly couldn’t give a fuck about other people’s opinions. it’s not even the typical female ‘i loooove a man in uniform’ drivel. it’s this one scene i’m hooked on. now, this really IS shameful…you get to actually watch people die. i don’t mean that the way it sounds. in real life, i’m a much bigger fan of peace and dialogue-oriented ways of resolving conflict. after a shit day though, it’s really nice to blow the hell out of something.
my point is this: it’s amazing to live in this world sometimes. we are now at a place where technology has enabled us to bring the awful and ghastly spectacle of war into our living rooms. we don’t need training, we don’t even need any self-discipline. it’s just picking up the controller and cracking away at your own [sixth]axis of evil.
if i see a soldier today i’m going to hug him/her and thank them.