I sit and I stare. Wide as the monitor is, it seems today it can’t suck me into its deep universe.
Dreaming what has already been dreamed
No, not today. Electric light hits my face, and my pulsating eyes. Sound intertwines with my silence in the far corner of the room. “Today I introduced myself to my own feelings”. Good ol’ Anathema. I twist my head like a rickety contraption. To scratch my thoughts against the sound. Blogging isn’t easy. Everybody thinks that squashing some words against bits and bytes solves everything. That with their words and thoughts the world is suddenly better. And then the pain comes. The doubt that maybe you’re spamming not only the Internet, but the whole universe. The doubt that everything has been said before, and done. A glimpse of the fact that you’re probably just another one to round off the pattern in an array of feelings. That’s why I sometimes find it better to keep silent. Silence is confortable.
Spoiler alert: if you don’t have the slightest idea what is going on in the game industry you might want to skip this post. Or maybe I am wrong. You might find Zero Punctuation destressing anyway. Why is that? Because Ben “Yahtzee” Croshaw comes fully charged with loads of British accent and British spicy criticism (he gets picky on them games, yes he does). Although he is actually Australian. Ironically? This is not the only shot of irony you’ll get throughout his special video reviews, trust me on that. In the five minutes in which he shoots his fast forward review at you, you might actually forget that games are not what they used to be. That being a gamer is less of an honor, less of an “I’m special” case and more of a couch potato disease these days.
There’s a huge possibility that you won’t taste his jokes if you’re not a hard core gamer. Some of you sensible sorts might even find his language a bit too harsh and you might get bored of following his fast forward speeches. But if those are not a problem, you might benefit from a fresh approach on gaming. And one that leaves no survivors behind. A thing that all game reviewers should do, I must mention… no matter the cost, you hear me ?
And to get a taste of what Yahtzee means, please view his opinion on the almighty Spore game, the ultimate universal evolution simulator. Enjoy…
Today is a day that echoes how many people died once. People die all the time. But this time it was special.
Red velvet suffocating the Twin Towers
It was all over the news. But you know what hurt me most? I was so many kilometers away from the actual facts, from the actual happenings. That I couldn’t feel at all. I was reading the blog of a person who was there then, as she were today. And it shook me to read simple yet pure feelings for things she understood, for things she could fully embrace:
I MISSED…
my friend’s name being read.
Every year I listen for it.
I feel like I let him down.
2,555 days since my boss called me from a bus saying she saw a plane crash into the World Trade Center.
2,555 days since The New Yorker staff huddled in a conference room glued to the television before we were ordered to leave the office.
2,555 days since I walked over 100 blocks to Harlem to get a train home.
2,555 days since cars in the New Canaan train station parking lot sat abandoned, their drivers would never return.
2,555 days since I slept in my parents’ bedroom.
2,751 lives lost.
One second and our lives changed forever.
Seven years … is anything different?
And me? I had no friends there. The only thing that I missed, the only thing I could miss was the confrontation with myself. I wish I were there in the middle of the disaster, so I could fight my own demons between the flames.
I didn’t know particle accelerators were such a big fuss until I heard of the Large Hadron Collider myself 5 days ago. Can’t say I’m really psyched about it (”Que sera, sera”), but one thing is certain, people are acting much more interesting than they did before the imminent “Apocalypse” had been announced. It’s like they’re all reaching out to grasp for air, like they suddenly become alive and shake off their solid contemporary-specific boredom. I even met a couple who had decided to engage (or that’s what they were joking about) because they didn’t want to die without taking this step.
Even Google is playing along
Of course, the reactions of my acquaintances alone wouldn’t have been reason enough for me to mention the LHC scientific project on my blog. I tend to despise mass hysteria. But one thing I cannot understand is how the experiment got into the press in the first place. Such things are usually kept under a deep silence as man defying God experiments always attract conflicting opinions. But this time around even Google decided to celebrate. Local press has been in a boil with live transmissions and death scenarios. And though the project has been launched several hours ago, we are not dead yet. Seems extinction had been postponed to the 21st of October, when protons will truly clash. I wonder what the press will bring up next, if we won’t die then either. So there are several things I want to do before I die:
Estimate the increased incomes of hypermarkets as people rush to buy what they truly dream of before they die
Estimate the tendency to rise/fall of violence across the globe because of this LHC buzz
Live the rest 70 years I deserve to live
So yeah, I believe it’s about income after all. But it also concerns human rights. Still, somebody attracted my attention that if I have the right to live, everybody else has the right to be stupid from time to time. That includes the over 1000 scientists we will blame in case of disaster.
Also, there are other things that concern me more than the end of the world at the moment. I think that is true for most of us. In my case, I worry more about the Bulgarians building a nuclear powerplant. And maybe most of all, I’m shocked about the death of Bugs Bunny. See below what I mean.
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