Thursday, January 24, 2008


I am disgusted. Absolutely disgusted and repulsed by the repugnance of the video game industry, which is little more than an industry of death, to give it a slightly more alarmist name (and more appropriate name).

For years our children have been subjected to the video games in which they simulate shooting up their own schools (from their point of view), or in which they beat up “hos” with baseball bats, and drive over pizza delivery boys. Now they even have video games in which you mimic the movements of fighting, increasing kids’ natural aggression and increasing the likelihood that they will get into more fights, or shoot up their own schools, a tragedy that happens almost every day in this country.

But now they have gone too far.

Now there is a video game that tells the story of a violent operation of some kind, where you play an intergalactic fighter who goes around killing things (the things you kill are aliens, so I guess in the perverted eyes of the members of the industry of death (as I appropriately call it) that makes it “okay”!). But then, in the midst of killing aliens, the player plays a character who actually has sexual relations with an alien woman!

And this woman, although alien, is a voluptuous beauty, with large, taut breasts. Her buttocks is round and firm. Thighs creamy with sensual delight. Oh, but her skin is blue, so I guess in the perverted eyes of the members of this industry of death (see above), that makes it “okay”!

Let me state for the record that I do not waste my time playing these video games. My young daughter has a game console, and she plays a video game about an innocent princess who goes around doing endearingly innocuous things, and another game about teenage girls who try on clothes, but that is about it.

I prefer to read books, look at paintings, and watch films. These are activities that provide uplift. Even occasionally I watch television; shows like The Sopranos are amazingly complicated and well-structured.

This video game I just mentioned, which is full of sex and violence, is rated “M” by the video game rating board, but come on! That only means that children can’t BUY it! That doesn’t mean that they can’t PLAY it, and we all know that as parents, as much as we’d like to be able to monitor our children “24/7,” that just isn’t possible yet. And besides that, you might be appropriately shocked to learn, the video game ratings board is made up of members of the very industry of death that needs close monitoring!

I’m not saying that there is no place for violent video games. Some of the military-themed games provides young boys with a good understanding of our armed forces, and I understand that our military uses video game style simulations to train for difficult military operations. And, although I can’t speak authoritatively on this, I believe that S.W.A.T. teams around the country also rely on such technology as training to help them stay safe during dangerous no-knock raids where they put their lives on the line!

It’s time to bring the government into this debate. The industry of death has shown that it is only interested in giving people what they want in order to make money. But what people want is not always what they need. One need look at how fat everyone is now to see that!

Wake up, America! Say “no” to fatty foods!

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