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Saturday, July 26, 2008

freakin dragon bullshit

my (25 year old) husband and i cannot, and may never as long as we live, see eye to eye about video games and fantasy (not that kind, unfortunately haha) role playing games.

and this is a major point of contention in my universe. not as major as some womens' i imagine. i am aware that it could be far worse.

but for whatever my (25 year old) husband's reasonings are behind his fascination and addiction to dragons and elves and wizards and big breasted warrior women are...my views on video games and that sort of avoidance of reality are really quite simple.

imagine a cavewoman complaining that her (25 year old) caveman partner was playing video games and drawing comic books. there are obvious flaws in that statement, such as the lack of language, technology, electricity, and life expectancy of the cave(wo)man peoples. i get that...

imagine a woman in the 16 century complaining that her (25 year old) european (hell i will even make him italian now, my husbands' cultural identity)husband was playing video games and drawing comic books. same exact barriers here, and besides,he had crusades to fight and stuff...

imagine a woman in 19th century america complaining that her (25 year old) husband and father of her 3 children, was addicted to thinking about fighting dwarves and lands with names far stranger than prussia...same barriers here, besides the life expectancy thing, that was probably possible...but the rest didn't exist.

imagine a woman in 1976, the year i was born, complaining that her (25 year old) husband was addicted to thinking about nintendo games (or wtfe the new video game system is) and was so much into dwarves and wizards and drawing fantasy creatures and people, that he "fell in love" with a girl at work who offered him a look at her videogameplayer magazine while the wife was home pregnant with this man's first child...

wouldn't've happened. i was born just at the dawn of computers and video games.... just at the cusp between the technolological dark ages and my own flaming internet addiction (to social websites like youtube and myspace, i suppose because i have fallopian tubes instead of seminal vesicles) was i born into this world.

by the time my husband was in elementary school there was nintendo. NOT atari 2600 for the richest kid in your town...

we have a massive rift in our understanding of the de/evolution of human beings that i doubt can ever be mended, filled in, or even understood.

but i have been trying to sit down and write my opinion down for three years and through the birth of two babies and the death of my first husband...ever since the "falling in LOVE with the bigboobied norweigen emo girl at work THING"...

to explain to someone, anyone, my utter horror at video games, video game consoles and the generation of men who are peter panedly addicted to them or who think twice (let alone twice a minute, or hour) about them...

i feel they are a propaganda conditioning device sent to us by the japanese to get back at us for hiroshima and nagasaki...i always have.

maybe if a Nintendo was a Smith i would not feel that way...but i ALWAYS have...ask my brother who got a Nintendo (the most expensive thing any child in my family ever owned after my own saxophone) upon entering preadolescence. i was eh, 13 maybe, and i said that.

i used to rant and rave about how the japanese sent the videogame consoles in order to enslave the american boys (who are now 25+ year old men) into never growing up. into war games and horror conditioning.

i still do...on a global megaton scale now.

but my husband continues to spend his spare time drawing battle axes (hours at a time, i am not kidding) and reams and reams of bigboobied warrior women with straps on their calves and bows and arrows.

i am just a simple housewife trying to raise three children (two of them boys to whom i vehemently will never allow access to violent video games for as long as they choose to live under my roof, let alone let them think that objectifying women, who like their little sister and i are holding up the REAL world while they would be fantasying away) who feels as ignorant about video games as my aforementioned cave woman would...were she to manifest now, grasp the english language and read this flibbertyjibbit on this electric box....

people allow video games...people spend THEIR MONEY on them...i do not. i will not. ever ever ever ever ever ever ever.

i once had three teachers (one of them my mother) in the public school system TELL ME to buy my son...
(sebastian, the honor student who has some access to video games because his father died, his father of this generation i speak of, who was born 16 months after i was in the technologically advanced year of 1977, left them to him...though they have not been plugged in in this home that i am buying for him)...

VIDEO games, because he lacked fine motor skills and his penmanship was bad! imagine! IMPROVE YOUR CHILD'S PENMANSHIP WITH VIDEO GAMES! thats f***Ed up...it really is....

but NO ONE will see it like me...i have NEVER met ANYONE who sees it like me. even my best friend in the ENTIRE WORLD for all of time, marci has a (25 year old) husband and 5 children who own all sorts of video game things, including and up to a nintendo wii.

maybe pentacostals see it like me...or mormons (though i severely doubt it about the mormons)...

but it is a lonely world for me when this is the norm. when this is EVERY mother i have met, grandmothers even, who have encouraged this video game thing in (both my husbands) the boys of this country (who are still boys, and who are now men)...

and hell, even in the bigboobied girl who is using videogame magazines to lure other pregnant womens' husbands from them...

its kinda universal (except for me) and i will never join in (like soooooo many things... i am thinking the petowning madness blog wouldn't be much different than this one in its unpopularity)

and even i have been known to play some supernintendo zelda and playstation pinball...seriously...the hatred i have for myself about it is palpable, don't worry...

but, if this is the end of the civilization as we have known it for 100 years, and i most fervorently (sp) believe that it is...then eh, what's the harm in some videogame oblivion?

it didnt seem to help the (25 and under year old) american soldiers in iraq to have been conditioned through violent video games, did it?

so it isn't going to help ANYONE, is it?

(but how many has it HURT???? THAT, my friends is the question...because it very very very really HURT me, videogamermagazinewithtits)

and intellectually it KILLS ME...it is almost like a glitch in the system that only i have...and THAT hurts a lot...but i guess no more or less than the thousands of other moral glitches that i have that almost no one else seems to have...

so game on, gamers...


and rave on ravers...

till the end of time....

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