Friday, October 21, 2011
Apparently, today is the day we get destroyed by fire, and the 200 million people (who have ever lived) that can fit in Heaven are there by now. In the event that doesn't happen, I'm pretty sure it will one year and two months from now, so don't be too disappointed.
Edit: To commemorate this momentous day, here is a quote from one of the best video games of the decade, Bioshock, a first-person RPG marinated in Ayn Rand:
"Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? 'No!' says the man in Washington, 'It belongs to the poor.' 'No!' says the man in the Vatican, 'It belongs to God.' 'No!' says the man in Moscow, 'It belongs to everyone.' I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose... Rapture, a city where the artist would not fear the censor, where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality, Where the great would not be constrained by the small! And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well."
If it has to end, at least the weather's good here in Boston.
You are aware that the whole point of Bioshock was that unconstrained Ayn Rand-style capitalism lead to a nightmarish, inhumane apocalypse?
Did you go Harvest or Save?
Yep. And I harvested only 1, at the very end when I desperately needed the Adam to deal with Fontaine.
Bioshock was an incredible study in storytelling. I haven't played the game yet but spent hours watching my sons play.
The question is, of course, how much of every dollar we earn does Washington, Sacramento and City Hall think we are entitled to keep?
I've always thought since 10% was good enough for God, 20% should be more than enough for Government...
Tapture - 11/11/11 at 11:11:11 am and again 12 hours later for those who overslept. Everything goes to eleven - be prepared!
Can't wait for the Tapture. . .