far cry 4

I finished farcry4 recently and while being a pretty decent shooter the story got a little weird. In a weirdly political derailment the ending(s) of the game became statements about corruption and power. The game has 2 possible endings based on decisions made throughout the campaign. A third option also exists provided you do nothing but let the character sit in a chair for 13 minutes.

Ending A is a crazed despot turning the country you’ve just liberated into a drug mill. Thus enslaving the briefly freed people as drug growers. The biggest problem I had with this was how sympathetic the character appears to be. Just about every hint you get seems to say the other ending is the worst one.

Option B is a crazed despot turning the country you’ve just liberated into a religious zealots dream. Complete with beheadings of infidels. The problem with this ending is that a character that has been touted as ridiculous important to everything just despawns and is gone. Just poof. No more Bhadra. So it’s not just a depressing ending it’s an incomplete one. It’s like the dev’s couldn’t be bothered to wrap it up.

There is no happy ending. No satisfying conclusion to all the violence and work your character has put in. It seems to be some sort of statement about power and how it corrupts. A grimdark parable of religious zeal and greed and ultimately it’s disappointing.

I don’t play video games to understand the heart of darkness. Instead of spending all that time fighting to save my little pixelated kingdom and bring peace and happiness to it farcry4 forced me to leave the place just as fucked as when I arrived. My experience in Kyrat completely meaningless.

Sometimes a guy just wants to save the fake world.

far cry 4

the kid: snow day

Took the little one to the snow for the first time. She, at almost 3, fears nothing. Upon witnessing other people climb the hill and slide down the designated paths she demanded I get her to the top of the hill as quickly as possible so she could throw herself down the sledding track. No sled, just a fully insulated snow suit.

At one point she was so eager to make it down the mountain she ignored the trail entirely and just fell down the side narrowly missing trees and a submerged parking sign.

Absolute maniac of a child. Seriously.

the kid: snow day

carson for trump

I was raised an SDA so now that one of their icons (Ben Carson) has endorsed the dogwhistle fascist that is Trump I am unsurprised. Fundamentalism and authoritarianism go hand-in-hand.

What strikes me as staggeringly ironic is SDAs believe that an authoritarian government will persecute them for not worshiping on Sunday. I suppose voting for Trump might get the ball rolling on that so the apocalypse can get started and trigger Christ’s second coming. Maybe that’s Carson’s endgame.

Also, this sets up Trump nicely because now he has the whole “one black friend” thing to lean back on. Success!

Further reading:
Carson Endorses Trump (NYT)

carson for trump

king of the hill

King of the Hill
King of the Hill (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I like the show but there’s this undercurrent in Hank, like, he’s never truly happy. Mainly because Peggy doesn’t stay in the kitchen and his kid is a weirdo. He loves them and takes care of them because “that’s what you do” but he rarely takes joy in it. He’s ubertraditional stuck with wildcards. The older I get the more I see Hank as the hapless conservative stuck in a liberal world. Got dangit, he’s just trying to live the heteronormative dream.

On the other hand the way they ended the Cotton storyline because, yeah, that horrible man did a number on Hank so it explains a lot of his behavior which for a throwaway animated sitcom is really quite extraordinary.

King of the Hill

king of the hill

micro aggressions

Whenever someone makes a joke about a wife’s cooking or nagging, or a comment about woman’s style of dress/appearance, or a “my daughter’s not dating til she’s 40” joke, or say chivalry is dead, they’re reinforcing an ideology that women only exist to appease men.

So much of our culture revolves around these tropes. A recent superbowl commercial featuring a father chasing his daughter around on a date to “protect” her reduces her to just being an object without will or agency.

These little micro aggressions just teach and instill a sense of worthlessness. We need to stop them.

micro aggressions

the kid: spiders

A few days ago the kid came into my room and said “Daddy, get the monsters.” When I asked what monsters she said “The fires.”

For some reason when she says spiders it comes out as fires. We’re always hearing “fire, fire” and honestly I don’t know which is scarier.

At some point she decided that she couldn’t sleep until all the spiderwebs were gone. “Where’s the broom? Let me get it.” I smacked at everything she pointed at with the broom and she yelled “get ’em get’ em” at any hapless spider trying to run away. Devil child.

the kid: spiders

100 Words

I am going to try and write quick 100 or so word posts about whatever comes to mind. Before I’ve approached blogging in a way where everything has to be longform with research and links and as such have rarely written or posted anything. Longform blogging is daunting. Instead I am going to attempt a goal of 100 words about whatever topic pops into my head. Just a way to get something written down about how I feel or what I think. Too many of my posts are stuck in draft form and will never see the light of day.

100 Words