Ahoy! For whatever reason I’ve not much felt like posting recently. Given that I rather fancy watching some Colbert report, and that means posting it here, I thought I’d better write a proper post first!
I’ve not logged into WAR since I went to visit my Dad over Christmas. His computer can’t handle it, so I took EQ2 along, figuring I’d have a fiddle around with the Frostfell events during any break from filling my face with food, watching Sci-Fi (a great weakness of both me and my Dad!), and arguing geopolitics.
I only played maybe three or four hours during the week I was there. When I got back to Norwich, I just kept on logging into EQ2.
So, I keep meaning to log into WAR. I don’t hate it, and my subscription is still running. I do also still quite want to become the greatest Engineer on my server, but you can only really play Warhammer Online during prime-time, because you can do very little of interest on your own.
EQ2, on the other hand, I can always be doing something that feels fun and productive. It is, of course, not productive in any world-improving sense of the word, but it is at least fun! Maltheas has done more quests than anyone else of his level on any server, and I take a certain amount of satisfaction in that. I can chat to people I like, and shut the idiots out. I can turn off all the global chat channels without missing out on anything I need to know. In WAR, I have to work with those idiots, which I find a little stressful, and I think that is probably what is causing me to hesitate when my mouse-clicker is hovering over the WAR icon. I just have enough negativity to contend with at the moment without foolish Order faction nonsense. I do need to get back to it though, seeing as that’s what all my friends are playing at the moment.
Apparently today is known as Blue Monday, the most depressing day of the year. I have been a bit on the rubbish side since I got back, as may have been concluded by my lack of posting. Amongst other things, the war in Gaza has made me rather miserable. How reasonable the Israeli PR folks make it sound to kill a thousand people, including over 300 children. Cluster bombs and white phosphorous have been rained down upon one of the most densely populated places in the world. In a sane universe there would be prosecutions for that sort of thing.
Tomorrow things change. Change for the better, perhaps. I am filled with hope and dread, for I find it hard to place my faith in anyone, god or man, and deep down I expect to be disappointed. Yet deep within, there is a small voice which whispers “Cometh the hour, cometh the man!”. Our world is teetering on the edge of multiple precipices, and it is now that we need a hero to lead us through all the sacrifice and joyous endeavour that will be necessary. If Obama can do that, and lives up to all our hopes, what a story that would be for future generations. If he turns out just to be another politician, then I’m doubtful of there even being many more generations.
Think happy thoughts. We’ll find out very quickly which path he will tread.