Killzone's plot was pretty rad. Killzone 2's was nothing special, but not bad. Killzone 3 could have been so good, but it got kinda ridiculous, and the pacing was bizarre. I haven't played mercenary but from what I read they haven't learned from their mistakes.
Knowingly participating in a socioeconomic sphere where you can get goods and services for cheap because the developing world is paying the price....? You tell me...
How many of you ever stop and reflect on the fact you can sit on your computer, go buy food easily, go to school, and go to work and literally not worry about living to see tomorrow, because you are in the extreme minority of the population of the developed world?
I don't know. Call it white guilt or something. I just feel like I have blood on my hands all the time. Clothing, food, everything, can be traced back to the blood, sweat, and tears, of others. It really gets me depressed.
So I discovered the facebook page tonight of a kid I haven't seen since elementary school. I remember him being smart, but that's about it.
Anyway he just graduated ivy league with a degree in cognitive neuroscience, got a relevant job. He can juggle. He makes glass art. He can draw like a beast. I am afraid to find out what else he can do.
You ever run into these people and just think "wow I should just give up and die now"?
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