The Conversation

I've been blessed greatly these past few days. I can feel the reigns of our death spiraling culture begin to slip off. I've been selfish. Maybe not to the detriment of other, but I certainly haven't been doing any one any favors that couldn't do the same for me. The willingness to sacrifice, and move out of a zone of comfort is what seems to be lacking these days. In the final days of the health care debate some growing sector of the American republic have stood up to say that once and for all they wish to take no responsibility for their own lives in any way shape or form. But in the age of reality TV and the "MILF" is it any surprise that no one wants to grow up?

On a side note (as my statement was just a statement and not going any where) I took down the Anti-Culture blog. Why? No one was writing anything for it so what was the point? I also went in and checked my gaming blog for the first time in months. Maybe I'll pick that back up. Who knows? I would like to reprint, on these hallowed pages, my thoughts on gaming as art, and the debate that sprang up, leading to me receiving a very nasty comment. For God, country, and big boobs! Me out!

I want this!