The release of the Civilization IV computer game snuck up on me. I received a breathless e-mail (er, figuratively breathless -- by their nature, all e-mails are without literal breath) from a friend reporting that its release was nigh.
Now I read from Timothy Burke that it is "great." Soon, I'll have another outlet for my megalomaniacal tendancies. Maybe I'll ask Santa to bring it to me.
Someone once wrote to me that I seemed quite sophisticated from my blog; ah, how deceiving appearances can be! Civilization brings out my most savage impulses. I have been known to nuke a single warrior out in the wilderness because his presence offended me. I will declare war at the slightest pretext. On my orders, stealth bombers have destroyed libraries, cathedrals, universities, and hospitals. I have been known to poison the water supplies of towns. On occasion, I have razed a city to the ground amid the wailing of its women. I have kept slaves, possessed huge pirate fleets, and encouraged enemies to destroy my "friends." Oh, yes, I have done all these things, and more.
Lord of the Flies suggests that the removal of boys from society sparks their most savage instincts. In my case, a keyboard and mouse are enough to enable atrocities dwarfing the maddest ambitions of Hitler, Mao, or Stalin.