I've been sick the last couple of days and have been slightly bored. Only so bored that I've played about three weeks of the cell phone game Sims 2. I think there are other, real video games that exist which are related to this game-- you know, where you eat, sleep, pee, shower, love, etc.
So I think I'm addicted, and because I'm addicted I'm going to philosophize. In this game, you meet and culture relationships with people, you get better jobs through each friend you meet, and with each new job, more money. As you earn more money, more "stuff" becomes available for you to buy-- like a bathtub, a stove, a living room, a party room, a juice bar, a hot tub. In addition, there is always a list of "wants" a Sim has which range from "tell a dirty joke" to "get married" to "buy alarm clock."
Once you get past the first three weeks or so, there's not a whole lot of additions you can add to your house, or stuff which will improve your quality of life-- sex is clearly the best way to pass the time, as you can do it for three hours in two seconds. (It takes thirty "minutes" to go to the bathroom, so you can imagine that three weeks without sex goes by incredibly slow.)
I married "Ben" early in the game (by day two). I also found out that though I was married to him and we were having "sleep-overs" twice a day, I quickly fell in love with Penny, a friend of mine who got me a job as a head chef. And then one of the wants which popped up was "get divorced." I got divorced after two weeks of holding out just to see what would happen. I remarried Ben but asked Penny to move in. And despite the fact that I am now having sex-- excuse me, sleepovers-- with three other people, everybody still loves me 100 out of 100!
So, clearly this is a very amoral game. Quite representative of American culture. Here's another reason. The absolute only reason I am still playing is to see what other things I can buy.
He who dies with the most toys wins!
It shames me to be this way.
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