The Somewhat Ambitious

Here at The Somewhat Ambitious, we…

Hang on, I’ve been dead silent for weeks! Where the shit are my manners? I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. To say I’ve been sick/busy would be true, but it wouldn’t make things any better either. So here’s something which will make it all up to you.

You’re welcome.

Like I was saying, here at The Somewhat Ambitious we have something of a beef with North Korea. More specifically, the North Korean regime, which is choking the life out of it’s beleagured, withering populace. Which mightn’t sound funny, but bear with me. Remember video game arcades? I barely see the damn things anymore, but when I was a kid, I pretty much lived at Timezone. In fact, the first time I got mugged was between a four-player X-Men machine, and an air hockey table. I’m pretty sure those tiny jets of air kept me conscious until the ambulance arrived. Anyway, I came across some pictures of a North Korean game arcade, and… wow. Talk about Spartan.*

It brings up a disturbing thought, though.

Why didn’t any of the games I played as a kid have a goddamned periscope?! All I wanted as a kid was a periscope. All I fucking wanted was an abundance of sugar, and the ability to peer above water at my supine, defenseless enemies. But no. I had to play chess with my dad.

Fuck chess.

*”Spartan” meaning “devoid of luxury”, not “having prolific amounts of sex with underaged boys”.

(Link via UK Resistance)