Natural Enemies, you say?

Day 1,702, 07:47 Published in USA Canada by Rigour6

Tolstoy wrote (yep, you read that right, we’re starting with a Tolstoy quote – that should separate the sheep from the goats a bit earlier than usual) that
it is easier to produce ten volumes of philosophical writing
(only ten? Lazy.)
than to put one principle into practice.

But surely one should try.

This is a game,
and games are about abstraction
but this is also a simulation
and simulations are about verisimilitude.
It is about looking at something and seeing the real in it.

For some time now I have bemoaned the lack of principled play.
I am not speaking about cheating.
I am speaking about playing with some sort of consistent set of values behind your in-game decisions.
I am speaking about taking individuals and providing them with enjoyment and satisfaction in shared adventures and common purpose.
Without such a common cause, any life (real or imaginary) is shallow, lonely, and hollow.
How many factories can a player have before it’s just ho-hum? How many medals? How much wealth or fame?
As the Good Book says, “what does it profit a man to gain the whole world, if he loses his soul?”

If Canada and the US were fighting over some broader issue, it might be a fight worthy of these two great nations.
But to pull our nations into conflict over these puffed-up slights is a sign of immaturity all around.
If we want to do this as a friendly contest, fair enough:
I wish we would do it the way God intended (in a hockey rink) but sure, we can do it here too.
Question: what does a fight between an elephant and a mouse resolve as to - what was it again, exactly?
Who was right about what, now?

If ever a conflict lacked for a clean and inspiring casus belli, this one sure does.
If only this was about creating a supernation so that Canadians could enjoy 100/100.
Or Manifest Destiny.
But alas, no.
This isn’t Nave’s Toe anymore. Toenail, maybe. Or Toenail Clipping, more like it.

I would be tempted to invoke more such reductio ad absurdi,
but US and Canada as NE is definitionally its own reductio ad absurdum.
If ever two nations on earth had less reason to fight, I’d like to know which two they were.

This is what happens when orienteering is practiced
without a compass,
without principle,
based on vicissitude,
personal whim,
ego.
It is pretty thin gruel, my brothers, even for our trumped-up make believe eworld.
It holds as much as interest for me as the Real Housewives shows, and for a lot of the same reasons.


N by NE, Volume 8, Number 1