The addiction started innocently enough (they always do). I saw my friends were playing and I simply clicked on the link to see what it was all about. I didn't mean to start but one thing led to another and now I'm positively, absolutely hooked to Farmville and Mafia Wars on Facebook. It's like my dirty little secret, except it's not so secret. Lots of my [Facebook] friends are playing but you don't realize how many until you get sucked into the vortex yourself. And now I'm exhausted and I know I should be getting ready for bed but I have a compulsion to keep checking my mafia family on Mafia Wars.
The irony of Mafia Wars is not lost on me. In the game, I receive status updates from each player, such as Andrea just iced another mobster, bringing their total body count to 39 and then beside their status is their smiling profile picture posing with their children, as innocent as apple pie. The analogy can easily be used in so many aspects of life.
Most notably, it's the obvious analogy that started me thinking. Isn't it true that we project our innocent self forward and keep our dirty, dark thoughts in the background? And the dark thoughts are not given the light of day, that is, until we realize how many other people are involved in sordid lies and murderous practices and then we let the truth bubble to the surface as if it's normal. Our consciences wearing down so that we think it's normal.
I could go on further but my 20 minutes are up and there is a game that I need to check on.
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