When I was young, I would head down to the nearby park to play one of two games. The first was the ever-popular Cops and Robbers, and the second game was called War.
We always played with a certain level of decency, even for a game named War. If your 'General' or 'Commander-in-Chief' was a real idiot or tyrant, or if the game was severely flawed, you simply took you bike (tank) and went home. No one called you a coward.
Things are not as simple in the world of grownups. There is a big difference between having the enemy throw sand in your face and being shot at or crushed by an armoured vehicle, a big difference between running home with skinned knees and coming home in a box. Continue reading on the Gaianicity website and then return to post a message.
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