Jan 29 2007

That old-time ‘ligion

My oldest son (hereafter referred to as “Thing 1”) received a CD-ROM of games from his computer class at school. On it was a little amusement called Smite Thee, in which you are God (looking like Zeus) and you either zap non-believers with lightning bolts or ‘bless’ your followers. The non-believers look like monks and move in to steal pieces of your temple. Once they do, the game is over.

Thing 1 tells me that they wouldn’t let him play this at school “because it shows God being mean to people. God isn’t mean to people, is he, dad?”

PS: the kid doesn’t go to Our Lady of Perpetual Wealth or Ye Olde Jewy Shul, just your basic elite private school. Got me thinking: what the he… sorry, the h-e-double hockey sticks are they teaching him there?

It gets better. While he’s playing, he calls out, “No one’s getting my temple yet, dad!” And my personal favorite: “I AM GOD!” Zap! Thunderbolt! A believer! Bless him! Anoit his head with oil! (Actually, there is no anoiting nor is there oil, but isn’t that the next step?)

This isn’t Pat Robertson territory, but still, it’s slightly disturbing. I can’t even imagine what my mother would have said if I’d brought home a game like this. Of course, it would have been with playing cards, but still.