Hey, Hillary started it.Donald Trump tried to keep the election about issues—as much as possible when a Clinton is involved.So when the Clinton campaign through a newspaper they control, The Washington Post, released an 11-year-old video about Donald Trump—that they waited until October to release—because they’ve had the video for a long time—Hillary opened herself to her deep dark past.So it should go without saying that Trump and his campaign spent about five minutes throwing cards on the table that they had been holding also.Breitbart.com met with three victims of Hillary’s past wrath at the Watergate hotel of all places on Saturday October 8th—and let the women talk about what kind of woman Clinton really is. Women who may not otherwise know can learn who the Democratic presidential candidate really is now.And it’s not good. Donald Trump put out a Tweet to the Breitbart articles and exclusive videos as he boarded his plan to head for the big St. Louis debate on October 9, 2016 and now you can see them too below.
Exclusive Video–Broaddrick, Willey, Jones to Bill's Defenders: ‘These Are Crimes,’ ‘Terrified’ of ‘Enabler’ Hillary https://t.co/DMfLsIbtU1
This news is bad enough, and it cannot be ignored by the press as much as they’d like to. But to make matters even worse for Hillary is that while the world tripped over the details of Donald Trump talking privately over a hot mic, Wikileaks unloaded about 1% of what they had of the deleted Clinton emails-which is essentially enough by itself to not only put her in jail, but to bring indictment to most of the members of the Washington D.C. culture—from the White House, to the Justice Department—to the FBI.So read these links.Watch the videos.And enjoy the debate.It will be one for the history books and remember Clinton supports—Hillary started it.
It was just a few days earlier when conservatives were outraged at the openness that Duke University feminists established a new program called The Man’s Project which is designed to essentially further feminize men out of existence with a nine-week program aimed at destroying traditional role models men play within our society. This has been going on in public schools of all kinds for essentially the last forty years but has picked up a lot of steam over the last 15 or so and the results have been catastrophic. Divorce rates are too high, role models of men to their sons and daughters has been woefully eroded away greatly harming children psychologically—which was always by design because in the wake of the strong man of the house and neighborhood was always the promise that father government would be there with a welfare check. Essentially government has been seducing our women in America for generations with promises and whispers in their ears through television programs like Oprah, and Dr. Phil—setting up for the complete eradication of male ownership of children and wives within traditional family structure to be replaced with a second marriage to big daddy government and all the empty promises a typical sleaze bag doing such a thing might promise. And the only way they can pull off such a ruse is by getting men out of the house—and break them down completely then rebuild them from the ground up under progressive direction. Programs like this Duke University class are now spreading all over the country and is a major problem for upcoming generations if we don’t correct the matter now—and that is part of what a Trump Presidency promises much to the fears of progressives behind this movement.
When I was first married in the late 80s I experienced a version of this radical hatred of alpha maleness firsthand. Family and friends of my wife who was a budding fashion model when she met me and had all the promises of having a career in New York on the cover of major magazines did not like my unusual maleness, even back then when it was far more common than it is today. One of the reasons my wife and I married so early was that she wanted a family and so did I. She didn’t want a career where she served some boss in some corner office—she wanted to work for herself building a traditional family—and that was essentially all she cared about as a biological woman. We shared that sentiment and against the wishes of virtually everyone—we married and started having kids in a traditional manner.
You would have thought that I had committed the worst crime of the century and for really the first ten years of our marriage “the world” came down on us hard. After all, a woman knows her family for at least two decades before she gets a husband so every time there was some challenge in our marriage—where I needed to work more overtime to cover our costs, or child expenses forced us to decide whether or not to get a jug of milk or purchase baby food—there was some friend or family member trying to pull my wife into a more progressive version of family construction—where big government was at the center of her life—where a woman didn’t need a “man” because there were programs for her “independence” and people openly encouraged her to leave me over little things—normal life events that came at us at an alarming rate. To make matters worse my wife was strikingly attractive and virtually every man on planet earth tried to seduce her—especially older ones who were comfortable in life and had a lot to offer a woman with a few kids and a lot of headaches. The pressure was immense and I spent many, many evenings so deep in hard feelings that suicide was a constant temptation—and we’re not talking about a few weeks or months of tribulation—I’m talking about years and years of no light at the end of the tunnel.
However, if you’ve ever heard the song from The Lego Movie, “Everything is Awesome” that is essentially my calling card to success in just about everything I do. It is the way I live my life every day—I have an extremely positive outlook on life and I can find joy in the deepest wells of sorrow. I’ve had that ability my entire life and it never served me better than in those hard years of my 20s and early 30s over this issue of outside elements attacking my family essentially for insisting on being a traditional role-model for our children. So instead of committing suicide which anybody in my situation would have justifiably performed many times over—I woke up every single morning essentially singing that song to myself—even though it hadn’t been written yet—and I attacked my many problems within that framework.
I spent ten years studying Joseph Campbell’s power of myth studies and I learned that the roles the sexes play in their relationships, however transitory it is to our life on planet earth—has a major impact on the way culture shapes itself to our evolution. Campbell was what I considered a “super academic” who was a maverick in thinking but read on the scope of the world’s greatest scholars and after reading him I was sure that the solution to my problems was to be an epic male and that through the power of myth that I could hold my family together and that in the end everything would work out because psychologically, everyone involved in was essentially looking for a strong male in their lives, or they were trying to get rid of it so that they could take control of my family—and so long as I understood that the strategic objective was my “maleness” then I knew what I had to defend to obtain victory—which I of course did.
My victory, which was extremely hard to see in the early 90s, gradually destroyed my many enemies by their own volition–those assailants who had attacked my family from the get go and they are now miserable heaps of human flesh—if they lived long enough. Some didn’t live and they collapsed under their own misery and all I had to do to destroy them was hold to my values. They wanted me out-of-the-way so that they could destroy what I built and take possession themselves of my efforts as parasites—which is essentially what is happening to Donald Trump now.
Trump’s campaign at its core is about alpha maleness fixing the rot for which the progressive experiments of our age of have destroyed—the massive debt, the poor economic growth, the loss of integrity that comes from a wimpy political class—Trump is an alpha male that has arrived on the political scene completely uncorrupted by weakness to find our nation overrun by despots in the wake of strong male influence—which world mythic study informs us is a key ingredient to a successful society. That isn’t to say that women have no role in the modern world—but the problems of our time are specifically caused by the destructive experiments by the progressive left in eradicating “male presence and influence.” For men and women to truly be equal, women would have to fill that role traditionally held by men as the strong anchor for which families take root. Some women do perform this role nicely, but such thinking is genetically attached to men so it traditionally comes second nature. The failure comes from government’s attempt to replace the family completely—by micromanaging families into sending the woman into the workplace to serve a master, and sending the man into the workplace to serve another master—and then sending the kids at 3 and 4 years old to pre-school to learn to serve a different master leaving the family pulled in many different directions all controlled by a centralized government.
Trump is the last of his kind essentially—he represents a time when alpha males were much more common and to be one you had to essentially beat out other men for the top prizes—and that sometimes meant stealing away their wives to prove that you were the top alpha in your region—that you had the best house, the best cars—the best businesses. Those are all vile things to the capitalist hating political left—but they are all inventions of the human race who have dreamed them up and put them to use—and are now part of our biological concerns. The political left recognizing this has sought to reverse the human race from reaching to the stars to looking back to the ground for which they stand with environmental concerns about “mother earth” hoping to put a halt to the inventions derived from capitalist excess which naturally weakens the need people have for a centrally controlled tribal leader in the form of elected officials.
What Trump has is similar to what I have—and these things are similar to what most men had back in the day when men were men, women were women and everyone knew what their roles were specific to their families—which made them all stronger. Having indomitable spirit to always preserver no matter how bad things are traditionally is the optimism a powerful alpha male brings to his family and is something they can count on to always outlast any kind of tribulation. And this is why Trump is able to wake up on a Sunday after a day like he had yesterday where essentially the entire political world crashed down around him because as a strong alpha male who has literally weathered every storm most people could ever hope to endure—because his existence is not predicated on the controls of the political class—but extends to the roots of his entire being—and step into this upcoming debate with a swagger that most find unimaginable. In this case Trump is the King Solomon of our time—the vessel of God himself—in all his glorious maleness to give birth to a nation that progressives wanted to see aborted before it was even out of the womb—then to take that nation and teach it to be an alpha in the world and eventually to the galaxy at large as the human race migrates into space. Trump is bigger than the political class and it terrifies all those who have hooked their stars to that thinking—because Trump as president will dominate that star by his very presence. So understand dear reader that is what is going on over this rather trivial issue about Trump’s “past” comments. The outrage only exists among those invested into this new progressive thinking where traditional family structure is intended to be replaced by daddy government—the other man who wants to steal our wives, enslave our children, and dominate every phase of our existence. And Trump, like me, obviously has the great gift that all pillars of strength have within their families and businesses—the ability to look at any problem—no matter how troubling—and to think—Everything is Awesome—because it is.
Enjoy the debate. It will be one for the history books! We’ve never seen anything like it in the history of the human race, from the mythology of the great alpha male Zeus to the king facing the ultimate goddess of Tubber Tintye. In fact, as I read Melania’s statement yesterday it was quite clear that she served the Tubber Tintye role for Donald Trump perfectly—which is the real role traditional women have had. They have always had the ultimate power. I wouldn’t have worked so hard for my wife if she was not my personal Lady of Tubber Tintye and obviously Trump has his Melania—the only woman really worth fighting for to step beyond the average concerns that typical alpha males typically experience except for those who keep reaching for that ultimate boon residing on that spinning golden couch which hold within her the solutions for the human race. Trump had the courage to go there—and it has obviously transformed him over the last decade—and that makes him ripe to be president. In case you don’t know that story, click here and I’ll tell it to you. It’s certainly worth your time.
I never had any illusions about Donald Trump and I don’t think anything he has ever said or done in relation to other women is an experience that a typical rock star or movie actor wouldn’t also be involved in. When a person has power, women throw themselves at your feet—it’s a biological condition that is built into human DNA. Women want the best DNA they can get for a potential mate—or they want bragging rights that they were able to seduce a man’s attention within the context of all potentialities. And yet, this is different between men and women because it is the female who holds all the power. Whatever the motive, powerful men—especially powerful “alpha males” do have to push off women with a conscious effort because as the game goes, the more women who want to sleep with you, the more powerful and honorable you are if you are a man—especially among peers. The conversation recorded over a hot mic with Access Hollywood is typical “guy talk,” the same that you’d hear at a typical sporting event, golf course, or gun range. Many times, women who are at these gatherings with other men participate openly—so I don’t see what the big deal is—other than the fact that if the Republicans like Paul Ryan truly are insulted by the comments, then they need their testicles to drop—because nothing Trump said has any bearing on my strategic support of him from the start.
But I have increasingly found myself liking Trump more and more by the month over this last year and a half as he journeys for the White House. I have seen in him a change that maybe he’s aware of. I have seen the same kind of change in very powerful people whom I know personally—people who have found within the battles that we all fight a higher level of valor that they didn’t know existed before. When I’m in these kinds of talks with other men, I never use the pronoun “I” because honestly, I wouldn’t. I always steer the conversation back to some higher topic and everyone comes away better for it. That is because at my core, I don’t measure my power on such primitive yearnings. It’s not a big deal to me to engage in biological prowess which has attached to it a lot of emotional baggage, and in that clip I saw about Trump—if I were hiring him for a job back then I still would have figuring that I could “teach” that behavior out of him once he gained access to higher modes of thinking—which by default he would have been exposed to. Trump during this presidential journey looks to have hit that new gear in thinking.
I noticed it when he recently shook my wife’s hand. My wife over the years has routinely been hit on by every male who wanted to measure their prowess against mine—because they figured if they were able to do so—that they’d have something over me in some fashion. The Donald Trump who shook my wife’s hand in 2016 was not the same person who would have shook it in 2005. I think for Trump Melania is his dream girl and slowly over his relationship with her he has evolved. And I think the birth of the Tea Party movement in 2009 has given him focus toward the world beyond his years. Additionally, I think his perspective changed once he started becoming a grandpa—where his children started having children of their own—and your parental instincts at that point shifts from your children to your grandchildren because you have power and knowledge at that point that you didn’t have two decades earlier. I have dealt with people who I expected to attempt to seduce my wife. In fact, I have lost a lot of friends over it, because I never forgave them over the years for the attempt. And if I met Donald Trump in 2005 I would have expected an attempt by him. I would have conducted whatever business I had without giving him an opening to even try. I would of course trust her, but I wouldn’t have trusted him—because in the world of guys—that’s just how things are. However, if for whatever reason I had to travel somewhere and the Trump who is running for president now offered her a room at his apartment while I was gone to keep her busy while I did whatever needed to be done—I’d take him up on it without worry because I see he has made the proper psychological transition that is beyond such silly representations of terrestrial power. And to me, only such people should ever run for any public office.
This really only applies to men because women clearly have a different kind of experience. Sexually, men lose interest in women after age fifty because the role of the women in sex is an enticing one which diminishes with age—where with the woman she might be attracted to a man not by his looks, but by his social status which usually gets stronger as he gets older. This is why it is so common for a sixty-year-old man to be seen dating a 26-year-old woman. For most people the thought of sex between those two people is gross—but for the couple, the woman gets what she wants—social prestige and access to wealth while the man gets the massage of his ego that indicates that a young woman who could have anybody she wanted let him into her lair. For a man who keeps scores of this kind, it is an enticing game which confirms in the mind of the male that he has arrived at success in life when those kinds of options are available to him. The magic really happens when men graduate beyond such thinking. Older men—men well over sixty—I have noticed finally start thinking right about these matters because either their private attributes no longer yearn for the biological game offered by women, but more importantly they evolve as people to the point where sexual pursuits no longer “do it for them.” For this very reason, many of my best friends today are older men—men in their 70s and 80s. I can’t say that I would have gotten along with them in their 40s, 50s and even 60s, but I do once they stop looking at women and saying—“boy I’d like to tag that ass.”
Ten years ago, Trump was in his upper 50s, and by his own evolution was still a few years away from thinking about bigger things than success in business, success in bed with women, and seeing his name in lights. I remember watching Ghost with Bo Derrick in the late 80s where Donald Trump made a cameo appearance and I thought at that time that Trump likely slept with Derrick because socially, she was considered a perfect “10,” back then. But today, if given the same chance, I don’t think Trump would try to sleep with Derrick. He’s been married to Melania now for many years, and she seems to have settled him in that regard. Additionally, Trump’s mind has been awakened to considerations that reside well beyond sexual pursuits, likely due to his age, his relationship to his kids who are now the age of the typical women powerful men seek to sleep with, and the addition of grandchildren who look to their grandpa to make the world safe. Once a man is awakened to this higher calling, exploits with young women for the purpose of climbing the peaking order of social status with other men subsides and new priorities are established. That is where I see Donald Trump at now.
So the comments Trump made all those years ago doesn’t faze me at all in my support for him. I see a man today who has graduated into an age where I think all our politicians should be. I think all people seeking elected office should be older, successful people in their private affairs because giving a man in their 40s and 50s access to the kind of power the presidency of the United States provides has proven to be too much for their minds. They yield too quickly to the rock star status of celebrity and the beautiful women that come with it. And the same people from the political left who pretend to be insulted by Trump’s actions are the same idiots promoting sexual theater like The Rocky Horror Picture Show—which is essentially a promotional film advocating sexual deviancy. The Obama administration along with Hillary Clinton’s primary priorities is giving special rights to people based on their sexual preference—and you can bet that a typical gay conversation is filled with a lot more graphic banter than what Trump said about any woman. Don’t forget that idiots like Paul Ryan and all these other Republicans who have been tricked into withdrawing support for Trump after the “objectifying” comments about women, are playing right into the playbook of the political left.
Further, I have personally witnessed this behavior myself—when the political left has nothing else to throw at you, they try to turn women against you by exploiting things you’ve said about women to collectively manipulate them into some tribal manifestation of solidarity. I had many area Republicans do to me on a local scale what elected people like Paul Ryan are doing to Trump now for essentially the same thing—and it really showed me how small-minded they were in the process. I’ve been known to say more than my fair share of controversial comments before, and it is really weak that Republicans fall for the scam over and over again. What Trump said is kid’s stuff, and just about every man and most women out there do it—and if they had been in Trump’s position, they’d do far worse—you can bet on that. I’d say to these Republicans what I’ve said to many around me in the past only for them to find out painfully that they should have listened to me all along—this is not a big deal. Most women want to be objectified if they can be because it is a source of their power. Men want to objectify because it represents power and prestige. And Democrats aren’t interested in mankind evolving beyond such thinking because at the heart of their party politics are homosexual rights which they want to expand. They are only after the social trend for alpha males to rule society—because they are betas attempting a coup within the peaking order of mankind. Don’t fool yourself otherwise. They don’t care about women, Democrats only seek to use them to attack the traditional role of the alpha male in society so that they can achieve a new power structure for which they control—and when Republicans run from alpha males who need their traditional support—they are giving Democrats exactly what they want. What Trump said was no worse than a typical Clint Eastwood movie. Society has changed, for the worse—and Republicans like Paul Ryan have played right into the hands of our domestic enemies with his lack of testicular fortitude.
I stand by Donald Trump more now than ever—not because of this little scandal but because he continues to hang tough and is willing to fight the very corrosive forces destroying our country directly. He’s of the right age, the right temperament which often comes once a person has evolved beyond wealth, women, and peaking order concerns into a new world few people ever arrive at. Trump is the best man for the tough job ahead because he is a man who has evolved beyond the terrestrial exploits of the very average, and has his mind on a prize far greater than biological yearnings. His journey over the last decade has delivered him to the precipice of restoring America as for what I believe he believes—is his calling card to entry into the pearly gates of the everlasting. Always a man answering the call to a great challenge, Trump is doing what he needs to do in order to correct his past by bringing what he has learned to the Executive Office for the benefit of our nation. And I’m very excited about it—even more so now—because if the left is that scared of him now, think how they would be on November 9th.
As I watched Trump literally destroy Hillary Clinton’s stage presence on Saturday October 1st at a rally in Pennsylvania—which was hilarious and charismatic all at the same time, I noticed something different about Donald Trump. The edge was gone as if he knew something—or had learned it lately which the rest of us have not yet discovered that would doom his rival Hillary Clinton. That’s when a little bird came to me to whisper sweet nothings about events brewing across the great Atlantic—headed for a media outlet near you. Little birds like that always want you to promise not to say anything to give away their secrets—yet they want you to say something otherwise they wouldn’t come to you in the first place—so it’s always this type of game with “little birds.” But rest assured Trump fans—the Trump people know what I’m alluding to and Donald Trump obviously can smell the blood in the water—especially since Clinton decided all by her little self to draw that blood first at the first debate they had together. Let’s just say she deserves what she has coming and this next debate will be one for the ages. It will be worse than a prison sentence to stand on stage at a town hall style forum in front of another 100 million people and watch all her hopes and dreams vanish over a 90 minute period because what’s getting ready to happen will even have liberals stirred up. So just remember, Hillary asked for it.
Even better than justice is when you have a guy like Trump who will defy convention in every regard and do what he thinks is right. It may not seem like Trump should mock an old woman for her weaknesses while trying to court more women voters who may happen to be fat, ugly, or losing estrogen at the rate of a deflating hot air balloon—gradually becoming more of a sagging bag of flesh with each moment—but Trump isn’t a normal candidate and he doesn’t have to pretend to be. He’s a real, authentic, hard-working person who is certainly out of the mainstream loop—and the mainstreamers just essentially lost their candidate—so it’s now a one person race. And there’s nothing they can do about it—and Trump knows it, and feels no need to put on a happy face just to make them happy. And I love it. And I also love those little birds who visit me with little gifts from beyond. Soon you’ll love them too. Get ready—this is going to be fun.
You don’t see that kind of thing at Hillary rally, even on nice days. There will be a lot of happy people this week. That’s for sure.
It took my radio buddy Matt Clark from WAAM in Ann Arbor, Michigan a good part of 2016 to talk me into getting Star Wars: Battlefront for my PS4. But after a lot of coaxing, by him, I finally did about six weeks ago. The result after just that short duration of time—and granted I have very responsible social obligations so I can’t sit around playing games all day every day—but presently I’m well over 2 million points of online play and I just hit level 52 by Force Friday on September 30th which still gives me reasonable happiness and hope for the future of what has become one of the most important mythologies to our society in the history of the human race. There is nothing like Star Wars really and now that I’ve played Battlefront a lot on PS4 and witnessed the new Deathstar expansion I have a few things to say that are extremely positive. The game is simply jaw dropping in its scope, ambition, and graphic ambiance. Even though I deal with a lot of very usual serious subject matters on this site, I often say that I vacation in the Star Wars universe as a stress management tool, and with Battlefront that has certainly been the case—so it’s OK to take a break to think about something fun.
As I’ve said before, I am a fan of the Star Wars miniatures game. I wish I had more time to play it, but I think it is superior to Chess as a strategy game and is a real window into what can happen when the human imagination is unleashed through a powerful mythology like Star Wars. For the last couple of weeks, billionaires on the cutting edge of tomorrow—like Jeff Bezos and Elon Musk—have been discussing the opportunities for expanding the human race into our solar system, which I have been talking about for quite some time. Where those two individuals are not aligned with a person like me politically, we do agree on human expansion into space, the development of new technologies, and expanding the reaches of our imaginations during the next century—and largely Star Wars has helped frame the thought in our generation to make possible the real science we are just beginning to see. In fact, I was in a business meeting just yesterday—Force Friday—where the new Star Wars toys for the upcoming film Rogue One were released at Target—and the old timers in that meeting were astonished with the very real business results they had witnessed from my performance over the last two business quarters. While I would never cheapen those efforts with a simple rationality by saying Star Wars was responsible—it did help shape my young mind into thinking big about things and conceiving of ideas that would later develop into quite beautiful ways of thinking—which Bezos and Musk are also utilizing. When we were all kids, we played with the same toys and I can see the effect in a positive way that it’s had on our culture and the stuff that’s out now for kids is many times better—so I can only imagine what impact that will have on tomorrow’s children who will take what Musk and Bezos are saying today and make it happen tomorrow. From that vantage point Star Wars can make you better, it can make you think better, act better, and provide mythic direction important to subconscious yearnings key to behaving as a functional adult. By the high standards set by the orchestral Star Wars music in these movies and video games to the advent of various propulsion systems to make the ships fly, to the artificial intelligence represented in the various robots shown in the Star Wars mythology there is a lot of room to provoke thought in that science fiction, fantasy epic that I see dramatically expanding the consciousness of the human race. Given that, I’ve told the story of how my wife and I took a few years and played Star Wars: The Old Republic online for nearly two full years—and had a lot of fun doing it. So when I sat down and finally let myself play Battlefront by a joint partnership between the video game companies DICE and Electronic Arts I was more than a little astonished by the result.
The negatives for me in getting into it in the first place were that I didn’t want to play as an Imperial player—because I never play bad guys—in anything. I don’t even let my mind go there and in the multiplayer mode of Battlefront they often queue you into both Imperial and Rebel players randomly. During one game you play as a Rebel and in the next you’ll be an Imperial. I had to find a way around that just to play Battlefront—and it’s a little bit of a pain in the ass—but the results have more than been worth it. The other drawback for me was that there was not story mode in Battlefront. It’s what they call a “sandbox” game where you just show up and play like you would on a playground—only this is quite literally set in the worlds of Star Wars. I didn’t think that would be enough for me, but as it has turned out, I actually love the format. Here’s why.
Back in the 90s—and I’ve told this story before a little bit—my favorite game was a space simulator called X-Wing based on the Star Wars missions from the original film. It was a DOS based game and I played it religiously. I simply loved it—still do actually. I loved it so much that it has essentially become the measure of every game thereafter for me—because it did so many things well. At that time my kids were babies and they learned about video games by watching me play that one, and I had a nephew I was very close with who was a little kid then and played it with me all night some nights, and we never forgot the experience. It was certainly a very special game for a very special time and the contents of the experience would evoke great discussions between us that greatly enriched our lives even to this day many decades later. So a great video game done right can have a wonderful impact on people—much greater than what a classic novel once had on our society—because the experience can be shared with other people. There were a few more editions of that X-Wing game that came out in the late 90s as the Internet became more of a factor in computer use—which seems like an odd thing to say today—but back then the Internet was expensive and clunky, and wasn’t much good beyond communication through email and web browsing. It couldn’t stream the amount of data that it takes now to play massive battles in high-definition between 60 players at a time like we can now see in Battlefront. I remember being extremely impressed by the third X-Wing game, X–Wing vs Tie Fighter that allowed for online play against real life opponents which I was very interested in. Because I wanted to test myself against other pilots around the world—I’ve always played combat simulations on computers—everything from Microsoft’s Flight Simulators which are very realistic to the old Dynamix World War II aerial combat sims, and X-Wing took the realistic stalls out of the mix common to old propeller driven planes but kept the classic dog fighting elements which was a marriage of two styles of fighter combat that was very enjoyable. X-Wing fighters were like the old World War II warbirds—such as the P-40 and the P-51, but they had technology that was ahead of our time such as shielding and hyperspace travel which puts your mind onto ideas which force it to lean into the future just to bring all those elements together—which is the correct function of a proper mythology. Over time a few games have come and gone that I was impressed with—most recently the Old Republic version of its starfighter gameplay where online matches were something I did religiously for about a year—but none of them really got to the meat of what I liked about the original X-Wing where you had to take on massive squads of Tie Fighters, take down Star Destroyers and really challenge yourself to fulfill the mission parameters. Some of those missions were quite challenging—tactically. Of course I’m a huge believer that once you work out things in your mind—even on a simulator—then you can achieve it in reality because honestly the mind doesn’t know the difference. Reason can tell the difference, but the process of thought works whether what you’re doing is real or fantasy. So I think video game play can be very healthy for producing positive thought.
With that context explained I finally purchased Battlefront after Matt Clark sent me a series of texts over the course of about six months coaxing me into playing online with him. I was busy at the time and playing the Uncharted series, so I didn’t have time for one more thing. But when I had an open window to do it, I did and I was amazed at what I had been missing. My favorite mode in the Battlefront sandbox is Fighter Squadron which is essentially a modern update to the old X-Wing game and once I realized that, I was off to the races. Quickly I was able to hold my own against even the most experienced players averaging 20 to 40 kills per match—which is pretty high. The graphics are incredible, the frame rates astonishing—the scope of the battles simply unfathomable even to my most fantastic imaginings of two decades ago. If that was all there was—I would have been happy. But that’s only the tip of the ice berg. There are in fact too many things to talk about in how cool Battlefront is, but really the most telling essence of the game is probably the Walker Assault mode which to me is a really fancy version of the old Atari 2600 game Empire Strikes Back where Imperial Walkers threaten to get to your power generator and you have to fly around and shoot each one of them 48 times to kill them before they reach their objective. As a thirteen year old kid, I was good at that game—which was a take on the classic Defender video game I played a lot in the old arcades. But on Battlefront the game mechanics are photo realistic, especially on the Endor modes where the Imperial Walker trounces down a creek bed through a dense forest and you have to bring it down before it gets to your troop transport. The leaves on the trees are extremely detailed. There are clouds of mist in the forest as well as insects—the amount of programming to pull off all those elements is insane and I often find myself just staring at the screen wondering if it’s all real or not. It is crazy ambitious and cool beyond lunacy. Simply jaw dropping to a guy like me who has watched all these video games evolve over the years into what I am seeing now with Battlefront is inspiring.
It was only a few years ago that I was so excited about the video game Battlepod which came out as a Dave & Busters exclusive from Lucasfilm. That year my family celebrated my birthday there so we could all play it together. I thought the graphics on that were spectacular. But now, after playing Battlefront a lot, I recently went to the Main Event in West Chester where my oldest grandson is now discovering StarWars for his first time. He had been watching me play Battlefront for countless hours so he saw the Battlepod game so we played it. He loved it, but to me it looked clunky and old because my eyes had adjusted to the realities of Battlefront and a few years ago I didn’t think that would be possible.
As I’ve said, I’ve been busy so I kept my experiences with Battlefront to myself for the most part. There are after all a lot of things going on in the world, and I’m playing my part in a lot of them. But then Battlefront released its Deathstar update a week ago with the promise to release a Rogue One expansion by the end of the year and suddenly I found myself overwhelmed with the sheer coolness of the Battlefront game. Finally in real-time you can do battle with live players all over the world around Star Destroyer capital ships, and bring them down fulfilling tactical objectives and really do things that the original movies could only dream of as far as graphics and coverage and I have found my enthusiasm bulging ready to explode with excitement. Star Wars: Battlefront is a really cool game in every respect. It is simply astonishing. In a lot of ways it has healed my hatred of Star Wars that I felt after watching The Force Awakens because through the games I see a bigger picture coming into frame—one that is carrying a new kind of mythology directly to the minds of so many millions of people and connecting them in ways that were only fantasy a short time ago in a galaxy that now seems far away—only it wasn’t.
I have to thank Matt Clark for his persistence. If not for him I probably wouldn’t have even picked up the title and I would be missing out. But because of him, I have a front seat onto something truly special that a lot of people who grew up recently don’t have a proper context into just how amazing it really is. For the first time in a long time I have hope in what this very important mythological tool will unlock regarding the future of the human race and our eventual expansion into space—and beyond. It all starts with a thought and Star Wars: Battlefront makes thinking beyond our terrestrial limits commonplace in a world brought to us by movies, but made real through virtual reality. And more than anything I shudder at the day where I think of Battlefront with the same disappointment that I know look at Battlepod because the new edition is so much better. Because for me it is hard to imagine how a game could be any better than what Battlefront really is—yet I am excited to see how they will be.
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