Over the past few weeks, I have started working on the early stages of a book-length project related to the Super Mario Bros. series of videogames. The project is still entirely embryonic, and I was not planning to share anything about for a long while. But with today being a historically awful day in the history of the United States, I found my grief over our present situation mixing with my continuing immersion in Mario’s world – and as I wrote up some notes, I found myself attempting to reconcile the boundless joy of Mario’s Mushroom Kingdom to the hopelessness and dejection so many feel today. So I present those thoughts here, as a brief essay. It isn’t much, and its insight is probably limited. But this is how I coped today. Perhaps it will give you too a small reprieve.
On Mario, Happiness, and Hope
On Mario, Happiness, and Hope
On Mario, Happiness, and Hope
Over the past few weeks, I have started working on the early stages of a book-length project related to the Super Mario Bros. series of videogames. The project is still entirely embryonic, and I was not planning to share anything about for a long while. But with today being a historically awful day in the history of the United States, I found my grief over our present situation mixing with my continuing immersion in Mario’s world – and as I wrote up some notes, I found myself attempting to reconcile the boundless joy of Mario’s Mushroom Kingdom to the hopelessness and dejection so many feel today. So I present those thoughts here, as a brief essay. It isn’t much, and its insight is probably limited. But this is how I coped today. Perhaps it will give you too a small reprieve.