Corn Husks

Did you know that in Korea you can make gobs of money as a professional Starcraft player? Did you know that there are two TV channels dedicated to broadcasting 24hr Starcraft tournaments?

Perhaps I'm old fashioned, trapped in an era passing by, but this seems like a terrible waste of life. Go into the arcade or the PC room after school gets out and look on their stone cold bodies. Peer into their distant, glazed eyes. Tell me you don't feel the same way. That these kids are melting away from what we once deemed reality. The physical, important, visceral, and undeniable. And being swallowed by the far more seductive, romantic, exciting, and vapid virtual world.

Their corpses remain, frozen in their swivel chairs, like dried corn husks. And for what?