No More

I was going to sit down with the old unaltered Star Wars movies tonight, maybe even break out the VHS tapes as opposed to the 'extra features' disc that was finally released with the DVD set a few years ago.  But I just can't bring myself to do it, now.  I feel like some poor bastard sitting down with home movies of him and the ex-wife before the divorce, crying into his whiskey.  Too many painful memories are associated with that, now, and going through all that again would open up old wounds better left alone.  Some day I'll be able to look back with fondness, but not while I have to see my former love hawked and whored all over Cartoon Network.  That really makes it hard for me to move on and overcome the bitterness.

Meanwhile, a shelf full of Star Wars D6 products collects dust in the basement.  They won't be used again.  I can't participate in a game ever again, neither as player or GM, without knowing that the whole universe has been reimagined and restructured, retconned and wrecked.  And it will be harder and harder for me to find people who don't think of the films as connected to the prequels.

But, ah, well.  Another chapter comes to an end, another era bleeds into the next.  The fall of Rome is upon us, and WotC fiddles while it burns.