Saturday, August 03, 2002

The twin 9 year old

The twin 9 year old boys’ heads were silhouetted against the 32” diagonal digital sony flat screen.  They were playing a snowboarding game on the x-box.  One of the groom’s friends, in from Cambridge with a long blonde ponytail and eyebrows that arch questioningly, stood behind them, his hands clasped behind his back, watching the action as the red-clad boarder shot down the tubes and smashed into barriers.  He’d played Halo into the wee hours the night before.  The bloodlust was on him.  “There are no weapons or rockets in this game,” he intoned.  The boys didn’t turn around.