*Warning! This rambling blog post starts off lighthearted, then gets political, before getting a little lighthearted again, but is still kind of political in the end.*
As an expat Brit living in the US, I am routinely exposed to American stereotypes of Britishness, most of which appear to be informed by 1990s BBC and ITV low budget period dramas. Not that I mind, of course; generally we Brits tend to come off as quaint or charming rather than backwards-thinking or aloof, which are perhaps the other obvious assumptions to be drawn from such productions. Also, we live a very long way away; nothing we do there really affects how anything goes here and we also have a royal family, which is silly but fun.
In short, we’re generally considered a rather nonthreatening bunch and are all the better for it. But what about closer to home?
The results of the recent UK general election have left many reeling, myself included, at the seemingly incomprehensible right-wing lurch the British electorate seems to be taking (Scotland and most of Wales notably excluded). Following his reelection as PM, good old (read: bad) Mr Cameron now has to make good on his promise of delivering an in/out referendum on Britain’s membership of the EU. If the British (read: English) electorate’s recent performance is anything to go by, we could therefore soon be waving bye-bye, or rather shouting ‘Up yours!’, to continued cooperation with our closest, not to mention most valuable, neighbors.
It goes without saying, I hope, that I think this would be a tragically shortsighted decision for the United Kingdom to take and almost certainly result in the breakup of the union (not in and of itself a bad thing, of course). For a country like the UK to have gone through so much, to have changed so much over the last two hundred years only to revert to a little Englander, island-fortress mentality in the twenty-first century is pitiable, or would be if it didn’t also seem so bloody mean.
By voting for Cameron, and ever worse: for Farage’s venomous UKIP, we’re turning our backs not just on Europe, not just on the thousands of refugees and immigrants that look to the UK’s shores for safety and at least a chance of a peaceful, prosperous life, but on our own poor, sick and vulnerable against whom right-wing politicians continue to wield the heaviest weight of their harsh, austerity inducing economic weaponry.
The problem is that after decades of turning the other cheek, the Europeans are finally getting a little fed up at London’s continual pouting and demands for special treatment that seem to fly in the face of everything modern Europe stands for. In fact, the general consensus appears to be that Cameron’s ‘I’ll take a little bit here, and a little bit there…’ approach to UK EU membership is untenable and that if the British people want out so bad, perhaps they should just go.
So if the UK public don’t like the EU, how do their European cousins feel about them? Just what is the status of the British abroad?
Well, if this recent article from the Guardian highlighting What German comedians think of Brits – from bad to wurst is anything to go by, it ain’t very good. From poking fun at royal baby fever to, bizarrely, suggesting Britain is an island of bowler hat wearing apes, the German equivalent to the Daily Show concludes that we can leave if we want to, “we were never friends”.
If you don’t fancy clicking through to the Guardian, you can watch the video below (it has subtitles). The host’s conflation of England and Britain is highly annoying (for me anyway) but apart from that (and a few German-specific comedy quirks), I think it’s kind of spot on.
I love being a Brit abroad, and so far I have met nothing but kindness, but it’s time we woke up to the fact that that kindness isn’t guaranteed. We need to start being nicer to our neighbors if we want them to continue being nice to us, and maybe I’m taking liberties here, but despite the recent election, I think we do.
The UK is an island nation (or a nation split across two islands at any rate), and we can rightfully be proud of our self-reliant, pull yourself up by your bootstraps past, but we’ve never been an island unto ourselves; whether we like to admit it or not, we need the continent and should be weary of drifting too far from land.
*Alright, it’s a rambly blog post not an ode. I recently took the very dangerous step of starting to play Civilization again. Dangerous because, as every Civ veteran knows, Sid Meier’s classic strategy game has the power to suck entire weeks of time from the lives of its players, replacing them with understandable pride at the accomplishments of your victorious armies on one hand, and a fear of going “outside” where there is “sun” on the other. Not to mention a deep suspicion of anybody with whom you don’t have a current open borders treaty. (They’re not as easy to negotiate outside of the game where, in my experience, people tend to think you’re just crazy.)
Don’t worry though… I think I’m keeping things in check. I mean I’m in control (of whole nations!). I can quit whenever I want to… right after this one last turn…
Seriously though, I don’t think I’m in any danger. There is far too much going on in my real life for me to be able to replicate those heady summers of my childhood spent glued to the computer monitor while my armies swept across an unsuspecting continent and I diversified my economy and built the Pyramids in Tokyo. Also, I’m play Civ IV (vanilla) which isn’t nearly as addictive as II or III, in my opinion. So I should be OK.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with the wondrous game (seriously, you’re using your computer wrong), there are six versions ranging from the original Civilization released in 1991, to Civilization V from 2010 (counting CivNet as a separate entry in the series rather than an update and excluding the arguably quite distinct Colonization and the sci-fi themed Alpha Centauri and Beyond Earth (and I’m not even going to acknowledge Civilization Revolution beyond this highly dismissive note 🙂 )) and a whole host of expansions and additions, not to mention player-created content.
Civilization is a turn-based strategy game (as opposed to strategy games of the real-time variety such as Age of Empires, for example) that has been called the most important strategy game ever made and is routinely ranked amongst the best compute games of all time, it’s rich level of detail and repeat playability causing it to standout as a really quite unique gaming creation. But more about that later.
The object of all six Civ games is to guide your civilization (you can chose from a historical selection at the beginning of the game or create your own one) from the stone to the modern age, exploring, expanding, trading, fighting and/or negotiating your way to the top in the process. With control over the economic and cultural output of your civilization you must pay equal attention to developing your country’s infrastructure and building schools as to advancing your military tech. Devastating wars of conquest can be a great path to victory but so can the construction of world wonders, control of the united Nations, or the launching of an interstellar spaceship to become the first nation to send out colonists to another star.
If this all sounds a little detail heavy, that’s because it is, a feature that undoubtedly contributed to the rise of a dedicated if somewhat nerdy fan-base for the series which continues to this day with a bustling online community of modders and scenario builders actively keeping their megalomania-fueled dreams alive. Although I must confess to never having played Civ V, I consider myself a veteran Civer with a good nineteen years of gameplay under my belt.
My first brush with the franchise came when I got my very own PC circa 1996 (yes, my own – it was in my bedroom and everything!); a Packard Bell that shipped with a free copy of CivNet for Window 95. Instantly transfixed by the premise, not to mention the promise of ultimate power over the course of an entire civilization, I was soon saving my pocket money with an eye to upgrading to the newly launched Civilization II – obviously MicroProse’s cunning aim in giving away a free copy of CivNet to begin with.
Unlike CivNet, Civ II came with an editor which allowed players to easily create their own maps and custom scenarios. Its launch was also followed by an official expansion pack, Fantastic Worlds, which introduced both science fiction and fantasy elements to the game, challenging players to test their leadership skills against invading aliens or in worlds populated by wizards, elves and dwarfs. However it was not until the launch of Civilization III (the pinnacle of Sid Meier’s series imho) that the whole user-made mod craze really took off for me.
Although the third installment in the Civilization series was criticized as too detail/micro-management oriented, its clever AI and more advanced diplomacy made for challenging and addictive gameplay. With the growth of the online Civ community, the introduction of a play-by-email option to compliment the existing LAN and internet multiplay acknowledged the potentially damaging time-sucking quality of the franchise and enabled Civers to enjoy new mods while also keeping their family together and holding down their job 🙂
The Civ III game engine had serious downsides however – there was no ability to include scripted events, for instance – yet creative modders came up with some ingenious ways to get around these shortcomings leading to range of highly detailed, imaginative mods. El Justo’s Cold War Deluxe and Age of Imperialism are both shining examples of this practice with historically accurate gameplay, hundreds of unique units, new soundtracks, and meticulous play-testing leading to flawless and truly immersive gaming experiences.
I must have lost weeks of my life playing these creations and even more coming up with strategies and sharing tips and stories with the friendly and interactive online community that grew up around such mods.
Yet more than simple entertainment, the truth is that Civilization inspired me and, dare I say it, actually taught me things. The history, geography and politics I encountered in the game intrigued my young brain far more than the drab classroom-based attempts to engage me on such subjects ever could and I found myself voluntarily reading up on wars, nations, and social structures in my free time.
In secondary school (middle-high school for any Americans) history class had always been a dry endeavor and I had dropped it from my syllabus as soon as I was able. Yet at university it was my first choice and I loved it so much I gained a Masters in it too. I don’t think I ever admitted this to any of my professors (or even my classmates) but Civilization is almost certainly responsible for awakening and nurturing this passion in me and was probably a much better introduction to many important historical subjects than most people ever receive at school.
My experience is in no way unique of course, and Civilization has actually been used by teachers as a creative way to bring subjects to students’ attention in schools across the world. Moreover, I know I am in good company: one of my favorite ever authors, the late Iain M. Banks was a known Civilization addict and it is said his experience of the game inspired the creation of one of the most enjoyable Culture novels: Excession.
Then, a few years ago, I was highly amused to stumble upon this:
It’s a news report about a guy who goes by the name Lycerius, who played the same game of Civ II for 10 years, resulting in an nightmare Orwellian world of constant war. Details of the decade long game are available on his Reddit thread. Highlights from his description of the war-torn world include:
The world is a hellish nightmare of suffering and devastation.
There are 3 remaining super nations in the year 3991 A.D, each competing for the scant resources left on the planet after dozens of nuclear wars have rendered vast swaths of the world uninhabitable wastelands.
The ice caps have melted over 20 times (somehow) due primarily to the many nuclear wars. As a result, every inch of land in the world that isn’t a mountain is inundated swamp land, useless to farming. Most of which is irradiated anyway.
Lovely. In fact Reddit users were so traumatized by Lycerius’ experiences that they even set up another thread called The Eternal War, which is both dedicated to ending the virtual suffering of this ravaged world and allows users to post their own tales of never-ending Civilization wars.
I’ve not done any research beyond the Reddit threads, but I am pretty sure Lycerius’ game is the longest ever played. The fact that over this length of time the Civ II engine produces such global stalemate, akin to the geopolitical situation described in Orwell’s classic dystopian novel 1984, is incredibly interesting and suggest the games creators were not too far off in their bid to create a game that mimics both societal development and the ultimate futility of war.
Returning to Civ now, after several years away, I have to admit that some of the magic has gone. This may partly be due to the fact that I am playing Civ IV and I was never particularly fond of its cartoonish, faux 3D graphics (a superficial addition to a turn-based strategy game if ever there was one) or its interesting but in my opinion flawed civic system.
Or maybe it’s just a part of getting older, growing up.
Never again will I be able to spend quite so many guilt-free hours clicking away at world maps and adjusting sliders, not when I have actual things I want to accomplish, work to do and relationships to maintain. Perhaps this is why I can’t bring myself to justify spending the money on Civ V (just yet, anyway) and yet I still find myself going back for that one last turn that somehow morphs into another couple of hours. Honestly, I don’t know how my wife copes.
In what must have been a stroke of genius, the creators of Civ IV employed the late, legendary Leonard Nimoy to narrate the introduction to the game, and he follows the player’s progress, rewarding them with a relevant quote read in his distinguished dulcet tones whenever they unlock a new technology. Even though I must have heard each quote a dozen time by now, I still get that tingle on the back of my neck whenever Mr Spock’s voice rings out over the world, encouraging and inspiring me to research fast and reach ever further.
And that’s just it. I’m not a kid anymore; I can’t afford, and indeed don’t want to waste my time conquering fake worlds on my computer, not when there’s a real one out here to be a part of everyday. But nor do I want to forget that owe a lot to Civilization, to all the lessons it taught me not just about history and geography but about the struggles faced by our civilization(s) both now and in the past. The game inspired me and, 3D graphics or not, I hope it continues to inspire others.
I will always be grateful for the passion for history playing Civilization in its various incarnations awoke in me, not to mention the joyous days spent expanding my empire and conquering other nations. To this day I cannot hear Beethoven’s Ode to Joy without picturing all those little pixelated fireworks exploding over my little pixelated cities as my virtual citizens celebrated in my honor. And I think there are elements of world geography that will only ever look familiar to me in blocky, CivNet map style form, but I don’t mind.
Thank you, Civilization! Thank you, Sid Meier!
This isn’t a ode, it’s just a rambly blog post; but it is for you.