I know it’s been a phenomenon for a while now, so it’s old hat, but I still really love the game Angry Birds. It’s addictive, and I might be suspicious of someone who didn’t enjoy it at all.
I like the entire cast of birds, but I think if I had to pick a favorite Angry Bird, it would be the original red one. Okay, I know he doesn’t have special abilities like many of the other birds, but to me he just seems the angriest… and I appreciate that. On the second swipe of your finger he just lets out a gut-wrenching ‘caw’ as he flies, because he’s so… angry. He’s been there from the first level, destroying everything he can. Those green pigs should have never stolen the birds’ eggs.
I know it’s a stretch, but I feel like I could learn something from these angry ones. In the game, every so often you’ll get to a level that seems impossible at first. But despite the challenge, the birds hurl themselves against the obstacles. Sure, it may take replaying the level a few times, but eventually you’ll either get a strategy or a lucky break.
It’d be nice if I had that kind of fortitude; to not give up; to just keep throwing myself against my problem until it crumbled to the ground… even if it seemed impossible (perhaps especially if it seemed impossible). If you keep working at something you’ll eventually develop a strategy, and you may just get a lucky break.
I’m not a very angry person in general, and I’m not saying we should all be perpetually mad and try to lay waste to all that we see. Don’t do that. But the world is full of challenges, and metaphoric green pigs that want to steal our dreams away. I hope I can wake up tomorrow and have the drive to keep throwing myself against the walls that are in my way. If I keep working at it eventually the barriers will fall and I will get to where I want to be: …back in my recliner, playing Angry Birds, making ludicrous assumptions that they are teaching me something about life.
Kind Regards
William j Barry
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