I don’t have time to make a video, so I’m just writing it down.
Dear Brian,
I don’t know you, but you obviously know me.
See, Brian, I’ve heard a lot about you recently. Oh I’d like to not hear about your ever again, Brian, but you’re always around. Actually, there are a lot of Brians around.
Interestingly, people nicknamed you “the clown”, but you aren’t even funny, Brian. They compare you to It, from the horror movie. Maybe you think you are achieving something for the greater of your enterprise and that you will be remembered as the one enforcing the puppetting. But let’s be honest, Brian, you’re part of a corporation that employs thousands of people worldwide. You won’t be remembered. With nowadays economy, you would even be lucky if you can keep your job until you retire. I don’t know how it works in your country, but let’s hope your retirement found won’t collapse during the next bank crash and that you can actually retire at some point…
After you’re retired, you won’t be remembered for anything. Even your wrong doings will be forgotten after a while. There will be new Brians replacing retired Brians, and so on.
Now, let’s be honest. What you are doing, and the “greater good” you think you are enforcing goes way beyond gaming or even IT. Let’s call a cat a cat. It’s becoming more and more obvious by the minute. See, Brian, you’re at war with yourself. I, like many, refuse to be a Brian.
I can cope with Brians who immerse themselves in work because something is wrong in their lives. But, you are the type of Brian who brings hatred everywhere. Life is colourful and filled with enjoyment, why are you aiming at taking the colours out of everything, Brian ? You force everybody to live in a grey world. You make the world a giant prison where…it’s not even about money anymore, just pure ideology and propaganda. What for, Brian ? War just for the sake of war ?
I refuse to be a Brian. I refuse to be the kind of Brian who forgets to live their life and just fill their whole existence, their emptiness, with work and money, and then retires, realises they haven’t enjoyed their life, goes to their annual check up and…the end.
I refuse even more to be the Brian who brings hatred into this world. There is too much love and colours in this world to let this happen. Granted, when you have a Brian trying to have hatred spread in every single corner of the entertainment world, it becomes difficult to not be sucked into this black hole of hatred and violence. Hatred brings hatred, it is what it is. But I also believe love brings love.
See, Brian, I’m pretty sure you will laugh off this open letter and go on with spreading your hatred, while everybody else will get the meaning of it. It doesn’t really matter.
You are at war against yourself, Brian. And I refuse to be a Brian.