Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Scum comes to life

This past weekend was Memorial Day weekend! Holla no school! I was up in Utah (holla spontaneous road trips) so Monday morning I met up with the Gunderson clan on the Nebo loop for a BBQ, games and chit-chat. We then proceeded to the Fountain Green Cemetery because we have family from both my Gunderson grandparents there.
But while we were BBQ-ing, we played a raucous game of Scum. (Of course, knowing my family). The first round I came out victorious and became president. Round after round I re-pledged my victory. Round after round the cousin-folk rolled their eyes at me and stated the unfairness of the situation. I didn’t seem to notice. I mean, it was fine for me; I received the 2 best cards from the scum of the group, the peasant if you will. In return, I gave them any 2 cards of my choice - usually my lowest 2 unless my strategy said otherwise. But all too soon the tides changed. My power was usurped by my next to kin – VP Cousin Heather. My social status was dwindling and I didn’t like it one bit. I was now the VP. I now only received ONE top card from the next-to-scum, while only getting rid of one useless card. It was a downward spiral from there. Next I was just in ordinary civilian. I had to make it all on my own. I wasn’t getting help from anybody. It was the worst. After coming from the top, it all started to make sense. My good pal Karl, the radical conflict theorist, knows what he’s talking about. He likes power. I like power. The “haves” have the ability to exploit the “have-nots.” This was capitalism to a T! A dictatorship of the bourgeoisie! (haha RHYME.) Our game was being run by the wealthy class – which was awesome when it was me. But horribly awful and frustrating when it wasn’t. We were stuck in a bind – a bind where the rich got richer and the poor got poorer. How cruel. Trickle-down economics? Obviously false in this game of war of the social classes.
Luckily for me, we packed up and left before my rotten spell of luck could go forward and lead me the role of scum. That's a stigma aint nobody wants!

Since it was Memorial Day and all, I’ll just put in this little plug for 'Merica… but really…. Although this was just a fun game, It made me glad we live in the society we live in. I’m thankful for the freedoms we have and the ability we have to vote and support the leaders of our country. I’m so thankful for the great number of people who risk their lives so we can be the Land of the Free because of the Brave. Thank you!

And it all started that one time Scum came to life.
It should be renamed Marxism. 

Karl Marx  - Photo from Wikipedia

1 comment:

Ashley Allen said...

I thoroughly enjoyed this :)