That clip up there is the just-released, brand-new, other-adjective-indicating-freshness reveal for the final boxart for
Grand Theft Auto IV, the latest in Rockstar’s series of controversial simulations based on the obvious logical progression of Tupac Shakur’s stomach tattoo.
As much as the art looks
real purty, after the striking multiculturalism and deep moral relevance of Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas going back to a game about honkies is just counterproductive. Sure, it’s dope that they’re from Russia instead of Minnesota but you can’t say you can tell these crackers apart. Hell, I was waiting in line at the post office yesterday and this white kid — almost definitely a drug addict, dealer or rapist — comes up and asks me for the time! After shouting “get a job white bread,” I threatened to drag him behind my pickup truck for a few blocks to teach him a lesson about being uppity!
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t
hate white people, I’m just sick of what they’re doing to our inner cities and the way they’re influencing our children with their ignorant “adult contemporary” music. I say we lock them all in jail, and if we don’t have room in jail, we should invent bigger jails. They’re all just going to end up there anyway!