Gen X grew up expecting the end of the world. Fallout doesn’t scare us — it comforts us. The apocalypse already happened, and somehow, we’re still standing.
We Were Promised Flying Cars
We grew up expecting the apocalypse—and instead got stagnation, superstition, and missed scientific leaps. Why don’t we have flying cars? Maybe the answer has less to do with technology and more to do with control.
Why I Trust NPCs More Than People Right Now
Sometimes I joke that Fallout is cheaper than therapy. That’s not entirely fair — therapy is doing its job — but Fallout does something different. It gives my brain a place to land. When the world feels loud, hostile, and unpredictable, the wasteland is oddly structured. There are rules. There are objectives. There is a …
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85 Seconds to Midnight (and I’m Going Back to the Wasteland)
Sometimes the post-apocalyptic world feels safer than the real one. On grief, Fallout, narcissism, and why listening matters more than shouting.