by Christopher Reyes

After three read-throughs of the script for New World Disorder, I have not stopped thinking about the idea of Isotopia- a place where I can sustain myself through a small tablet and not gain any weight, a place where I can live in the privacy of my own box, a place where I can easily press the “end call” button the moment I want someone to stop talking. Sounds like a vacation to me. An enclosed, militaristic nation ran by a vengeful sociopath? More like a five star resort. Now, you may sense a bit of sarcasm, and believe me, it’s there, but if you really think about it there’s something idealistic about living in a box where we can’t harm ourselves and we can’t harm other people.

Without going into terrible detail about my traumatic childhood, because I don’t want you to stomach through a rather dreary post – especially it being my first one- I can honestly say that I’d be a very different person had I been spared from the dangers of human interaction. Now, would I have become a better person than I am now? Probably not. I probably would have grown up into an entitled brat, especially not feeling the need to work for something. But why would I? When I’m already well taken care of? I probably would have grown up with no compassion. No way of relating to other people. But I think that’s what’s beautiful about Chisa’s script. It challenges these notions completely. Even though they grew up with noting but the four walls around them, her characters are wholly human. They are curious, they learn to love, they laugh, they cry, they want to eat eggplant. These traits aren’t learned behavior- they are inherently human.

Even Andros has these traits. His establishment of Isotopia came from a place of hurt after his father’s death. However wrong he is, his intentions were pure and human. It came from a need to protect everyone else. But that’s the thing, pain, like love and joy, is just as intrinsic to the human experience. It’s how we deal with this pain that we start hurting one another. So, be good to one another, y’all. A nice, warm hug goes a long way sometimes.

With no other explanation except for the fact that I wasn’t exactly sure how to close out my very first post, here’s a picture I found on the Undernet that is somewhat related, but definitely enjoyable:

Weird Corn

I’ll think of a witty or catchy sign off for the next one.