1UP writes: "Open the newspaper on any given day and it'll seem like the world is on the edge of getting flushed and going swirly. Somehow, though, it just never happens. After a while you kind of wish the apocalypse would just s**t or get off the pot. After all, there's a certain comfort in the thought of all the frustrations in the world getting blasted to hell so we can get back to simpler issues like how to build a house out of mud and leaves or what rusty garbage to wear while riding around killing people for their canned food and gasoline. Sure, it's an unreasonable escapist fantasy we retreat to whenever life gives us a raw deal, and probably indicative of an embarrassing weakness of character, but it's still a lot of fun."