the mutant generation

July 24, 2009

Finally. Something to take my mind off the “serious” stuff. Something to look forward to every Saturday and Sunday morning. MY kind of fun.

Oh, no. This is neither sports nor beer nor party. This is all about mutants. My favorite mutants—X-men. Wolverine and the X-men will be shown every weekend morning on a local channel. Unfortunately, it is the Tagalized version. Long before Heroes were these groups of people with mutant abilities, one against humans and one who protects the humans (albeit undeserving at times).

By this time, most of you know my passion for fantasy. I love all things magic and magical. I loved watching Uncanny X-men as a child, and since then, X-men never left my heart. I have watched X-men movies and read comics. I have played X-men video games both in PSP and PS2. X-men never ceased to amaze me—the fire power, the ravaging winds, the mind power, everything. (My favorite character, by the way, is Storm. Guess why? Because she can “fly”.)

Long ago, I have come to the realization that X-men IS serious stuff. These mutants are, really, the outcasts of society. They are the poor, the handicapped, the gays and lesbians, the nonwhites, the “different” people. They are like Ann Rice’s vampires. They are the marginalized in society, and marginalized for their “being.” They are the misunderstood, because society never tried to understand.

With the “liberalization” of the world, still, so many people are looked upon with disdain. We are still in the mutant generation. We can only choose from the two sides.