Judgments cast before they'd been adequately weighed; words sold before they’d been properly valued; shallow opinions that should have been presented as the first word in a conversation but were dropped with the clacking gavel pound of a conclusion. Yeah, every writer has regrets.
Four weeks ago in this publication I referred to
Grand Theft Auto IV’s depiction of immigrants as
being more nuanced and sympathetic than that demonstrated by the exquisite Baltimore-set television drama, The Wire.
The exact words were: “[Niko Bellic’s] portrayal should do more to warm viewers to illegal immigrants than any of the (nevertheless awesome) characters in, say, the culturally-acclaimed TV series, The Wire.”
While it seems like a harmless enough statement it was an idiotic comparison [...]
