Even as a child, I found the game to be horrifying. Plucked straight from the ground, the only parental figure they come to know is you, Olimar. Like children, eager to please they follow his every command. They'll carry and fight and be eaten, day by day (as the song goes). When the first pikmin dies, in his journal entry Olimar is appalled and mourns the loss. Yet later on in the game, when they die in masses, the fallen min are not even mentioned; they are not even spared an afterthought. A million is a statistic, after all. On a happier note, Pikmin 3 will be out November! Yay! Now order them to their deaths, in the name of our capitalistic society.
