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Captain
Rhodes |
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He's the man we love to hate.
With his over inflated |
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ego, stylin' hair, and itchy
trigger finger, he quickly became one of our |
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favorite villains. But why?
Why do we still care so much about a |
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man who'd have a woman shot
just for standing up? |
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Misunderstood |
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In my humble opinion, the man
was misunderstood. Place yourself in his |
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shoes. The men you command
are dropping like flies, and unbeknownst to |
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you, are being fed to Bub the
friendly zombie. The scientists aren't proffering |
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any useful information, and
Sarah, the only female in the group, is playing |
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patty cake with one of your
inferiors. She even goes so far as to deny |
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you your shot at
some 'lovin. |
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The bitch. |
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Frustrated |
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If sexual frustration can
turn a mild mannered chimpanzee into a spitting, |
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smoking, shell of its former
banana-eating self, why can't it turn Rhodes |
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to the dark side of the
force? Think about it. |
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Had Sarah simply played ball
and gone for the Alpha male, Day would |
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have ended on a much happier,
(less gut-drenched) note. |
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