"The press is the enemy."
-- Richard M. Nixon
We're so vigoda it hurts. But don't worry - I put some ice on it, it's a lot better now. We didn't go to E3 this year. Why go all the way to LA to get my eardrums shattered by horrible music and look at the latest in console hardware, when I can just stay here listening to Lars blast that %$&#?! Men Without Hats and playing Ripoff on the Vectrex?

MEET THE PRESS Yes, here they are, the new unit we were talking about. Acting in much the same role as the scientists, the press will try to get as close to the monster as possible. TV and radio operators and news copters will broadcast live at all times, while photographers and reporters must get away from the monster to "transmit" their information -- information which will help bring on more and better military support against you. That's why you must step on these annoying paparazzi and reduce them to tiny red inkblots. Click on the pic at right to see some photographers in action. Note: We have nothing against the real press. In fact, we love you all very very much. Who's our widdle snookie-ookumeses? Who's our cuddly-wuddly punkinpie? That's right, you are!	Watch me go all Sean Penn on you.
WITH FRIENDS LIKE THESE... I've updated the Enemy page with more info about the press, as well as some other things we've finally implemented, like Hazmat teams, firefighters, and a lot of military stuff for the game's earlier time periods, like WWII-era planes. Oh, and let's not let BAMRO's Psychotroopers slip our minds...click on the image over there to see their explosive effect.	Veterans of a thousand psychic wars
OOH, COWS! And we also now have cows. Aliens gotta abduct something, and most of our monsters are not vegetarian. Well, except for the 52-Foot Woman, because she's based on my vegetarian sister who always has to have special stuffing at Thanksgiving -- stuffing that, unlike Caroll Spinney, has never gotten all heated up inside a large bird. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Speaking of the 52-Foot Woman, don't you hate it when this happens?	You cows need to disperse!

BUG OF THE MONTH: MENTAL MULLETS
Okay, it isn't really a bug, more of a graphical whoops...BAMRO's psychotroopers blast the monster with their brain power, which, naturally, makes their heads light up. Well, Lars made it so the little tank on their backs also lit up. The pink light sorta blended together, and the resulting effect was tiny men with glowing pink mullets. Frightening, yes, but not in the way we intended...

Psychic blast up front, party in the back.

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