The Call of Duty games are intricately-scripted affairs, ones that rush you along a pre-determined path at a pre-determined pace in order to maintain the illusion of excitement. Step off that ride, and everything falls apart.
You could call this single-play griefing, you could call it Call of Duty as art, I just like that it seems to be the only way to get a moment's peace in the games. Time to let a snowflake fall on your tongue, or soak up that fresh, mountain air.
[Shoot the Hinges, by Rudie, via Select Button]