Flying W Things

In keeping with my traditions, I'm in the middle of playing a two year old computer game, Knights of the Old Republic, aka KOTOR for you gamers out there.

It's pretty fun, although it is much more cinematic than the last old game I played, Neverwinter Nights. It is very hard - no, impossible - to stray from the path of the story. That said, the story is good and I'm enjoying it thus far.

The other night I finally got to the point where I became a Jedi Padawan and acquired a lightsaber. Cool! I started looking around for some bad guy to off with my new uberweapon.

The first beastie I ran into was an overgrown pig with horns. It took me several swings to kill the thing.

What?

Dude. It's a lightsaber. It can cut through anything - I've seen the movies. The sizzle of bacon should be filling the air before you can say "Han shot first."

I understand the desire for balanced play, but are you trying to tell me that Mr. Pig has some kind of cortosis weave in his horns? My disbelief is getting unsuspended.