Maybe I’m old and not so active in gaming any more, but it just sunk in — I was a heavy gamer back in the 1970s, before most of you were born. I outrank most of the gibbering basement-dwelling FPS fanatics! I was playing multi-player combat games, pulling all-nighters to hammer the enemy, back when it was all about big sheets of paper and cardboard counters and throwing dice. What brought it back is that I remember Greg Costikyan — I played Costikyan’s games back in the ’80s.
What reminded me of Costikyan is that he recently commented on Gamersgate. He just told the whiners to STFU.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?
What do you think you’re defending? An industry in which greed-head executives make brain-dead games on a yearly basis that show little to no innovation from one title to the next? You fucking -want- Madden? And the next Call of Duty game, same as the last but with new content from hundreds of exploited drones working hours that destroy relationships because the suits think that’s what they want?
I’m absolutely certain that I’d rather play The Creature That Ate Sheboygan or Paranoia than Madden. Although that last name sounds promising, it turns out it’s not about creatively stimulating rage in other players, but about some boring game with a ball.