Buy Or Don’t Buy

Hey, meet me by the tree of magical enchantment, and bring your lvl 6 mage!

What?

Oh hi, I didn’t see you there.  I was just totally divorcing myself from reality in a bid to escape my pathetic existence.  No big deal!

TBH, I’m not all about the vidya games.  I’ve sort of had this problem since my Sega Genesis lost its draw, and I discovered that I could start using my time spent leveling up on things that would actually benefit society.  I get in these pointless arguments with my friends all the time, about stupid stuff like Guitar Hero and DDR (Dance Dance Revolution).  My argument:  Why should I play Guitar Hero when I can actually play the real guitar in real life?  Their argument:  Because it’s fun and you’re an uptight gay.  (This may be true but totally not the point.)

Look.  I get that playing around on a little game is fun and stuff.  And it’s true that I would rather see you interacting with a storyline than mindlessly watching one on TV.  But let’s get something straight:  Real Life is the best fucking game ever invented.  Ok so there may not be magical orcs, and it might be hard to find a slutty half zebra, half lolita to fuck, but I’ve heard that you can pretty much do anything IRL if you put your mind to it (and don’t get caught).

I was watching this trailer for a documentary about people who devote their whole lives to multi-player online games. And who would much prefer to interact in that world than in our own. Citing an ever increasing user experience that has evolved to mimic what happens in the real world: love, friendship, death, taxes.

I guess I understand how it can be fun. But while you’ve given up on contributing to our collective world and instead spend all of your time interacting in your own manufactured one, other people are like totally lapping you! IRL, not URL. And that’s a buy in my book.