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Video games are not real life. Mainstream media may disagree, but I think it's safe to say that most of us can distinguish between the two. Science, however, keeps messing with our heads. It keeps trying to invent the things that are in our video games! Stop confusing us, science. Are we in the matrix? Is this real life...

Daily Telegraph, Maury Povich, Andrew Bolt — send help! I'm dissolving into a land where make believe and real life are indistinguishable from the another! Aiiieeee...


When I was 10 years old I had a rule: only do stuff you're good at. If there's a chance you're going to suck at something: avoid. Avoid at all costs. Looking cool at all possible times is the main priority. Make everything look effortless. Even if you have to spend hundreds of man hours perfecting a skill, pretending you just tried that thing for the first time is an absolute must.

Protect that ego. Protect it at all times.


You place the controller down. Exhale. The tension leaves your body, you slowly flick your eyelids open in a zen-like trance. Finally, you have done it. It's over. You've done it. The game is over. The credits roll, you allow yourself a moment to drink it all in. Then you start Facebooking and tweeting about what an awesome human being you are.

This is what it means to finish a video game in this day and age.


Piles of shame, by definition, are shameful. But while untouched games in cellophane taunt and beckon , there's a special circle of torment reserved for the games we started, but didn't finish. Games we enjoyed, maybe even loved, but abandoned before completion.