Just a random thought as I drove home today:
If I was to go back in time, kidnap my younger self when he was a teen, and bring him to this glorious future of information and technology, I think he’d have the following reactions:
- Holy crap, I’m married? To a girl?
- Um, HOW many kids was that again?
- What have they done to Star Trek? Do I have to kill that Quantum Leap guy in the past so this doesn’t happen?
- YOU ARE SO DANG LUCKY WITH ALL THESE VIDEO GAMES!
It was reaction 4 that made me realize just how much I — all of us, really — take our games for granted. We moan and complain when a class gets nerfed or when we have to wait another few months for the 5,421st MMORPG to finally launch, and we completely miss the big picture that my younger self would see in a heartbeat.
As a kid, I don’t think I ever envisioned a future where I could explore giant virtual worlds in 3D, with all sorts of bells and whistles and goodies just for a measly $15 a month. I think, back then, I would’ve just been happy with the absolute bare basic MMO and still consider myself blessed beyond belief. To be connected with thousands of friends across the world? To have a persistent character? To visit the worlds of Star Trek, Star Wars, Conan, Warhammer, Dungeons & Dragons?
It would’ve blown my mind. And now I see a guy who is increasingly hard to impress, who has to work hard to retain the optimistic passion that I had in the past when it came to games.
We complain way, way too much in comparison to the great amount of entertainment that’s put at our fingertips for obscenely low (or no) prices.