Sooo.........
Bumped into any trees lately in search of your next PokeMon?
Yeah, me either but it's brought the topic of technology addiction or for our purposes video game addiction back to the forefront.
You can't call yourself a "Real" gamer unless you've obsessed, at least once, over a video game. It doesn't matter if it was Sonic the Hedgehog on Genesis or Skyrim on the PC. Every die-hard gamer has at least one story of a lost weekend whose ingredients included a lack of sleep, poor personal hygiene and angry loved ones.
But what happens when it goes too far. When the lost weekend becomes a lost week, month or worse.
What if your entire world view is framed in the context of your game.
Good guys, bad guys. Noobs and gods. Nothing else matters.
Even if you aren't an "addict" dedicated players often get life confused with the context of the game they play. They tend to distill everyone down to skills and abilities with little regard for those that don't share their passion.
It's a self-absorbed cycle of isolation.
One that's fed by developers giving achievements for kills, time iplayed and skills used. All of those take time. A lot of it....
The hype machine incessantly urges the player on toward their virtual glory to the exclusion of all else.
It's a certainty that nobody with 2000 hours in Star Wars Battlefront has much of a social life outside the chat menu.
Games have always gone after the ego. Rewarding for doing well, Damning for your failure. But something is different.
Mix in Augmented Reality and even the real world becomes just another "Map."
It's an incessant push to be better than the other guy. That requires commitment with the appropriate Pavlovian treats along the way to keep you coming back for more.
There's a time to play and a time to pay.
That's the other dangling carrot. The so-called Pro-gamer. The vindication for all those wasted hours spent climbing the leader boards. Gaming can be an occupation now. Which to me is ridiculous.
But I'm "old" as they say. I don't get it I suppose.
Except I do, which is why I'm so concerned.
I worry that people are taking gaming way too seriously to get any real benefit out of it. Call me an alarmist but if gaming becomes a profession then what's the point of playing for the rest of us?
Gaming is supposed to be a release, fun, escapism. But when we build our lives around such a shallow premise we give up more than we know.
Which is why I blame game developers at least in part for the addiction. They tug at the ego demanding more and more. Buy the DLC, Get the Pre-order or be ostracized.
You loser with the base game....
It commands the environment and offers empty promises.
Well, that's the dream at least. One held by you and a million others of like mind.
Back in the day video games were either crude console affairs hooked up to an old fuzzy TV or something in an arcade.
You played the game, had your fun then found something else to do. It was an amusement not a lifestyle.
Everybody loved the old video game arcades but nobody wanted to live there. It was like going to movies or hanging out with friends. A pastime. No more than that.
Today we're so connected that we've never been more alone. Anonymous voices shouting unwanted diatribe. The world is in the palm of our hands but we really don't care. Facebook, Twitter,
Aha! you say, but here, here is a place where we can be kings!
But we're not kings, we're pretenders to the throne. Achieving nothing but the mad scratches on a condemned prisoners wall as he counts the days to his end. We're just consumers of a product. That's all it is regardless of how open the world or how challenging the AI.
I don't deny that video games are so much more than they used to be. They tell wonderful tales and let us experience fantastical worlds but at some point we have to put down the controller.
Developers need to stop feeding the beast. Make your games but don't pretend that they're anything but an amusement. That's all they are. Packaged, Promoted, Product.
Stop trapping us in fake social contexts with people we don't know.
Addiction is profitable to the pusher. Drug cartels count on repeat business and what you've done is apply that model to a susceptible population. It's a business model that trades on mental illness and I have a problem with that.
That's why I rant and rave.
Sometimes to the point where I'm literally assaulted with the query, " Why do you even play games? "
It's the saddest question anyone could ask me because most don't understand the answer.
"I just want to have some fun for a little while...."
They look at me strangely. I shrug and feel the world grow a bit colder.
