I've come to the conclusion that only theoretical physics can explain the douchebaggery of modern gaming culture. For those who aren't familiar, my ignorant take on schroedinger's cat is the metaphor of a cat in a box, you don't know if the cat is alive or dead until you open the box and create a reality in which that cat is either dead or alive.

How does this relate to gaming? Well, just think of the fanboy rivalry that rages between gamers who have signed up to the MS, Nintendo and Sony armies. They are in the same situation as shroedinger was with his cat. Before they purchase the console or game, they inhabit a reality in which preference between games depends on personal experience. A world in which the FPS fan buys an xbox and the MGS obsessive goes for the PS3 for example. Once that fat wad of cash has been slapped down on the counter however, [i]space and time warp in ways mere man can barely comprehend.
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Indeed, after the purchase is made a WHOLE NEW REALITY is formed in which taste and opinion no longer exist and the lump of plastic and metal they purchased becomes the objective winner of the 'console war'. Halo is no longer an accessible shooter with a mediocre campaign but excellent multiplayer mode, it is now either the finest example of the genre or worthless piece of shit. Moderation, and all concepts relating to it as regards attitudes to gaming are sucked into a MIND WARPING DOOM VOID.

Ladies and gentleman, you know it's the truth. Because otherwise we have to accept a different reality, one in which the world of computer and video games is dominated by whining, insecure little fanboy bitches.

Peace out dawg.