Last night we received a tip from Neil Christie sharing with us what he called "more bullsh*t in the UK press." Indeed, it was a column by an elderly man called Giles Whittell, whose out-of-touch and frightened scrawling shan't be directly linked to. This is because I'd rather benefit from his mad warblings while offering him no traffic in return. I will link to this great CBlog about it, though.
Here's a sample of his senile rambling:
This hate piece was published online by The Times, an outlet that has already lied about the Byron Report, so it's hardly shocking to see them wheel out this strange old man to tell us how much he hates them there new-fangled videogames. You might note that I am being very calm, not my usual outraged, exasperated, distressed self. This is because mad old men amuse me, and I could never be angry at one simply for sharing his confused, curmudgeonly nonsense with real people who have more than ten years of life left in them.
In his article, the eccentric, obsolete gentleman espouses how excellent he is for denying his children videogames, and making them go camping instead. This is because games, in his decaying mind, are a "waste of time." A bigger waste of time, apparently, than sitting in a tent in a rainstorm, occasionally going outside to take a sh*t in the woods. That might be a crazy pensioner's idea of a worthwhile pursuit, but I'd rather take the PlayStation, personally. Oh yeah, he also compared games to teen pregnancy and heroin abuse ... because that's what people in nursing homes kind of do.
When I read this stupid article last night I actually posted my own reply on the Web site directly. However, it seems that Destructoid is too much for The Times to handle and they didn't publish what I had to say about the article. So I'll publish it instead. Once again the indie blogs have to do the mainstream press' job for it.
I can only assume they didn't print this because I am so young and virile, while Giles is so old and worthless.