Gaming elicits a number of reactions. In my life alone, I’ve seen it derided, dismissed as childishness and (occasionally) held up as the Root of all Evil. Thing is, though, it’s a world of near-unlimited possibilities to me. There’s a certain kind of joy you find when plunging headlong off the beaten path, such as throwing a fridge at someone’s head in the original Deus Ex or finding John Romero’s head in Doom II or wandering through the Secret Cow Level or…the list is endless. Throw another person into the mix, and gaming can be a very very special experience indeed.
Over on Kotaku, Kate Cox has written a piece that pretty much sums this up. Go read it. And then, go play a game. Have fun. Be a White Scarf to somebody. Griefing will never go away, but that choice – and a million others – is yours to make.
(Oh, and if you haven’t already, play Journey.)