I already said it in the past and I’m saying here again: on-line video games sicken me, maybe it’s the computing thing I hate the most after cloud, because playing on-line means being at the mercy of digital platforms that can fail miserably in reaching the popularity needed to start a game session. Otherwise, if you are unlucky enough, you download some “free” gaming crap but then you have to pay hard cash even to play a fucking solitaire card game without advertising. The fact that there are sympathetic and interesting communities like the Eve Online one as well doesn’t change much: playing on the Internet is a waste of time, and time is the only true resource that must never be wasted. Ever.
Being a fan of video games of every age and for every platform, yours truly is always open to the idea of buying disks, cartridges or hardware units which have spent more than a season in the houses of strangers. Unlike many of those experiencing the same sickness as me, however, the idea of spending a lot of money for something that someone else treated with no care, cleaning or attention to personal hygiene is rather disgusting to me. In an ideal world retro-new hardware would be always available and affordable, and maybe its sale would be managed by companies a little less rotten to the core than your regular GameStop.
That particular computer passion known as retrocomputing requires to use ancient hardware components unable to support the most recent programs, but this doesn’t mean fans have to feel obliged to exclusively run software dating back to 10, 15 or even 20 years ago. On the contrary: the “scene” of the new releases designed to keep the retro hardware alive with recently produced code provides non-stop announcements – some of them stealing the spotlight, for a bit at least, next to the latest version of Windows 10 or Google Chrome.