there’s an undertone of shame to a great percentage of writing i read about games. the tone is of “i’m a pathetic human being who can’t live a normal and healthy life and that’s why i play videogames”. from there one either attempts to exorcise that shame in a cathartic burst of words to connect with an audience of similarly-minded shame-feelers or defends it in all kinds of silly and childish ways and grasps at straws and greatly inflates particular experiences with games in an attempt to prove to the greater culture supposedly oppressive towards games that the experiences are legitimate and meaningful. either way says much more about the writer than it does about the game itself. games, like any other medium have absolutely no need to prove they are legitimate in the first place. they exist, therefore they are legitimate. http://ellaguro.blogspot.com/2013/05/its-okay-to-like-games.html

Bioshock Infinite- A Completely Sincere, Not At All Manipulative or Self-Aggrandizing Journey Inward

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