The Monday just gone was Australia Day, the down under version of all things national pride. When we come together as a nation of many different faces to enjoy the prosperity of a country that is not torn apart by war, or starved by famine.
I watched the local fireworks display from the front porch of my house, and it made me weep. I thought to myself, how very wonderful it is that when we hear an explosion at the end of the street we think of fireworks and not bombs.
And it made me feel so very blessed to be living in this part of the world, that is by no means more perfect than any other.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Cheaters never prosper
It seems that shortly after any new game comes out there are always those who will test the limits of what the game can withstand, explore every level..and glitch.
I can appreciate that games produced to deadline won't always be perfect, seldom ever are. (See Halo 3 campaign, I must've fallen into every undiscovered hole in the terrain when fighting brutes) or even Gears, with it's sometimes cheddar-cheese filled walls.
But there is a clear difference between back flipping Cole Train into a wall by accident, and sitting inside a rock, smoking people as they run past on Call Of Duty. It's not even that there are bugs in the game that annoys me, its the simple fact that these people, usually little boys with nothing better to do, deliberately cheat to get the upper hand then congratulate each other on being masters of the universe.
All the while you are thinking, man I wish I could beat these people at their own game, but I wouldn't want to lower myself. There are many reasons why people cheat at anything, lacking skill, peer pressure, or just being pricks.
So every time some ass jumps out of the level, or sails past me through the air I remember this: In life Jim the store clerk is a nobody, he gets yelled at by his manager, and games are his escape. So sure, its much easier for Jim to vent his rage at passive faceless people on xbox than face his own life. Suddenly I'm not so annoyed.
check out this you tube video on the Gears atrocities:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4foUP2LuX8
I can appreciate that games produced to deadline won't always be perfect, seldom ever are. (See Halo 3 campaign, I must've fallen into every undiscovered hole in the terrain when fighting brutes) or even Gears, with it's sometimes cheddar-cheese filled walls.
But there is a clear difference between back flipping Cole Train into a wall by accident, and sitting inside a rock, smoking people as they run past on Call Of Duty. It's not even that there are bugs in the game that annoys me, its the simple fact that these people, usually little boys with nothing better to do, deliberately cheat to get the upper hand then congratulate each other on being masters of the universe.
All the while you are thinking, man I wish I could beat these people at their own game, but I wouldn't want to lower myself. There are many reasons why people cheat at anything, lacking skill, peer pressure, or just being pricks.
So every time some ass jumps out of the level, or sails past me through the air I remember this: In life Jim the store clerk is a nobody, he gets yelled at by his manager, and games are his escape. So sure, its much easier for Jim to vent his rage at passive faceless people on xbox than face his own life. Suddenly I'm not so annoyed.
check out this you tube video on the Gears atrocities:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4foUP2LuX8
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