We waited for the computer to inform us that one of us, usually me, had died of snakebite or cholera. It was like the world’s most boring historical fiction program, personalized with our names. Since we did not have television, however, my sibling’s entertainment expectations were fantastically low, so they went on to invent scenarios like Star Wars-themed Oregon Trail, and cackled with glee when Chewbacca traded for bullets or shot a bison.
I had largely forgotten about this until I was reading the articles for this issue, and came across one that mentioned early video games. The author, Julie Brink, was pointing out that people of my generation have been playing video games since our childhood. And so we have, even those of us that don’t play them regularly. Even if we dislike video games theoretically, we are very familiar with them. . .