Friday, April 26, 2013

PaD: Childhood



Just in case you have been in a cave for the last couple of months, the video game shown in the picture is Candy Crush.  It is a silly game where the player has to match three pieces of like candy until the assigned task has been completed.  At that point, "Sugar Crush" is announced and floats across the screen followed by Swedish Fish that swim across the candy field popping candy and ringing up your score.  There is no sweeter sound in the whole world.

What is it about American adults that makes us love to play childish games?  Maybe other advanced societies play games as well but certainly adults in cultures where they have to work all day to feed their families don't sit at a computer all day playing a silly game based on popping candy.

I will admit I am addicted to Candy Crush.  I am on Level 88 and am proud of that accomplishment.  Now, why I am proud of that accomplishment, I cannot say.  I don't play sports.  Never did.  I admire and envy people who go out and actually exert physical energy to play a game of sports with other players who are exerting physical energy.  I am somewhat mystified by people who spend time watching games on TV and follow sports teams religiously.  The game that really has me scratching my head is a game based on how the well contestents perform playing fantasy ballgames that are based on a real ballgames.  Believe it or not, there is even a sports segment on ESPN that reports on fantasy ballgames.  Huh?  To me, this is like a Russian doll.  It is one game based on another game that is based on another game.  How lazy can Americans be?

Maybe we are all trying to recapture our childhood.  Life is difficult sometimes.  (See yesterday's post.)  What is wrong with wilying away a few minutes or hours popping colorful candy?  It sure beats trying to figure out who has the best fantasy Candy Crush player.  At least my finger is getting some exercise.

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