Clearly the thing that makes you happy is having a corded controller. I will ve taking no questions and/or criticism.
I don’t think the emptiness of trying to chase a joy you felt in your youth while not knowing what could possibly give you a feeling that would even maybe just remind you of that happiness, combined with the knowledge that if you stopped treading water you’d just kinda die can really be understood unless you feel it. Hell, if you told my 10 year old self he’d one day have literally hundreds of video and board games, he’d have been mind blown. Understanding the void of scrolling through the game library on your couch before buying another one you won’t play just to fail to relive the feeling of buying clay fighter 2 and reading the booklet on your way home is just… something 10-year-old me could not possibly have comprehended. And I don’t know if the author does.
The paradox of choice is why a few of us are abandoning streaming for physical media (or at least intentional downloading).
When everything is available to us, we lose the ability to appreciate anything on its own terms. We can no longer ask,“what is going on? how does this thing work?” Instead, if it’s the least bit challenging, the least bit unfamiliar, the least bit uncomfortable, we immediately skip, and now the entire media landscape is made by creators who know their audience will give them only a few seconds of grace before saying next!
The difference is, when we were kids, we were told the world had never been a better place and it was only going to get better because this is a world where everyone works to make the next one better.
We heard our parents and teachers preach the importance of reading books, thinking critically, recognizing bias in the media, and acting for the greater good.
Now, we realize that was all bullshit. This is a world where billionaires work to make things better for themselves, at the expense of everyone else. And our parents were convinced to vote for it because they failed to do any of that shit they preached about our whole life.
The world “sucks” now because it feels like everyone knows better but chooses to be a selfish turd anyway. How else do you reconcile the world we observe with the one we were promised?
Sure, we had a simpler life when children, but let’s be honest: the world sucking is separate from our past. Our generation was sold an idea, that was a fiction, and a bunch of people have profited from misery, from war, from racism. It would be hubris to think we could fix it, but the last decade continues to prove that progress is not always a straight line.
Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death.
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Keep those mower blades sharp!
The 90’s weren’t 20 years ago fam
It’s missing the window, which in the past shows a tree, and in the present shows a burning hellscape
There are only 3.25 years of the nineties left that were twenty some years prior to the current year, 2026, in the calendar of our lord Robert
Proportionally smaller pizza
This comic must be ten years old. Perfect for the title.
Wow. I was ready to post a snarky reply about how the N64 is not 30 years old, and then I did the math, and I do not like this realization!
I wish I still loved video games as much I used to.
This year I seen to have lost my desire to play them (decades later than my father wished I had) but I don’t seem to have developed a new desire to replace that one. It reminds me of how being 13 and unable to have fun with my Legos the way I used to felt.
Yes, but you know a lot more about the world in the first pane and so it’s not carefree.
Also, that time on the couch is now just a brief oasis before having to return to the wasteland of a soul devouring job.
More like 35 years ago.
The more things change the more they stay the same.
