So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? - Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd Unemployment at a staggering 12.6%. A lawless American government. American domestic spying approaching the same level as the old USSR. Foreign enemies with nukes on the move. And more. Lots more. Can you see why I might be in such a pessimistic mood? My mood, of course, feeds my gaming. And being in such a cynical state of mind, I just haven't had the disposition to pick up Titanfall , the game whose beta so made me gush just a few weeks ago. The idea of playing a game that takes place in a clean, high tech type of future - if war torn - just isn't doing it for me. I desire something more reflective of my dispirited temper. So, what does one play when he is downright dour? Well, I suppose that depends on the player. For me, though...
Because Edmund Burke would have been a gamer....