Via the very useful Ozpolitics blog, comes this story of the online game designer's revenge. Never having got into computer games, even when they were very simple (***oh, with one exception), I find it hard to relate to, I guess, everything games-related. But this story quite piqued my interest: it would easy to imagine the state of mind brought on when, late at night when you're running on adrenalin after many hours 'in' the game, all of a sudden it seems to be coming for you.
This story also reflects another of my pet interests, namely all the different 'worlds' there are: that is to say, the individual interests that people have that just don't cross over. Horse racing - never been, would love to go one day, it just seems so different (except for the trend towards young people going just to get drunk). When we were getting a kitten a few years ago, we went to some cat shows. Utterly bizarre behaviour by some people!
*** We had The Hobbit for our Sinclair Spectrum in 1983.
Oh, and I did have a mild fascination for some car rally game in about 1996. So make that two.