Many species lack the ability to defy their own animal instincts and allow their intellect to prevail.
I’d spent my entire life overdosing on uncut escapism, willingly allowing fantasy to become my reality.
If there were other civilizations out there, why would they ever want to make contact with humanity? If this was how we treated each other, how much kindness could we possibly show to some race of bug-eyed beings from beyond?
Now whenever I watched a Star Wars film, I found myself wondering how the Empire had the technology to make long-distance holographic phone calls between planets light-years apart, and yet no one had figured out how to make a remote-controlled TIE Fighter or X-Wing yet.
That’s how you know you’ve mastered a videogame - when a bunch of butt-hurt crybabies start to accuse you of cheating in an effort to cope with the beatdown they’ve just suffered at your hands.
