Friday, November 23, 2012

Mind of a Gamer, my own experience




I felt compelled to write this after watching the above video

This post is me speaking from experience with a life long struggle with video game addiction, and from seeking a solution:
Thanks for posting this. Its very true. While I'm sure this will be met with opposition and many gamers will argue that video games have brought them more joy... its not something we can ever really weigh the benefits from. We can never know what we could have done with our lives were it not for being sucked into video games. What we missed out on. etc Now i'm referring strictly to those consumed by video games, and who have reached an age of maturity when responsibility becomes paramount. To live life stripped of video games would be a real shame. There is also a lot of socialization and bonding that can take place via games and a litany of other benefits that can be derived from it. And on the one hand excessive gaming can provide a relatively safe medium for us to reach rock bottom and learn how to get in touch with our values and standards we wish to aspire to. I used to say video games is my anti drugs. So if I'd have to learn one of the harder lessons in life I think learning it through a relatively harmless medium like video games can be good.
At the same time the harm done will also seem less severe through video games so that your sense of urgency will be diminished. As your sense of repercussions/consequences won't be felt immediately but parsed over a great span of time. Our willpower giving into one innocuous indulgence upon another. ... but theres a lot of harm in inaction, in fact all the wrong in this worlds stems essentially from inaction...And escapism enables this. "All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing." (Edmund Burke)
Its important to recognize that inner voice instead of dismissing it. Its about meta cognition thinking about thinking. A lot of un-moderated gaming is brought on by the underlying issue of procrastination. There's a great video on YouTube on procrastination, a ted talk presentation. Link below: http://youtube.com/watch?v=WD440CY2Vs0 In this video Vik Nithy describes how procrastination is brought on by an argument between your frontal cortex and your amygdala He discusses how its important to keep in mind what it is that your brain is doing. Instead of being on auto pilot and letting yourself be driven by the drives/impulses brought on by the amygdala, learn instead to recognize them, and learn to place emphasis on your higher mind. Every time you choose to dismiss your higher conscience, you're cutting yourself short, downplaying & or acting against your inner voice.
You want to be ever-mindful and receptive of that part of your brain hovering in the background informing you of where it is you are trespassing where you are undermining your values. You want to bring this "background noise" into the foreground and turn it into a harmonizing melody.
Rock bottom is below your standards which are shaped by your values. The higher your standards the less likely you are to succumb, or the sooner you will reach a low point that will force you to reexamine yourself (assuming you don't fall victim to cognitive dissonance etc). Another important factor that will keep you from hitting rock bottom (or a variant thereof, since there's no telling sometimes how low you can go), is your your sense of obligation to meet these standards. The level of sense of obligation combined with discipline will determine how well you live up to your standards/values.
I will leave you guys with my favorite excerpt from the book Tom Jones: by henry fielding moderation "True wisdom, then, notwithstanding all which Mr. Hogarth's poor poet may have writ against riches, and in spite of all which any rich well-fed divine may have preached against pleasure, consists not in the contempt of either of these. A man may have as much wisdom in the possession of an affluent fortune, as any beggar in the streets; or may enjoy a handsome wife, or a hearty friend, and still remain as wise as any popish recluse, who buries all his social faculties, and starves his belly, while he well lashes his back.To say the truth, the wisest man is the likeliest to possess all worldly blessings in an eminent degree: for as that moderation which wisdom prescribes is the surest way to useful wealth, so can it alone qualify us to taste many pleasures. The wise man gratifies every appetite and every passion, while the fool sacrifices all the rest to pall and satiate one.It may be objected, that very wise men have been notoriously avaricious. I answer, not wise in that instance. It may likewise be said, that the wisest men have been in their youth immoderately fond of pleasure. I answer, they were not wise then.Wisdom, in short, whose lessons have been represented as so hard to learn by those who never were at her school, only teaches to extend a simple maxim, universally known and followed even in the lowest life, a little farther than life carries it. And this is, not to buy at too dear a price.Now, whoever takes this maxim abroad with him into the grand market of the world, and constantly applies it to honours, to riches, to pleasures, and to every other commodity which that market affords, is, I will venture to affirm, a wise man, and must be so acknowledged in the worldly sense of the word: for he makes the best of bargains; since in reality he purchases everything at the price only of a little trouble, and carries home all the good things I have mentioned, while he keeps his health, his innocence, and his reputation, the common prices which are paid for them by others, entire and to himself.Prom this moderation, likewise, he learns two other lessons, which complete his character. First, never to be intoxicated when he hath made the best bargain, nor dejected when the market is empty, or when its commodities are too dear for his purchase."

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Concerning Videos Games


I laughed so hard when i read the Burning crusades!
But I admit. I wasted countless hours on gaming. But at the same time while I have more remorse about it overall... I still had a blast playing games. There are somethings you just can't experience or replicate in real life that you get playing games. And somethings i don't regret at all despite all the negative impact it had or the positive that could have been.
Its not so much videos games as much as wasting time all together. T.V., and surfing the web has also consumed a lot of my time. But while I learned and benefited a lot from it about 30% I could do without having spent. But I guess all things comes with a handful of crap on the side.
Moderation though is a very valuable thing and those who master it have won the game of life ;p

He makes a good point and I like the way he worded his arguments. You can't discount what he says. He sees and values the positives in games but makes us aware of the serious degenerative impact videos games have on our population. It keeps us dumb and complacent just like much of the media these days.

Life repeats itself. We all go through the same iterations and each have our own way of encountering things. Its interesting to see the different or similar way humans respond and express themselves over the span of time.
This video reminded me the following essay. I recommend it. Twas a great read.
Basic Black by Arthur Black. Was written in 1981, back before video games were the leading form of diversion.
Chapter on TV:
"I hope you'll excuse me if I sound just a little cocky today but I'm going through those first insufferable stages of somebody who's just given up a bad habit.
Insufferable for everybody else I mean- surely you've run afoul of the brand new non-smoker. The one who smiles so much that his teeth go dry; who usually greets you doing deep knee bends and arm excercises to 'open up the old lungs a little' - whose conversation is limited to up-to-the-minute personal health bulletins and long tirades about people who smoke anywhere more public than their bedroom closets.
Well that's the stage I'm in right now, which is why you might detect a touch of smugness. Except that it's not smoking i've given up. Nooo...nothing so simple.
Not drinking either... that would be child's play. Not throwing dice or snorting cocaine. Not betting the ponies or fast living. Conquering such petty vices wouldn't be worth mentioning.

No, the habit I’ve broken is a good deal more pernicious – infinitely more insidious than that. It’s held me in its thrall for 25 years – a quarter of a century! – but no more. I feel like a born-again human. I’ve just thrown my TV set out of the home.
Actually, not ‘just’… I’ve been without a television for a little over two months now. It was taken from me by and Act of God. I was just sitting in my living room one evening. Outside a thunder storm was raging with mighty peals of thunder and great jagged rips of lightning providing a sound and light show for the sheets of rain that were hammering the earth. But I didn’t see any of that. Didn’t see it because I was sitting in my darkened living room in that classic TV posture, the zombie hunch – watching a Blue Jays baseball game (talk about having nothing to do!) on the television.
It was a mediocre game that didn’t deserve to be in anyone’s living room, and I guess that’s the way fate read it, because suddenly there was an awesome crack, like a Giant Redwood snapping right overhead. The windows lit up and the TV went dark.
And that was it. My TV was dead. The dd thing was, I felt like Sleeping Beauty, or something … waking up from a trance. As soon as I figured out that my tv was definitely on the blink, I felt … released.
I went over and opened the front door and watched the storm. The ball game had been lousy, the storm was great.
Course I was in the first flush of conviction there – you know, like the first hour or so after you decide to quit smoking? It’s easy, and you’re all full of confidence and optimism … It’s the second day that the withdrawal symptoms start to take their toll. The next day I found myself absent-mindedly scanning the TV guide… flicking the TV on and off on and off to see if it had somehow and miraculously mended itself overnight. It hadn’t. And I felt nervous. I mean, what to do you do in the evenings if you don’t watch TV?
Still, for one reason or another, I never did get around to taking my television in to be repaired for about a week… and when I finally did, I just sort of forgot about it. Weeks went by and my evening gradually transformed themselves into something quite unusual. I found myself listening to records I’d bought months ago but never taken the cellophane off [talk about oldschool]; I began to read books I’d been meaning to read since high school. I even found myself engaging in conversations with my family. A phenomenon formerly limited to such exchanges as ‘Well, whaddya think – Masterpiece Theatre or the Rockford Files?’ [these were some of the main evening television shows on TV at the time (now classics), as you might have guessed.]
The thing about life without TV is – it is life. You feel alive! You feel alive! You’re not spending three, four maybe five hours a day sitting passive and quiescent, bathed in the unearthly glow of a TV screen, being force fed on visual pablum.
‘Bubble gum for the eyes’ Frank Loyd Wright called it. Certainly seems like that once you get away from it.
Anyways I decided to get serious about my new life. I cancelled the cable service and I still haven’t picked up my TV, even though its ready and the calls from the repair shop are getting increasingly snarky.
I guess I’ll have to pick it up, but I don’t know what to do with it. Put it out in the Glad Bags on Garbage day? Have it bronzed? Burry it in the garden? Stuff it and mouth it on the wall?
Whatever I do, I won’t be plugging it in.
Maybe I’m in at the beginning of a trend. I’ve run into three or four people who have given up on TV recently. And Lord knows the new fall TV schedule doesn’t offer anything to make you regret the decision.
If you decide you’d like to try life without Snarky and Hutch, the one thing to keep in mind is this; Not having a TV expands your life; you’re not doing without something. Not having a Tv gives you more time and more zest to use the time. There are thousands of things to do – read The Mayor of Casterbridge; phone up a friend; write some letters; paint a picture; play your harmonica and if you’re really lucky – watch a thunderstorm.
You’ll never see anything like that on Monday Night Baseball. "