12 December, 2009

CC23: Snooker

I was forced to watch Snooker for nearly an hour tonight.
I wrote this Strongly-Worded-Letter on the BBC's complaints system.

Lateness Of Transmission

Hello, I tuned in at 9:30 on Saturday night to watch the extremely entertaining show "Have I got A Bit More News For You", a favourite of mine for some years now.
I was shocked and disgusted to find that the show had been delayed in favour of an extended game of the so-called sport "Snooker".
There was no estimation as to when the "Snooker" would end, allowing an entertaining nights television to continue which forced me to sit through over half an hour of this painful 'sport'.

Please do not allow this to happen again.
Here are a list of possible solutions to this issue:
a) Stop showing "Snooker": Several of the announcers on this program suggested that the BBC were considering cancelling it. I think this is an excellent idea.
b) Move "Snooker" to a less popular channel: BB3 for example, would be a good home for this program. Or maybe BBC Wales.
c) Bring "Snooker" to an immediate end once its time-slot has been filled: just tell the players that they don't have to go home, but they cannot stay here.

Yours Sincerely,
ANkh
For the record I have nothing against Snooker per Se. I just never want to watch it. Ever.


Oh son-of-a-bitch they just cancelled Have I Got A Bit More News For You for the night because snooker used up its time-slot.
Okay, that's it. I fucking hate snooker!

07 December, 2009

CC22: Christmas songs!.......Helping to maintain a healthy suicide rate over the holidays.

Two thoughts occurred to me the other day: One, Who would notice if I kicked the slow-ass bitch in front of me down the stairs to help hurry her the fuck up and two, Christmas is actually the perfect holiday. Seriously. I know it's now a soulless commercial haven time-period for businesses but, in a lot of ways, it really is great. First, you get stuff; the only people I've ever heard harping on about the commercialisation of Christmas are usually the sad fucks who never get anything they like. Second, Christmas (and/or) post-Christmas sales are the fucking bomb! You can usually get pretty much anything for a shit-load cheaper and you can get all the sweet-ass box sets too! Thirdly you get to see all your family for a huge piss-up. Hell, even if you don't get along with your family, Christmas is an ideal time to snub them as they'll really get the fucking message now!

But there is one thing about Christmas that really pisses me the fuck off: Christmas songs. Maudlin, horrific bullshit every last one of them. And given that I've been forced to listen to them for the past three weeks now (I work in retail) I feel It incumbent upon me to name a choice few and berate them so in no particular order:

  • "Christmas time (Don't let the bells end)": I normally despise anything the darkness do, including breathing, but this one fills me with pure hatred just thinking about it. Justin Hawkins screeching voice is so grating I almost want to insert a drill-bit into my ear-hole and burst my fucking eardrums. That's assuming the shit music hasn't done it already.
  • "Little drummer boy": This is an annoying song for the ages. The only reason it gets played any more is because it's a Christmas-themed song that gets rolled out without any thought or consideration for the poor people who have to listen. Makes me want to vomit bile every time I hear it.
  • "Winter Wonderland" by Annie Lennox: I actually generally like Annie Lennox, but this song is an affront to nature. This is generally one of the happier Christmas songs, but when Annie Lennox sings it, it kind of makes you want to consider hanging yourself with tinsel. Christian metal band stryper did a version of this song years ago but it's more funny than suicidal. Also Darlene loves' version is so maudlin and shrill it makes me weep. But I suppose she had no choice in how she sang since Phil Spector was probably poking a gun in her ribs at the time.....
  • "Santa baby" by Everclear: No man should ever sing this song. I don't care if the guy is gay it's just fucking weird.
  • "Santa Claus is coming to town" by Bruce Springsteen: The only Christmas song EVER to make Santa sound like a child-molester.
  • "Do they know it's Christmas time": (I know I should feel bad for shitting on a charity record....but i don't...so here we go) You know, geldof, the reason they don't know it's Christmas Time at all is because they're African. At best they celebrate Kwanza. Many Africans are actually Animists. Christmas rarely enters into the thinking of the average African, starving or not. The video is good for playing a game of "Spot The Has-Been", though.
  • "Rocking around the Christmas tree": Maybe the reason I don't get this fucking song because I'm not autistic. This is the only possible reason I can think of.
  • "Christmas in America" by Pat Benetar: A patriotic Christmas song. 'Nuff said.
  • "Christmas shoes" by NewSong: I'd rather rub my cock down with a rusty cheese grater than listen to this sad, droning piece of shit.
  • "El Vez" by Feliz Navidad: A Christmas song by a Mexican Elvis impersonator sounds like a whole load of awesome but you'd be fucking wrong! It takes the 1968 original by Jose Feliciano, nicks a bassline from Public Image Ltd, and machine-guns Christmas with cheese. It sounds like a carnival in hell.
  • "Simply having a wonderful christmas time" by Paul McCartney: Words fail me as to describe this unbelievably shit song. I can think of no more wretched a fucking piece of music than this atonal abortion. It's also afflicted us with the worst video ever also. It has the temerity to feature about 14 different musicians while assaulting you with cack Keyboard music. It sounds like a crackhead with hammers smashing some cheap Casio that the producer found at a thrift store. Also the line "simply having a wonderful Christmas time" is repeated about 666 times which sounds like they're trying to open a portal into our world for Satan to cross over.
  • "Must be Santa" By Bob Dylan: It's official, Bob Dylan has gone mad and is fucking with us.
You will never make friends unless you like everyone genuinely. Oh well, I'm fucked then aren't I? - Thom Yorke.

18 November, 2009

CC21: Curling.....I can win an olympic medal for sweeping now?

If you can measure a person by the sport they watch then you can safely assume anyone who thinks curling is a sport is a complete fucking idiot. Since moving to Canada I've been watching this pile of cack "sport" for a while now and I still don't see the appeal. It's sweeping on ice with stones. That's it. Nothing more. Also I've absorbed huge amounts of flak because of my hatred for the sport.

What the hell is wrong with you people? Brooms and rocks? Sweeping? And we include this stupid shit in the Olympics? The Olympics? I don't see how it can even be considered a sport. There's a reason why I didn't realize that the games were going on until just recently, and don't give a fuck now that I'm aware of it. This international fruitcake janitor competition is a good example, thereof. People have told me that it requires a lot of physical effort to slide a slab of granite down some ice. I don't care if your scrotum ruptures with every sweep of the broom - it's insulting to see it involved in the Olympics. The institution truly has no meaning any longer. It's a joke. I stopped respecting the IOC when they allowed numerous boxers to be fucked over at Seoul Olympics, now I can't stand the shower of bastards.

Just in case you're reading this and thinking that physical exertion is no determinant of what is or isn't a sport then let me ask you this: How do you feel about marathon salt-licking? Shall we defend that 'sport' with a lecture on the 'significant difficulty' that tongue athletes encounter whilst training to lick blocks of salt for the sacred games? How the tongue cramps can break a person's will, how it takes years of dedicated licking to tone the muscle to the extremes demanded in the international arena? Shall we expound upon the horrors of salt burn and the tactical intricacies of stroke-angle and pressure that are required to minimize damage to the taste buds?

No? Well how about distance pissing against the wind, then? I bet exercising the urethral musculature to its biological peak would require immense discipline and noteworthy physical prowess. Not to mention the difficulty in perfecting a technique of forcing the piss stream to such a narrow band that it can penetrate the shearing forces of the wind.

Oh, and just in case anyone who curls reads this and brings up the inherent drinking nature of the sport let me ask you this: Are you really claiming that being able to drink while playing qualifies the game for gold medals? Is the sport that boring that not do you have to pissed to watch it, you have to be pissed to play it? Can you imagine talking to curler? "So what do you do for a living?", "I use a broom........I knew you wouldn't understand"

Most of the newer "sports" are just simply derivations of other sports for people who can't be arsed to play the originals.
I will now compile a list of sports that need to be eliminated for our species to advance:

  • Handball: Football for people who can't kick a ball.
  • Walking: For people who can't run fast. Seriously it's against the rules to run.
  • Butterfly: Its swimming, but made stupid. In fact I don't see the point in any swimming style other than freestyle. Its like having the 100m skip, or the 200m relay roll-along-the-ground.
  • Badminton. For people who can't play tennis. If you want to play tennis, play it. If you want to play volleyball, play it. Don't mix the two and pretend it's a real fucking sport. Also the word "shuttlecock" should ever be used in any sport.
  • Equestrian Dressage: For people who can't win human beauty contests it's the equivalent of a beauty pageant for horses.
  • Synchronized swimming: Especially when they have the commercials with Ronald McDonald participating in it.
  • Rhythmic Gymnastics: Once again... I'm not really a Gymnast so I'll twirl this ribbon and people will think its pretty.
  • Ice dancing: Can't make it as a real figure skater? No Problem.

Forget this shit. I'll give up all my physical conditioning and start sewing for the 2012 Olympics...


Curling is not a sport. I called my grandmother and told her she could win a gold medal because they have dusting in the Olympics now. ~Charles Barkley

01 November, 2009

CC20: Crime dramas.....where bullshit dresses up as common sense and sleeps with his wife, reality.

Or the title of this should be where reality and common sense are pulled apart by rabid producers who then Frankenstein them back together for their own ends.

I've had enough of the crime drama, I really have. It's bad enough that they're rolling out a new one every fifteen minutes but now the ones already out are spawning other sub-series themselves!
Someone needs to neuter the fucking writers and fast because it's getting out of control. I suppose it wouldn't be so bad if the shows had a little variety. But unfortunately you'd have more choice at a welsh fish and chip shop.

Oh there are plenty of shows, don't get me wrong, it's just they're all so similar the only way to distinguish them is by which group of washed up actors they have on screen. We have CSI, CSI: Miami, CSI: New york, CSI: Las Vegas, NCIS, NCIS: Los angelas, Jag, Law and order: special victims unit, Law and order: criminal intent, criminal minds, numbers, without a trace, cold case, etc, etc, etc, and each one has a premise more fucking ludicrous than the last.

Numb3rs: (see? they used a number in the title in place of a letter? how clever! bollocks) A program where an awkward genius and his regular-joe brother partner solve crimes using maths. eh....what?

Bones: A program where an awkward genius and her regular-joe FBI partner solve crime with wacky theories and by using a computer so hilariously far-fetched it makes HAL 2000 look reasonable. That assuming they stop their fucking sanctimonious waffling and actually get to fucking work. Also her little side-kicks smack of the FOX producers trying to make the show hip for younger viewers. Bah, Now I've to watch two hours of the wire to get the taste out of my mouth.

Also how far off-the-rails has Law and order gone? It used to be a gripping drama show with real characters and an actual investigative process (it's in the title in case you missed) now it's got these pathetic spin-offs which are all shit. SVU is basically where they force in all the cases they felt were "too edgy". And criminal intent is just the one with the awkward genius (am i the only one seeing the pattern here?) who "doesn't adjust well to change" and is acted so badly it's appalling.

Another show that is a load of wank is NCIS. A show where some military rejects solve crime in their own kiss-ass way. It's so much bollocks it's funny. It's the walker Texas ranger of the new millennium. It's so bad that it's only promising stat is that it's got more initials than any other shit crime show.

But of all the shows I can't fucking stand it has to be the CSI plethora of bollocks shows. Seriously. CSI and CSI Miami are quite possibly the two worst shows on television, and that's quite a feat. Every single character delivers every single line as if it's some macho catchphrase. You can just see the writers stroking their chins and saying "damn I'm so clever. I think I'll go masturbate to my own reflection" EVERY TIME ANY CHARACTER OPENS THEIR FUCKING MOUTH! Also that Horatio fucker is really working my last nerve with his bullshit sunglasses acting. Why the fuck is it so popular? I also love how the two shows are the same, but with only slight differences.

CSI
Main guy has black hair and a beard

CSI Miami
Main guy has orange hair and no beard

CSI
Location: Las Vegas

CSI Miami
Location: Delaware

CSI
Takes place: At night

CSI Miami
Takes place: In the day

CSI
Coroner: Is a Pasty White Guy

CSI Miami
Coroner: Black Woman
Also the bullshit one liners like: "That bullet casing shouldn't be here if the shooting took place ten meters to the west..."

It seems that the crime is the last bastion of the sliding actor. It's a good sign that your career is on a downward spiral when your asked to play a "hard-bitten tough cop who plays by his own rules." CSI has David curruso whose biggest acting part was being one of the sheriff deputies in Rambo. It also has Gary sinise who is a good actor but hasn't done anything good in years. And William Petersen whose last good credit was manhunter! Check the year on that fucker! Sometimes the acting can stoop to lows you've never seen before.

To hell with this fantasy sci-fi shit!..........

P.S: How can Desperate Housewives not be considered a program for guys? The episode I just watched Bree totes shotguns and Gabby kicks nuns. How can men NOT watch this?

22 October, 2009

CC19: Want to ruin paradise? Allow a corporation to show you how...

Sorry for my recent lack of updates to this site as it seems while preparing to move five thousand miles away from your home can be an arduous and, quite frankly, fucking annoying task finding the time to sit down and bitch about it is rather more difficult. But since I've now settled in and gotten myself a typical boring job where the hours are more fucked up than a kid on Ritalin I'd like to get off my chest. Something which has bothered me since I settled here in paradise (that's Vancouver in case you were wondering). Corporations.

Don't get me wrong. I do normally hate corporations. But I never really saw them as beings who tried to upset every nuance of my daily existence until now. They can fucking run amok here! Absolutely everything has a monthly charge. and. i. mean. fucking.everything. Every time I take a piss I'm half expecting the toilet to ask me if I want to sign up for the "express urination package" a snip at only $25.99 per month!

Yes, while it seems that Canadians will protest pretty much anything at the drop of a hat like, say for instance, the winter games being celebrated in their country (yeah i can see how that would anger them, nations of the world coming in and marveling at the sights and sounds and activities of your beautiful country......the bastards) the fact that your bank will not only charge you for not having a certain amount of money in your account at all times somehow slipped under the radar. Also the fact that you'll be charged almost $3.00 per transaction should you have the temerity to use an ATM that's the wrong colour you fuck. And, depending on the type of account, you can also be charged for every transaction past 25 of them. In the words of the virgin Mary: What the fuck? Not only am I being charged to give you my money, I'm being charged for not giving you enough and I'm being charged every time I take some? I'm glad I don't need a loan from these fuckers! What would they want as collateral? Blood? Internal organs? (pay us back or say goodbye to your kidneys!) My soul?

How did this come to pass? (Note to Canadians reading this: No charges you for a bank account in any Euro country. Our banks know their place....until they collapse....under the weight of their own million-dollar bonus schemes..... but that's not the point.) Phone companies are even worse! Try to imagine your reaction if your phone provider had decided to tell you that they would be charging you for all incoming calls and texts. I'll repeat: incoming calls and texts. Two words: Get fucked. They'd go out of business faster than a creche sponsored by Gary Glitter. In fact, not only is it tolerated, but they compete on basis of how many free incoming minutes you get! Oh and just in case you want the name of the person calling you to come up on your screen think again! That's an extra $7. Per month. On top of the incoming minute charge. Yep even if you have your friend saved into your phone book their name won't show up unless you cough up.

They get away with this sort of rampant greed by the sheer size of the country and the sheer lack of competition.For example there are seven phone providers officially but most are owned by the same parent company so they're really competing against themselves and only one person wins in that race: them. Who loses?: you. All told there are only four providers and one is just onto the market so it's crap (virgin) another is staffed by the spawn of Satan (telus) ,one doesn't think coverage inside your own home much less the rest of the country is a necessity, (bell) and the other has quite possibly the worst marketing campaign in history (fido). (Note: there are others but they own the providers i mentioned so what's the point? Rogers is one but they own fido for instance) So four providers in one country. And did I mention it's a big-ass country?

Fuck this: I'm keeping my money in my socks and am reverting to communicating solely by post and smoke signals. Or i would if the post wasn't so fucking slow........

P.S: I would bitch about the government but that would almost criminally hypocritical as I'm from Ireland and our government is so fucking useless you could replace them with baboons high on crystal meth and no-one would notice. In fact they probably comment that they'd all gotten a lot more attractive. Even when they start flinging their own feces at each other.

16 September, 2009

CC18: The Blogger posting interface is unnecissarily small.

It's a simple problem, but an annoyance none the less. I go to my blog when I have something to say that wont fit into a twitter post.
So why the hell would I want to have to squeeze it into this tiny box!

I'm sure this interface was great back when monitors were beige and only displayed 800x600, but this is 2009 (I think) lets see some scalability!
-Ankhwatcher

25 August, 2009

This better work this time.

I'm sending this blog update from pixelpipe, it should only appear on A Thought For A Day if the routing tag works!

20 August, 2009

New comments system.

Welcome to the band-wagon, please keep all arms, legs and strange growths inside the vehicle.
I've decided to to put the Disqus coment system on the blog. (because all the cool kids were doing it)
So here it is! (probably)
Please feel free to Disqus Discuss... Or something like that.

And fight the power, yo!
-Rory

12 August, 2009

CC17: The wayans brothers have made another movie.........I'm climbing back under my fucking rock until humanity learns.

I was watching the telly about a week ago when something happened. Something so horrific that I thought I'd blacked out and was experiencing one of the worst bouts of sado-masochistic dreaming ever.

I saw the trailer for Dance Flick.

I was so traumatised I immediately drank nine bottles of miller and some Jameson to dull the pain. Then I smashed the television set. It was only two in the fucking afternoon! Then through the whiskey haze and sudden brain damage from the advert I decided: I was going to watch that movie and fucking well try to like it. I like to think I've a good sense of humour but I've been let down by it in the past as I only laugh at things that are funny and witty. I'm kinda weird like that. So With Bit torrent's task completed (I'll be fucked if I'm going to pay for this sort of abuse) and with booze and an ambulance on standby here we go: Dance Flick.

Oh what bollocks is this? It's five minutes in and I already want to scrape out my fucking eyes with a broken bottle. I'm aware that a movie that "was brought to you by the same guys who brought you white chicks" wasn't going to impress but, fuck me, they could've at least tried! It claims to parody the entire dance movie genre but it pretty much just copies "save the last dance" a movie that was made nine fucking years ago! But fret ye not as the jokes are as tired and worn too. In fact they aren't actually jokes. It's just the usual collection of fart gags and pop culture references, the first joke of the movie is someone getting pissed on and it's pretty much downhill from there.

Actually I tell a lie there. The first joke is actually the opening credits which are so long and contain so many Wayans that I thought the film was stuck in a loop and I ended up fast-forwarding past them. But it's no loop, there are no fewer than seven of the bastards working on this family turd. Five of them write with one directing and the other three star (I would say act but that term seems woefully inadequate) PLUS the usual plethora of production credits too. It's weird. But the only thing more incestuous than the writers is their output. All the gags are shit and so badly woven together it feels like being repeatedly punched in the kidneys while getting slapped in the face. With a fish.

And it goes on for 85 fucking minutes! 85?! Just shy of an hour and a half of what is essentially a cruel and unusual form of punishment. It doesn't even stick to the dance movie parody gags! There are shots at Twilight (I must've missed the dancing vampire part), Catwoman (as if a movie that bad needs a parody) and black snake moan (eh.... what the fuck?!?). There was no dancing in these movies! This is just fucking lazy! What's even lazier is the set-ups. They basically copy scenes from other movies and then alter them by having someone get punched in the face.Or crushed by a fat guy. This is not satire. Also male dancer's singing about being gay? Haven't heard that one before! Fuck this.

It's rare for a movie to bring low expectations but to actually require them? This is a new low. I couldn't believe Marlon Wayans. He's now pretty much blown all respect he got for Requiem for a dream straight out his ass on this one. He'll never be forgiven. This movie is a stain on history. Like two world wars, global warming and big brother. Actually it's worse. It's fitting that for a movie straight out of hell the directors name is Damien. If you liked Meet the Spartans or Epic movie (and if you did you won't be reading this as I've no doubt,used many words you won't understand the chief two being "fuck" and "off") than this is the movie for you!

And you can fucking keep it!.........

09 August, 2009

CC16: Game developers.....helping make file-sharing the easy choice

I decided to write this blog, when, after finishing off the latest batch of "big" games released by "hotshot" developers I realised a curious thing. I hadn't enjoyed any of them, not one of them had been an enjoyable experience. In fact the experience was more akin to shitting sandpaper.

First off was the latest "alone in the dark" which sweeps the grand prize for biggest letdown. I could not believe how bad this game was. There should be a law against charging people fifty quid for games like this. The plot was ridiculous and laden with inconsistencies and the acting and dialogue was so wooden I had to dive for cover for fear of getting splinters in my face. Also (and i say this with no exaggeration) driving sections are the worst in gaming history. What kind of fucking shit-heap cars are the developers driving? I thought it was some form of social protest at first (you don't buy our games so we must drive shit cars and now so must you mwhahaha!)....ahem. Of course this is all assuming you actually get as far as them because this game couldn't any more bug-ridden even if it released clouds of fucking wasps every time you opened the case.

Following up Atari's' horribly repetitive monster-fest is THQ's horribly repetitive smash-fest Red faction: Guerrilla. Where you play an angry miner with a magical hammer smashing down every building that dares to stand in your way. Or at least you would be smashing them were you not being shot to death every fifteen minutes. My idea of Guerrilla fighters is a tight-knit bunch of crusader-like soldiers on dangerous stealthy missions. So imagine my surprise when the game sent me alone to take on a vast evil army through missions where the closest you'll come to stealth is driving an APC through a building. Oh and it's always a building. ALWAYS. Every main mission has a building you've to destroy, most of the side missions have a building for you to destroy and all of the bonus missions are simply buildings you've to destroy ( but in a certain amount of time with a certain weapon as that makes all the difference.) Oh and I hope you like them because the missions are all the fucking same.

Being a game with such an emphasis on destruction I was surprised at how hard it was to actually destroy things. The evil army are rather efficient at call-outs and at the first hint of your glowing hammer they swiftly turn up in massive numbers to swiss cheese your ass. And you can fucking forget about shooting back as while your character can handle a sledgehammer like a Katana he appears completely unable to grasp the concept of recoil making shooting straight impossible. Not that it would matter as he also seems unable to grasp the concept of ammo with most guns not making it past their second reload. This could be forgiven had the story been good and then we fall down the main chasm of this game: there isn't one. The story can be summarised as: YOUR BROTHER IS DEAD SO LET'S WRECK THE PLACE! Most people I know who lasted till the end of the game still couldn't tell me what it was about.

Which brings me to quite possibly the worst, most disappointing game I've ever played: Farcry 2. In Farcry 2 you, one of twelve gnarled mercenaries, are hired to kill 'the jackal' an arms dealer with such an absurdly inflated sense of self that were he an actual person he could challenge Simon cowell. And that's pretty much as far as the story goes. It seems Ubisoft decided that the best way to counter the complaints about the tacked-on and, quite frankly, fucking useless story in Farcry 1 was to completely dispense with it. The 'kill the dealer' plot-line in Farcry 2 is so hollow it practically fucking whistles when the wind blows.

Now this isn't to say that the characters are underdeveloped. They aren't developed at all. Every single one is an arsehole and acts so two-dimensional it feels like they got Keanu Reeves to do the Motion capture (get it? Motion capture being used to capture the expressions of a man with a face like a block of wood?). Anyway facial expressions are the least of your worries with this piece of shit game as the only one you'll have on will be one of pain and regret. The regret of having spent the money you earned on shit.

The principle gimmick of Farcry2 is the expansive landscapes which are free for you to enjoy. As long as you follow the roads. And don't go into the center of the desert sections. And somehow manage to survive. Apparently Ubisoft think gunfire is a natural accompaniment to exploration. It's impossible to drive more than fifty feet without being ambushed everywhere you go. It's you versus the entire population. In the course of driving from one identical mission to another (a task you will find yourself performing with alarming regularity in this game) you can be shot at by up to eleven different groups of people! Even the fuckers you're doing the missions for are shooting at you! You're told it's because the missions are "secret" but it's really because the designers weren't fucking arsed to program the AI any further than "spawn in then shoot you".

Putting these games side-by-side and viewing them from a distance (a couple of miles should do) it's easy to see their flaws: Insulting level design, Lack of a compelling story and retarded AI. It's also easy to see that the flaws all spring from the same well: Lack of proper development. Designers now have an annoying tendency to focus more on how a game looks than plays and even if they do any play-testing it's rarely past the hour-mark. Then they slap the obligatory "up to 60 hours of gameplay!" tag and wonder why everyone gets pissy.

It's not for a lack of ideas, all three showcase a array of quite good design ideas that could have made their games sparkle. Unfortunately they were put into practice so badly I'm almost convinced the whole point was to infuriate and annoy the player. Alone in the dark could have been great had they simply stuck to the title and driven some actual cars for the driving sections. Red faction could be improved by making the plot clearer and Farcry2 could be improved by actually including one.

I, for one, have had enough. These lazy fucks are not getting another fucking penny of my money until I see some improvement. Thankfully, in the age of broadband, I've other ways of getting my games that doesn't amount to me being mugged. File-sharing is the ultimate recourse of the spurned consumer. I can still participate by getting the game but I'm not submitting by handing my money to the lethargic, corporate fuckwits.

People will still pay money for good games. But they hate paying for hype. And it's only a matter of time before the developers shit their companies into obscurity.

I say good riddance.................................