Before you say “Duh,” consider the whole business of people telling us these days that video games are the equivalent of the Athenian town square. Then consider how funny this piece is. Here’s a sample of “An Open Letter to My 22-Year-Old Self”:
Anyway, even if your friends were as whipped by their ladies as you suspect, at least it’s a result of regular human interaction. Regardless of whether or not you want to admit it, you are whipped by a child’s toy with 32-bit graphics.