My dislike of video games grew to the power of ten after an appalling game I saw the other day. I’d just been for a nice, bracing walk along the beach at Dawlish Warren with my girlfriend Lisa and her son Mitchell. I stopped to buy a bag of doughnuts (incidentally, the very worst I have ever tasted anywhere in the world) when Lisa spotted a game in a nearby arcade. Big Buck Safari, manufactured by Play Mecanix http://www.playmechanix.com/
You can see a demonstration here
The spotty, disinterested youth who served me the vile-tasting doughnuts (and who reminded me of Jeremy Peterson, the spotty, squeaky-voiced youth from The Simpsons) told me that the brat currently playing the awful game was "great" and "much better than [me] cos he is here every day playing it." The nasty-looking proletarian child seemed to adore blowing the animals away with his gun. What kind of parents would let their kid play a game like that? The answer is estate trash chavs to whom society seems to pander in everything.
So video games now not only rot our kid’s minds they encourage the idea that it’s fine to kill animals for ‘sport’. If you are as appalled as me at this atrocity then e-mail the manufacturers and let them know what you think http://www.playmechanix.com/