Flieger, grüß' mir die Sonne, grüß' mir die Sterne und grüß' mir den Mond. Dein Leben, das ist ein Schweben, durch die Ferne, die keiner bewohnt! - Hans Albers, F.P.1 antwortet nicht (Adaptation in the 80s: Extrabreit)

Wednesday, 6 May 2015

A short side remark

When reviews like this one start to appear, I know that we are finally going to get somewhere with the reception of so-called computer"games". Like in the vocabulary "game theory", the meaning of "game" in computer"game" has to emancipate itself from its notorious childish, mentally infant connotation.

Yeah, just a short remark, but this isat the core of what my blog here is about.

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