Another Reason I'm Probably Sort Of Crazy

...is that before Street Fighter, there was Vendetta. Vendetta was a lot like Streets Of Rage and miles better than Double Dragon, but what it had in common with the latter, like a lot of games of the time...


...was that you were fighting to rescue your girlfriend. And restore peace to the city, but whatever. The thing is, I played these games for years, and whatever studies say about computer games not affecting you, I'm pretty sure there was a chunk of my brain, when I was a kid, that thought that if you were just good enough at fighting, then everything would be okay. That you could protect all the people you liked, and beat up all the bad guys, and the worst that could happen to anyone was that they'd be temporarily kidnapped but still there cheering when you fought the final boss at the end.

And, of course, that just isn't true. No matter how good you are at fighting, the bad guys carry knives, and are often bigger than you, and are often psychotic, and sometimes come in groups, and even if none of the above applies you still can't beat them up because you'd get sued and anyway it wouldn't really solve anything.

But that isn't even the worst bit. The worst bit is, that it doesn't really matter how good you are at fighting, because when the worst happens you inevitably aren't even there.

Sometimes, I feel like the grown-up world's let me down.


Fucking hell.