Ping

I can remember, back in the 1970s, a very novel machine suddenly appeared in motorway services. It had a screen, and two knobs by which two short white lines could be induced to travel vertically up and down the left and right edges of the screen. It was the first computer game to be presented to the public, and could well have been called Ping, had they not called it Pong.

Not very long after that the game became available to buy, in the form of a little box that could be connected to a TV set. Oh, the thrill of being able to move -to your own your will- an image on your TV screen. Up till then television sets could only deliver passive amusement, but now we could be in control. What a feeling of power that was. Of course, you needed to have children in whose name you bought the game, but they rarely got anywhere near it.

Things moved on quite quickly during the subsequent years, and computer games became very sophisticated. I couldn’t keep away from Tomb Raider for a few months, although the driving force behind that was not so much a desire to get to the next level, but rather a compulsion to get lara Croft to do something -I finally had to concede- she was not designed to do. I wouldn’t have admitted it to anyone though; computer games were for kids.

How things have changed. I work with a man in his sixties who freely boasts about how many rampaging aliens he killed on the pervious night. There is a thriving market in adult computer games, and grownups are no longer ashamed or self conscious about playing them. Of course, they are not playing games -as a child might be described as doing- they are “gaming”. A designation the industry came up with to turn childish play into a legitimate adult activity. A rose by any other name.
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Yeah, I know a guy who sits for hours killing aliens... kinda like us killing hours reading blogs!

I enjoyed the read. thanks...
I'm in no position to judge.

I like colouring in, particularly with sparkly gel pens.angel2
I agree with you, chat. Playing computer games in no better or worse that what we are doing here on CS. I wasn't criticising, just making an observation. And perhaps having a slight dig at our reluctance to admit our true natures.
I had a load of Lego bricks when I was a kid, Jac, I spent hours and hours playing with them. I don't know what happened to them, I suppose they got thrown away. If I still had them, I suspect I would get them out every now and then.
I've got a suitcase full of 1960's Lego train set.

It's got track, battery operated engines, loads of bricks and things...

Seeing as you already did your homework this morning, you wanna come over for tea at my house? laugh
The sock! Hilarious! rolling on the floor laughing
I still remember getting the first action man doll

Was the first step in boys being allowed to be .....

Well girls

rolling on the floor laughing
I've got my son's Lego here with me, Jac. He didn't want it thrown out, so I am keeping it in storage for him. This despite the fact that he lives in a house, and I in a small flat. dunno

But when my son was a child Lego only seemed to come in specific sets. Star Wars etc. When I was a kid you could buy all the different shapes and sizes of bricks separately. That allowed you to go wherever your imagination took you; your only constraint being the limitations of what Lego bricks were capable of, but that only meant your imagination had to work harder. You will no doubt make fun of this -and I would enjoy it immensely if you did- but I honestly believe that those hours I spent playing with Lego bricks shaped my approach to life. Even to this day I find it hard to accept that you can't make something turn at 45 degrees, even though you know it was only designed to turn at 90. There has to be a way round it, surely. frustrated

What's for tea, btw?
I had an action man, Nice2. I obviously must have wanted it, but once I had it I couldn't think of anything to do with it. I think I even bought an alternative set of of clothes for it. So I put the clothes on the action man, and then what? confused dunno sigh
I remember the snake game on the early mobile phones, Molly, but with my eyesight and a 1 inch square screen it was never going to be a satisfying experience.
From a survey of favourite childhood toys, it was found that the majority of computer programmers not only said Lego, but that they played with it in a specific way: they would never use random bricks, but colour co-ordinate specific areas of their models.

The trouble with the modern sets is not only the loss of imaginative input, but of developing cognitive function. A set with instructions doesn't allow for free sequencing and strategy development.

Another study demonstrated that children learn more effectively when manipulating toys in primary colours. Back in the 90's when pastel coloured Lego appeared in the pink aisles of Toys-R-Us, our girls' learning was being disadvantaged.

Toys are really important and they shape us. As we play with them in our formative years, they also stay with us into adulthood.






























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Ooops, sorry about the random semi-colons. blushing
The vast space between them stood out far more than the semicolons, Jac. What on earth were you trying to do for that to be the outcome? confused
I think we should let her off with a strong warning, Molly.
A fine at least, Har.
In the time I've known her, Molly, I have been struggling to get even a faint compliment from her; I don't give much for our chances of extracting money from her. sigh
Oh, come on guys. I don't have to try at these things.

I'm a natural. banana
Have you done anything to deserve a compliment from her, Har?
He's taking a long time to think about this...
Does anyone how one goes about painting oneself out of a corner?
Say no more
painters are non-essrntial workers, Har
It's good to have a laugh, Har.
Even at your expense cool
I can afford it, Molly, and begrudge not a metaphorical penny of it.
Non-begrudgers are always welcome, Har wink
Logging out now, but I'll be back tomorrow with something special. Watch this space.
Breathe being held
Breath even, I shall sack autocorrect
Oldghost/fargofan autocorrect - breath/breathe wrong way round! scold
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