What planet are you on?

So there's this game, it's called "25 to life" as you can imagine from the title it involves shooting everything a whole bunch, hurting cops, and using normal people as shields. Now, as you can also imagine, some militant duly elected official is pissed off at the idea that this is coming out, because it will destroy the moral fibre of America.

here's a link btw. http://www.nydailynews.com/news/local/story/320618p-274211c.html

The thing that chafes my ass everytime I see anything like this, is :

1) The idea that this is marketed to children. First and foremost games of this nature are marketed at a group of people with far more cash flow then the average 7th grader, and more emotional maturity: I.E. Me and the rest of my band of merry men.

and;
2) It assumes that this game, and only this game, will be the source of moral determination for the stinking brood that is festered in America.

Let's take a look at a very important fact: The Video Game world is reactive. This means, for those who care, that the world of games responds to the will of the people who purchase games. So there is very little likelihood that someone at Rockstar, or Eidos was sitting around and thought "Hey, No one has ever asked for this, but you know what would rule? A game where you kill every fucking thing you see". Something makes me think that they'd toss some market research into the pot before blasting that title out to the general consumer market. Shit like this is made for people like me, people who want a game where they can drive their flaming car into a Mickey D's and blow everyone up, laugh about it, then TURN OFF MY TV, 'CUZ IT AIN'T FUCKING REAL.

If your kid is inclined to shoot someone in the face after playing GTA, it's because somewhere along the lines, YOU FUCKED UP, and didn't impress upon them that shooting someone in the face was WRONG. It ain't rock music, or Iron Maiden T-shirts, or violent movies, or video games that make your kids do drugs, fuck irresponsibly, and hurt people. You didn't bake 'em right sister, and you've got no one on God's green earth to fucking blame but YOU. If that responsibility is too hard to handle, then you shouldn't have the kid in the first place. By suppresing this you are not fixing the problem, you are burying it till some other excuse comes out of the wood work, that you can stamp a vilifying label on and forget you're a fucking terrible parent.

You people make me so fucking mad I can barely think. Wake Up.