I’d like it to be known right off the bat that I own almost every console, and they’re in my closet, unlike me. Yay lesbian jokes!
I have a Dreamcast, a Gamecube, a Genesis, an N64, a PS1 & 2, every gameboy, an original Xbox, an Xbox 360, a Wii and whatever else you can imagine, give or take some stuff like a ColecoVision or an Atari which I did have at one point before my grandma gave it away. Thanks grandma. Anyway, I loved each and everyone of these consoles and some days even set them back up to enjoy. That’s why it was so weird when I saw this photo, taken at a museum in Mountain View, CA, only about 45 minutes away from where I live.
Yep. That’s in a museum. My childhood is in a museum. This is weird. Like, it was a strange thing to watch a childhood hobby become a more socially accepted form of entertainment already with the success of the Xbox and the Playstation 3 and now the next gen consoles pushing gaming into a more mainstream audience, but to see it from behind a glass case at a museum is almost…unsettling. We’re a part of history now. It’d be like going back in time, bringing back an Aztec and making them witness their relatives and society being studied and examined. It’s a very odd level of weird and uncomfortable, and I don’t know how to feel about it. I will say this; it definitely puts my age into perspective. It makes me feel way older than it should.
And what’s even weirder, is I can’t be certain there’ll be other things from my childhood that will end up in a museum of all places. I often talk with friends about how there’s a very good chance there won’t be any bands from the 2000s era on (maybe in my lifetime even) that will be considered for the hall of fame or be as remembered or influential as bands like The Beatles or even The Rolling Stones or Rush are, and that’s kind of sad. While there’s a very good chance I’ll be proven wrong, it’s still sad. Is gaming what I want my generation to be remembered for? Is THIS what I want to show my kids?
“Listen up Miller time and The Boss, this is what people my age are most well known for. Shooting zombies and screaming ‘bitch!’ at eachother. Maybe one day, if you’re lucky, you’re generation will get so lucky to have this too.”
That’s not a really good legacy to leave behind, just sayin’.
Either way, it’s there and I have to face it. While gaming started in the 80s really, it hit is upward peak during the late 90s and early 2000s and this is what people my age are forced to accept. This is our legacy. This is our design. I like gaming just fine but I don’t want it to be what’s used to represent us as a whole throughout history. In the end I don’t really have a say, because this is how it is, but it’s still giving me weird emotions. I want my generation to be remembered for gay rights or something of equal greatness, not for running a blue hedgehog around in circles. On the other hand, I guess this means we had a small hand in changing the face of entertainment and hobbies.
Man, I wish we could’ve been remembered for something cooler. Like skorts.
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