The youth of today and their computer games...
One of the children that my mum childminds has gotten into Mario Kart Wii something serious, and it's sickening to watch.
He's very good. Some would say too good. He'd got gold in absolutely everything, save the mirror cup. But he plays it with shocking ignorance of Mario's long history, the lore of the mushroom kingdom through which he's driving, or the vast catalogue of characters.
In fact, it's not even clear why he plays it, as he doesn't show any noticeable emotion whether he wins or loses. When I lose playing against a normal human being, I can take solace in the belief that the average level of happiness in the world has been kept more or less the same by my opponent's happy vicroey. Not so against this soulless robot. You can feel the mean world happiness level sink just a little bit every time he wins.
And certainly he's too young to enjoy the delights of Peach's upskirt bloomer-shots (admittedly rare in the fast-paced world of kart racing).
He just plays it because he was built and sent back to the year 2009 to play it.
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