We spent our entire childhood bored, with the occasional couple of hours of gaming in the shallowest games anyone ever created. (yes because of hardware limits but still)
We look back at all that time spent and lacking any of it, want to go back.
Nostalgia is the ultimate rose-colored glasses
I dont miss being a kid, I miss having time to enjoy life.
Life was friends, school, weekends, and school breaks.
Now it’s no breaks, bills, and where are my friends?
20 YEARS PRIOR
Ummmm, should we tell him?
Yeah. The 90s were only, like, 10 years ago. Right?
Math checks out to me…
I checked, and this was originally posted on Reddit by the artist in 2019.
Which is getting close to 10 years ago… 🥲
Clearly the thing that makes you happy is having a corded controller. I will be taking no questions and/or criticism.
Having my Bluetooth controller disconnect mid game makes me unhappy.
If it has an RF dongle you should use that instead of bluetooth. It’s more reliable, and the polling rate is better too
Gaming was so… cordial
I was at a party, and I saw a guy with a leather jacket, and I thought, ‘That’s cool’. Then I saw a guy with a leather vest and I thought, ‘That’s not cool’. It was then that I realized what coolness is all about… leather sleeves.
I OWN LEATHER SLEEVES.
-Demetri Martin
The difference is, when we were kids, we were told the world had never been a better place and it was only going to get better because this is a world where everyone works to make the next one better.
We heard our parents and teachers preach the importance of reading books, thinking critically, recognizing bias in the media, and acting for the greater good.
Now, we realize that was all bullshit. This is a world where billionaires work to make things better for themselves, at the expense of everyone else. And our parents were convinced to vote for it because they failed to do any of that shit they preached about our whole life.
The world “sucks” now because it feels like everyone knows better but chooses to be a selfish turd anyway. How else do you reconcile the world we observe with the one we were promised?
The 90’s also had a theme of “more information will set us free!” We got the more information part, but we never got the freedom part. And I think that causes a lot of the cynicism you’re talking about.
The world wasn’t that much more idyllic in the 90’s, but now we have great information about all the problems in the world blasted into our phones constantly.
Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death.
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
When is the last time you did something for the first time?
Plans that either come to naught, or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging, morning, quiet desperation is the english way
The time has come, the song is over.
Thought I’d something more to say
Keep those mower blades sharp!
One of the many reasons people like this are not happy imo is that theyre doing the same stuff they did as a kid. You need to go do things you’ve never done before. The brain needs new experiences. Get out of your comfort zone (and your house).
Being an adult, especially right now, just kinda sucks in a lot of ways. Bills, responsibilities, the general downward trend toward fascism that every major world power took post-covid, a fucked housing market, ever-widening wealth inequality, there’s just kind of a lot that sucks right now.
No it’s more like they miss the time in their life where they didn’t have a job or other responsibilities, and were ignorant enough about the world not to worry about the state of the society and how it’s gonna impact their life, plus when you are a kid you have all these years ahead of you and as you get older those years start to shrink so you are constantly thinking about what you’ve done and what you still have to do in the amount of time you’ve got left.
It felt better back then because you could still believe there was an exciting future in front of you instead of realizing you’ve hit every major life milestone, and yes, this is what yours turned out to be.
That’s the beauty of being able to do what you want
You put yourself here and you can do whatever you want about it
I don’t think the emptiness of trying to chase a joy you felt in your youth while not knowing what could possibly give you a feeling that would even maybe just remind you of that happiness, combined with the knowledge that if you stopped treading water you’d just kinda die can really be understood unless you feel it. Hell, if you told my 10 year old self he’d one day have literally hundreds of video and board games, he’d have been mind blown. Understanding the void of scrolling through the game library on your couch before buying another one you won’t play just to fail to relive the feeling of buying clay fighter 2 and reading the booklet on your way home is just… something 10-year-old me could not possibly have comprehended. And I don’t know if the author does.
The paradox of choice is why a few of us are abandoning streaming for physical media (or at least intentional downloading).
When everything is available to us, we lose the ability to appreciate anything on its own terms. We can no longer ask,“what is going on? how does this thing work?” Instead, if it’s the least bit challenging, the least bit unfamiliar, the least bit uncomfortable, we immediately skip, and now the entire media landscape is made by creators who know their audience will give them only a few seconds of grace before saying next!
Nice. I thought I was entering my midlife crisis full steam ahead when I felt like nothing was fun anymore as I sat motionless in front of the miniatures I bought as a teenager and thought I would paint to feel some sort of progress. But alas, it was the damn Netflix subscription all along!
This comic must be ten years old. Perfect for the title.
Wow. I was ready to post a snarky reply about how the N64 is not 30 years old, and then I did the math, and I do not like this realization!
Clean your glasses and stretch those hips
Yeah, these hips ain’t lyin’…they’re telling me very clearly “you’re an old fuck”.
I wish I still loved video games as much I used to.
This year I seen to have lost my desire to play them (decades later than my father wished I had) but I don’t seem to have developed a new desire to replace that one. It reminds me of how being 13 and unable to have fun with my Legos the way I used to felt.
The 90’s weren’t 20 years ago fam
This is what happens when people just repost other’s work.
Sure, we had a simpler life when children, but let’s be honest: the world sucking is separate from our past. Our generation was sold an idea, that was a fiction, and a bunch of people have profited from misery, from war, from racism. It would be hubris to think we could fix it, but the last decade continues to prove that progress is not always a straight line.
Our generation was sold an idea, that was a fiction,
I would also add that the people who sold us the idea didn’t even try to do the things needed to set up the idea they sold.
I’m kinda glad most of my family is dead, because the ones still around have all become horrible people. Nothing like spending a decade and a half being preached the Christian ideal of loving your neighbor and being a good person, only to see the people preaching to turn around and spew bullshit about how we shouldn’t be helping people because communism (and racism, but don’t you dare point that out, they have black friends!).
Yes, but you know a lot more about the world in the first pane and so it’s not carefree.
Also, that time on the couch is now just a brief oasis before having to return to the wasteland of a soul devouring job.
Proportionally smaller pizza
