Someone had to say it and it's going to be my turn: Minecraft, Roblox and Fortnite are milk. Yes, I know that they are games for the kids, that two of them are uglier than stealing a dead man's teeth and that it is socially frowned upon to defend these titles from a certain age. What I also know is that there are three bombs, each in its own way, with so many good ideas behind it and so many contents that only one of them blows any of those beloved classics into a thousand pieces that we insist that the new generations play yes or yes.
Be careful, and the chochogenariasTM too. I am just as sick of reading on social networks and articles those 'trugueimers', dedicated and obsessed with forcing their children to start 'with their origins', as I am putting my daughter in an 80-90 game and watching how bored he is after five minutes . Yes, the intention is good, but it is still a sovereign nonsense. Nonsense at the level of forcing children to see Georges Méliès' cinema before letting him watch Disney's Frozen or forcing them to translate Gilgamesh before reading Kika Superbruja or Futbolismos.
In this video game we have a complex, life is like that, and as human beings we tend to repeat the mistakes -and the successes- of our parents. Yes, we are very cool and modern because we are -all in chorus- 'trugueimers', but the rattle is not taken from us by anyone. The ember that we give to the children with which they stop playing Roblox bloxland, Minecraft or Fortnite and catch some retro game that at the time seemed to us milk is the technological equivalent to when our parents told us to leave the little machine and go to the street to play with the ball or the elastic.
Seriously, they are milk. Milk at all levels: fresh, meringue, turned into a fruit smoothie and even with chocolate syrup and a splash of Liqueur 43. I know it is difficult to admire it, but at the level of content Roblox blows up the entire catalog of games of '80s computers with an impressive amount of games, activities, good ideas and events loaded with Easter eggs and possibilities. You do not like them? Neither do I, but it 's the closest thing to Ready Player One's Oasis . If we had caught it at the time, it would have driven us crazy.
Another one that sticks well to him is Minecraft . The little game of blocks, yes. A little game that in itself has more lore, deep lore, extra lore and Lore, Lore, Macu, Macu than all Hidetaka Miyazaki's work put together, external clones added. Only with the legend that surrounds Herobrine, Disc 11 and the Cursed Seed we already have to write an entire book. And five more with the urban legends, the 'real' anecdotes and a whole series of disturbing videos that give to fill two complete seasons of the Fourth Millennium with Íker Jiménez saying that of 'so far everything normal'.
Finally we have Fortnite, that free game that has children crazy, demonizes them and makes them addicts at the same level, in truth, that Mario Bros, Sonic and Crash Bandicoot already 'rotted our minds', to name a few of the most recognizable and don't get dizzy with Fredy Hardest, PacMan or the Space Invaders little ship. Fortnite commits a double crime against the chochogenar old cock community : the first, include a large amount of content, events, parties and things that we do not just understand because we do not follow the cool youtubers on duty. The second is being damn beautiful, something that the other two do not achieve and that makes him the enemy to kill.
I understand the reasons behind trying to get kids to understand the foundations of the industry and I'm the first to have tried - and sometimes succeeded - but let's not go crazy. Roblox rocks. Minecraft rocks. And Fortnite is cool. If we old veterans who scream at the clouds waving a NES command or an Amstrad keyboard do not know how to see it, it is because there is a thing called generational distance that, no matter how cool daddies we think we are, turns us into damn carcas. And yes, saying cool and carca is carcas, so check it out.
No one is in possession of absolute truth or exquisite taste. If you do not believe it, look at the sales of Days Gone. Each one enjoys what he enjoys, and without entering into a metaphysical debate from a socio-cultural perspective on how taste is acquired in a certain sector of the population, children have every right to decide what they like and what they want. no . Yes, as parents we have the obligation and the responsibility to ensure that these tastes are tailored to their interests and their age, not to allow them to be overexposed on the Internet and to protect them from the clutches of pedophiles, that there are 'haylos', as there were in video clubs, parks and arcade games in the 80s.
But responsibility and danger are one thing, selfishness and the imposition of one's own tastes are another. Respect and care about the tastes of your children and understand what it is that attracts them so much . Maybe you are lucky, like me with Fortnite, and the game fails to arouse the interest of the kids. Or maybe you are not as lucky, as I am with Roblox, and you have to catch up on a universe that seems chaotic, complex and full of Argentine videos on YouTube with give laik and subscribe.
In the end, the important thing is to understand that we are damn old dicks, damn chochogenarias, and that little, very little separates us from our parents when they watched us play with a raised eyebrow without understanding our fondness for that electronic gadget. Roblox, Minecraft and Fortnite are a fucking past. That we do not know how to see it does not take away an iota of liking.
