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I saw a program yesterday.
It was, I believe, a science and technology program.
Its name? Tommorow's World.
There was a difference however,
Which may or may not had something to do with the time.
There was a women doing sign language on the right hand side.
She, and some words, explained to me what was happening.
And I often need detailled explanations, and indeed they were.
She told me of a marvoullous advancement in technology.
I attempted to watch, my eyelids winning a battle with my brain.
And on came the amazing advancement, eventually.
And I was rather suprised.
Helicopter pilots were given an advanced training program.
It involved large white machines, which you got into,
And then sat down, and pretended it was a helicopter.
They flew over the world, in "advanced" graphics,
And exclaimed to the world how technically advanced they were.
They even had six in a network, so they could fly together.
I beg to differ with the speechless woman,
That explained the advancements that the pilots had,
Over us simple folk, with only one monitor to peer out of.
You see, we have been doing what the pilots are now,
For many, many years. All they are doing,
Are playing games, with some rather medicore graphics.
"Ah!" She would argue, "But we have realistic dashboards,
And the whole thing moves when we turn!" I would say:
"But we have learned to adapt to what keys are needed."
"We have six machines joined together, so we can all practise."
My reply: "We can have about 16 players together,
And we would actually have fun."
So even though we have been enjoying and experiencing games,
For many, many years.
It seems that some people,
Fail to recognise the advantages of them.
Although we are having tremendous fun,
Without getting hurt at all, I may add,
It seems that people stay away from the "games".
As that is exactly what they are.
But they are not, and "games" are much more than that,
As they teach us things that we would have never imagined.
I'm not talking about the best place to shoot people is in the head.
But more of expanding our minds, increasing our abilities.
And they think THEIR technology is better than ours?
Hardly, as we have experienced more in a few minutes,
Than they ever could on a simulation,
With no design, and no real threat.
Adaptation, the willingness to change our ways to survive.
Not something the simulation teaches them.
They know that if the red light flashes, they are in deep trouble.
We know, that we press "m" to check our mission status.
Am I suggesting we are better than the top pilots?
In many ways, yes.
But only the arogant military, who didn't believe in games,
Is to blame.
(That was more than slightly odd...)
It was, I believe, a science and technology program.
Its name? Tommorow's World.
There was a difference however,
Which may or may not had something to do with the time.
There was a women doing sign language on the right hand side.
She, and some words, explained to me what was happening.
And I often need detailled explanations, and indeed they were.
She told me of a marvoullous advancement in technology.
I attempted to watch, my eyelids winning a battle with my brain.
And on came the amazing advancement, eventually.
And I was rather suprised.
Helicopter pilots were given an advanced training program.
It involved large white machines, which you got into,
And then sat down, and pretended it was a helicopter.
They flew over the world, in "advanced" graphics,
And exclaimed to the world how technically advanced they were.
They even had six in a network, so they could fly together.
I beg to differ with the speechless woman,
That explained the advancements that the pilots had,
Over us simple folk, with only one monitor to peer out of.
You see, we have been doing what the pilots are now,
For many, many years. All they are doing,
Are playing games, with some rather medicore graphics.
"Ah!" She would argue, "But we have realistic dashboards,
And the whole thing moves when we turn!" I would say:
"But we have learned to adapt to what keys are needed."
"We have six machines joined together, so we can all practise."
My reply: "We can have about 16 players together,
And we would actually have fun."
So even though we have been enjoying and experiencing games,
For many, many years.
It seems that some people,
Fail to recognise the advantages of them.
Although we are having tremendous fun,
Without getting hurt at all, I may add,
It seems that people stay away from the "games".
As that is exactly what they are.
But they are not, and "games" are much more than that,
As they teach us things that we would have never imagined.
I'm not talking about the best place to shoot people is in the head.
But more of expanding our minds, increasing our abilities.
And they think THEIR technology is better than ours?
Hardly, as we have experienced more in a few minutes,
Than they ever could on a simulation,
With no design, and no real threat.
Adaptation, the willingness to change our ways to survive.
Not something the simulation teaches them.
They know that if the red light flashes, they are in deep trouble.
We know, that we press "m" to check our mission status.
Am I suggesting we are better than the top pilots?
In many ways, yes.
But only the arogant military, who didn't believe in games,
Is to blame.
(That was more than slightly odd...)
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Don't forget blam!! is on tommorow! See ya!
I saw a program yesterday.
It was, I believe, a science and technology program.
Its name? Tommorow's World.
There was a difference however,
Which may or may not had something to do with the time.
There was a women doing sign language on the right hand side.
She, and some words, explained to me what was happening.
And I often need detailled explanations, and indeed they were.
She told me of a marvoullous advancement in technology.
I attempted to watch, my eyelids winning a battle with my brain.
And on came the amazing advancement, eventually.
And I was rather suprised.
Helicopter pilots were given an advanced training program.
It involved large white machines, which you got into,
And then sat down, and pretended it was a helicopter.
They flew over the world, in "advanced" graphics,
And exclaimed to the world how technically advanced they were.
They even had six in a network, so they could fly together.
I beg to differ with the speechless woman,
That explained the advancements that the pilots had,
Over us simple folk, with only one monitor to peer out of.
You see, we have been doing what the pilots are now,
For many, many years. All they are doing,
Are playing games, with some rather medicore graphics.
"Ah!" She would argue, "But we have realistic dashboards,
And the whole thing moves when we turn!" I would say:
"But we have learned to adapt to what keys are needed."
"We have six machines joined together, so we can all practise."
My reply: "We can have about 16 players together,
And we would actually have fun."
So even though we have been enjoying and experiencing games,
For many, many years.
It seems that some people,
Fail to recognise the advantages of them.
Although we are having tremendous fun,
Without getting hurt at all, I may add,
It seems that people stay away from the "games".
As that is exactly what they are.
But they are not, and "games" are much more than that,
As they teach us things that we would have never imagined.
I'm not talking about the best place to shoot people is in the head.
But more of expanding our minds, increasing our abilities.
And they think THEIR technology is better than ours?
Hardly, as we have experienced more in a few minutes,
Than they ever could on a simulation,
With no design, and no real threat.
Adaptation, the willingness to change our ways to survive.
Not something the simulation teaches them.
They know that if the red light flashes, they are in deep trouble.
We know, that we press "m" to check our mission status.
Am I suggesting we are better than the top pilots?
In many ways, yes.
But only the arogant military, who didn't believe in games,
Is to blame.
(That was more than slightly odd...)
It was, I believe, a science and technology program.
Its name? Tommorow's World.
There was a difference however,
Which may or may not had something to do with the time.
There was a women doing sign language on the right hand side.
She, and some words, explained to me what was happening.
And I often need detailled explanations, and indeed they were.
She told me of a marvoullous advancement in technology.
I attempted to watch, my eyelids winning a battle with my brain.
And on came the amazing advancement, eventually.
And I was rather suprised.
Helicopter pilots were given an advanced training program.
It involved large white machines, which you got into,
And then sat down, and pretended it was a helicopter.
They flew over the world, in "advanced" graphics,
And exclaimed to the world how technically advanced they were.
They even had six in a network, so they could fly together.
I beg to differ with the speechless woman,
That explained the advancements that the pilots had,
Over us simple folk, with only one monitor to peer out of.
You see, we have been doing what the pilots are now,
For many, many years. All they are doing,
Are playing games, with some rather medicore graphics.
"Ah!" She would argue, "But we have realistic dashboards,
And the whole thing moves when we turn!" I would say:
"But we have learned to adapt to what keys are needed."
"We have six machines joined together, so we can all practise."
My reply: "We can have about 16 players together,
And we would actually have fun."
So even though we have been enjoying and experiencing games,
For many, many years.
It seems that some people,
Fail to recognise the advantages of them.
Although we are having tremendous fun,
Without getting hurt at all, I may add,
It seems that people stay away from the "games".
As that is exactly what they are.
But they are not, and "games" are much more than that,
As they teach us things that we would have never imagined.
I'm not talking about the best place to shoot people is in the head.
But more of expanding our minds, increasing our abilities.
And they think THEIR technology is better than ours?
Hardly, as we have experienced more in a few minutes,
Than they ever could on a simulation,
With no design, and no real threat.
Adaptation, the willingness to change our ways to survive.
Not something the simulation teaches them.
They know that if the red light flashes, they are in deep trouble.
We know, that we press "m" to check our mission status.
Am I suggesting we are better than the top pilots?
In many ways, yes.
But only the arogant military, who didn't believe in games,
Is to blame.
(That was more than slightly odd...)
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