My son likes anime, and he pointed out a delightful comedy the other day, about kids who “completely lose themselves in their characters, to the point where they can’t tell fantasy from reality.” The comedy starts when they get a little older and try to live down their embarrassing behavior.
Thing is, these kids don’t even play video games. They dream up these violent, antisocial fantasies using… their imagination. (Personally, I was a Jedi at that age. What were you?)
Somebody once pointed out that if you forbid kids to have toy guns, they’ll pick up a carrot and go bang. Clearly, the problem here isn’t video games; it’s imagination. Fortunately, a cure has been found – standardized testing.
