My wife has recently become involved in a game hosted on Facebook in which the players each maintain a virtual farm. If you walk into the room and hear her talking on the phone with her Mother or Sister about the game you would think they really had crops to get in before the bad weather rolls in…amusing to be sure. However, this type of simulated life doesn’t always set well with me. For instance, the neighbor’s kids were over today and their 12 year old girl explained to me that she had been married, had twins, and was now divorced in her simulated world. Does anyone else see where I’m going with this?
Call Virtual Jerry Springer.