"So, I started playing Fallout: New Vegas. I clocked like 120-140 hours in two weeks. I beat the game, I beat the expansions. I had a blast.

I think the problem with the video games is that they often offer a certain kind of refuge. "

If you had a blast, why is it I problem? I still remember some gaming sessions fondly. I think escapism is one of the more likeable traits of mankind.