Pete... Im sure others have said it, but it needs to be said in non-molyneaux like simplicity.
STFU nOOb!
Seriously?!?!
(under normal circumstances I am usually pretty damned forgiving of some of the horseshit Petey spits out, but this is intolerable)
Peter Molyneux says the backlash against the Xbox One was "unfair," as Microsoft was simply trying to execute a bold long-term vision for a future in which everyone is always online.
Nooo... the only thing "unfair" about the whole ordeal was Microsoft being bound and determined to cram something down the throats of consumers they do not want. Sorry, but if Microsoft "wants" that future is evidence enough for anyone to know they do not want any part of that future. I know I do not want that future, As many others do not like having their rights and protections usurped just because the hardware producer wants them. I do not want a future where one organization within the industry can proactively attempt to destroy the entire industry in a blatant grab for all the power and control over the product, when they have no ground to stand on to expect such.
Why does anyone need this explained to them? Those who do not learn history are doomed to repeat it. How can anyone look at history in a capitalist "free market" system that is built upon and can only exist on greed (for so long before it has to devour itself) and ignore what happens every time that businesses gain too much power. How can anyone ignore Microsofts lauded history of striving to become the greatest evil corporation with too much power the world has ever known. How can anyone dismiss the nauseating trends the industry has created this past generation pushing us kicking and screaming because we know we want no part of this "brave new world" they are trying to sell. Anyone who learns from history knows the simple truth. It is the same old broken, diseased and dying world they have always been trying to dupe people into tolerating.
Then for Peter Molyneaux of all people, to have the audacity is downright bewildering. Someone who specifically has been part of making a stylized game world that illustrated and typified some of the primary examples of where all this goes wrong. Remember that game you made that was modeled after early industrial revolution England? You know with all the poor people living in bowerstone slums, and playing as a filthy orphaned street urchin like it was fresh out of Charles Dickens mouth, and the only thing missing was soot covered child laborers working as chimney sweeps and the whole thing would be complete.
Seriously. Sometimes I cannot make up my mind if he suffers from "childlike whimsy" issues like Michael Jackson, Is absolutely fearless and masochistic for people to hate him, or his own special brand of neurosis that will be bigger and more interactive than any other neurosis before. Where you can take a simple delusion of grandeur and through deep, meaningful and complex relationships forged with the various entities inside his head you can watch the seed you plant in birthing a delusional fool and watch it grow and blossom into a complete civilization of full of endearing and complex delusional manifestations, each fully fleshed out and ready to be called upon on a whim. Then should the fancy take hold, branch off the various mental debilitations into groups that form their own independent colonies in the mind, each vying for supremecy and their own survival as the multitude of delusions begin to consume every last ounce of his imagination that the inevitable war to cull the weaker defects in order to make room ends in all out imaginary warfare and the fate of his kingdom hangs in the balance.
Basically, It WOULD be fitting that Molyneaux would present with such a neurological breakdown that would have to be on par with his descriptions of whatever project he is working on. Beyond grandios, detailing all manner of alluring concepts and ideas that even the most uniformed can tell they are well beyond anyones capacity to actually create and when finally presented for all to see all that is shown is a withered, wrinkly old man sitting naked inside of a cube for 6 months, in quiet desperation waiting for someone to finally chip through the walls of his delusional cell to finally be unleased upon all manner of sentience in all his liverspot encrusted glory.
TL;DR Sorry for random verbosity. Seemed fitting. But the point is clear.
Hey Petey, WTF?!?! STFU nOOb! Thats literally all that needs to be said in this case it seems.