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King Pong By Mike Marino We live online. We dwell in an electronic age. Social Networks are as abundant a s pirhana in a South American rainforest river and SEO is the new ABC's. It infe cts our lives as pervasively as a rampant cancer, and nowhere is this more preve lant than in the kingdom of Gaming. Viking's and Battleships engage in digital c ombat slaying the enemy and sinking ships at sea, all on the battlefield of the laptop. Farmville and Pot Farm have replaced pinball machines and baseball on a summer day. The generation today is as electronic savvy as most of us were when it came to S linky's and Hula Hoops. Lincoln Logs were replaced by Pac Man, and electric toy trains were derailed by Atari and Nintendo. The concepts for the e-age didn't be gin with Apple or IBM. It began in a comic strip that debuted in Detroit newspap ers in 1931 with the first appearance of Dick Tracy. He was a trail blazer with a video wrist watch communictor, todays I-Pad. Then there was Star Trek Tech tha t took us where no programmer has been before with large interplanetary Video Co mmunication and phasers to destroy Klingon Vessels with the ease and skill of At ari's River Raid game of the 80's. The same babyboomers who attached playing cards with clothes pins to bicycle whe els to give the sound impression of a muted mutated Harley Davidson were the inn ovators of the E-Age. Steven Jobs WAS born yesterday and his legacy will live on , along with the unsung programmers who like the CIA operative, will never be kn own to the public at large but who's inventive genius envelopes our daily lives. It probably began in the Fifties with clockwork toys, such as mechanical robots that flashed, moved and made alien sounds along with space guns that lit up and made a clack, clack, clack sound. We were Commando Cody and Flash Gordon all rol led into one space age warrior in play in our neighborhood alley's and backyards . The carnival arcade with games of rifle skill blasting metal ducks and deer to win a Cupie Doll for our girlfriend or a stuffed animal to show our "sensitive side" in order to get laid by our teen dream that made us cream our jeans. We had rubber cowboys and indians, Fort Apache that could be set up as a plastic pallisade with blockhouses and could be shot apart with a fat rubberband fired from the end of a 3-foot yard stick. Bang! Your dead. Flashlight tag, the precur sor of lazer tag was a favorite on the eastside of Detroit. While the "bigger ki ds" in gangs used zip guns and chains, we brought our foe down with a couple of flashes of light powered by two D-Cell batteries. No blood, but overacted blood curdling screams told you that you had bested the enemy. We had marbles...thumb and finger shooting our best shots to accumulate more marbles, what for, we had no idea, just seemed to be the thing to do at the time. Today..we've lost our ma rbles. Along with pre-teen erections, came metal erector sets to make skeletal construc tions. Lincoln logs with interlocking pieces that were not just toys but could h ave been used as tools of the trade by phsycoanalyst's in assessing a persons sk ill levels. Chemistry sets that allowed us all to be mad scientists in our bedro om labs creating Frankenstein, and concoctions we were sure at the time would sa ve humanity and cure the common cold or just make stink bombs and other atrociti es. Pinball and pool were my games of choice. I would skip school and head to the po ol parlor that had pinball machines, along with a cigarette machine. Cigarettes and pinball and pool were the three basic food groups of our neighborhood. Pinba ll with its flashing lights and ka-chunk ka-chunk noise as the ball hit every sc oring device it could find, a heat seeking round missle fired with a spring acti on detonator. Then....TILT! Game over...damn, another quarter, gotta beat my old score. I was a mechanical gamer for years in my younger days, I was not exactly
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King PongBy Mike MarinoWe live online. We dwell in an electronic age. Social Networks are as abundant as pirhana in a South American rainforest river and SEO is the new ABC's. It infects our lives as pervasively as a rampant cancer, and nowhere is this more prevelant than in the kingdom of Gaming. Viking's and Battleships engage in digital combat slaying the enemy and sinking ships at sea, all on the battlefield of thelaptop. Farmville and Pot Farm have replaced pinball machines and baseball on asummer day.The generation today is as electronic savvy as most of us were when it came to Slinky's and Hula Hoops. Lincoln Logs were replaced by Pac Man, and electric toytrains were derailed by Atari and Nintendo. The concepts for the e-age didn't begin with Apple or IBM. It began in a comic strip that debuted in Detroit newspapers in 1931 with the first appearance of Dick Tracy. He was a trail blazer witha video wrist watch communictor, todays I-Pad. Then there was Star Trek Tech that took us where no programmer has been before with large interplanetary Video Communication and phasers to destroy Klingon Vessels with the ease and skill of Atari's River Raid game of the 80's.
The same babyboomers who attached playing cards with clothes pins to bicycle wheels to give the sound impression of a muted mutated Harley Davidson were the innovators of the E-Age. Steven Jobs WAS born yesterday and his legacy will live on, along with the unsung programmers who like the CIA operative, will never be known to the public at large but who's inventive genius envelopes our daily lives.
It probably began in the Fifties with clockwork toys, such as mechanical robotsthat flashed, moved and made alien sounds along with space guns that lit up andmade a clack, clack, clack sound. We were Commando Cody and Flash Gordon all rolled into one space age warrior in play in our neighborhood alley's and backyards. The carnival arcade with games of rifle skill blasting metal ducks and deer towin a Cupie Doll for our girlfriend or a stuffed animal to show our "sensitiveside" in order to get laid by our teen dream that made us cream our jeans.
We had rubber cowboys and indians, Fort Apache that could be set up as a plasticpallisade with blockhouses and could be shot apart with a fat rubberband firedfrom the end of a 3-foot yard stick. Bang! Your dead. Flashlight tag, the precur
sor of lazer tag was a favorite on the eastside of Detroit. While the "bigger kids" in gangs used zip guns and chains, we brought our foe down with a couple offlashes of light powered by two D-Cell batteries. No blood, but overacted bloodcurdling screams told you that you had bested the enemy. We had marbles...thumband finger shooting our best shots to accumulate more marbles, what for, we hadno idea, just seemed to be the thing to do at the time. Today..we've lost our marbles.
Along with pre-teen erections, came metal erector sets to make skeletal constructions. Lincoln logs with interlocking pieces that were not just toys but could have been used as tools of the trade by phsycoanalyst's in assessing a persons skill levels. Chemistry sets that allowed us all to be mad scientists in our bedroom labs creating Frankenstein, and concoctions we were sure at the time would sa
ve humanity and cure the common cold or just make stink bombs and other atrocities.
Pinball and pool were my games of choice. I would skip school and head to the pool parlor that had pinball machines, along with a cigarette machine. Cigarettesand pinball and pool were the three basic food groups of our neighborhood. Pinball with its flashing lights and ka-chunk ka-chunk noise as the ball hit every scoring device it could find, a heat seeking round missle fired with a spring action detonator. Then....TILT! Game over...damn, another quarter, gotta beat my oldscore. I was a mechanical gamer for years in my younger days, I was not exactly
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a pinball wizard, I was not deaf, dumb or blind, but I could sure play a mean pinball, and ok, I do admit, I have the electronic version downloaded on computerso I can get my flipper fix, but it's still not the same. Pong changed and formed the gaming habits of todays online resident.
Robbie the Robot soon found his place in the nostalgia and technological landfill, being replaced by computer games. Did it start with Pac Man? No, in fact pioneering gaming programmers set sail and a course for the digital Skull Island, where they discovered a sleeping giant. A giant that would crash though barriers and blaze a trail into the electronic age...ladies and gentlemen, I give you KINGPONG!
Pong is an antique tennis sports game with highly simplistic graphics that reached iconic proportions, developed by Allan Alcorn of Atari.and released in 1972.It was an experimental piece at first that Atari in it's wisdom marketed to themasses and the rest in ancient technoligical history. It was a commercial arcadesuccess and during the Christmas season of 1975 Atari released the home versionexclusively through Sears Roebuck, another dinosaur of the retail age. Today itis in the Video Game Hall of Fame. It was a giant in innovation that changed the course of commercial electronics and gaming. It was the beast searching for the E-Version of Faye Wray and there was no stopping it's climb to the top of thehighest commercial skyscraper.
My parents bought one and it was a confusing configuration of wires and adaptors
and switches. One could switch the game on, the tv off and then move the "paddles" which were little more than short "blockers" that could be used to hit the "tennis ball" and if at the right angle could make the ball go to far court or straight on like a bullet to score. It was mesmerizing. King Pong had flattened the village. After Pong came a cornucopio of games such as Pac Man, Space Invadersand other rudimentary Rubik's Cube type game fare that fared well with a publichungry for electronics. A glut to fill the gluttony were devolped and swalled whole by the public ready for more. Soon a generation of Junkies developed that are getting geezed up and injected everyday. King Pong was the dope dealer handing out free samples to the kids in the school yard in the electronic ghetto. Soonthey were hooked. Need a fix, need a fix, high score, high score.
King PONG was eventually brought down. It was time. The gaming programmers were
in uncharted territory, electronic Lewis and Clarks on a mission of Manifest Destiny to expand the electronic continent. Today's game graphics are impressive. Electronic blood spills at an alarming rate, and even the military trains on computer games and flight simulators for actual combat. Smart bombs are the result as we have seen in Kuwait, Iraq and Afghanistan. In Vietnam we got our collectiveass kicked. Maybe if we had trained on video games for jungle warfare...well..who knows..besides..we had no business even being there...in effect the North Vietnamese got the best of us..along with the French and the Japanese..Let's face it they were the Viet PONG and won the set.
PONG was in retrospect not attractive as a game. It was grey and simple, whereastodays games are brilliantly colored, fantastically realistic and to a gamer beautiful. In effect...it was, in the end, BEAUTY that killed the Beast.
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