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Casual Play on 360 Live Arcade

twoallbeefpatties writes "Columnist Chris Suellentrop writes an article for Slate describing how his desire for casual gaming is fulfilled more by the 360 than the Wii due to the presence of simpler games available over Live Arcade. The availability of oldschool Nintendo games on the Wii network fulfills his nostalgic hardcore gaming side, but when he really wants to just relax, he'd rather be trying to top his Live high score on Root Beer Tapper. Says Suellentrop: 'The Nintendo Wii will transform the way we play games at home. But the Xbox 360, through its Xbox Live service, is building something equally compelling: a celestial arcade, where casual and hard-core gamers alike can connect over the Internet and find like-minded souls. For an old-timer like me, the celestial arcade also lets me feel like I still have some of my old gaming mojo.'"

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  1. Finally! A causual place for my racist rants by elrous0 · · Score: 3, Funny
    As an aging racist, I get a little tired of the hectic pace of FPS's like Halo 2 on Live. Sure, it's still rewarding to yell out "The Holocaust never happened!" in Halo 2, but everyone is running around so fast that no one really even notices. I long for a more laid-back gaming experience, one where I'm not judged soley on my twitch-quick reflexes. I want a game that requires strategy and thinking, to complement my diatribes about how Mexicans are filthy thieves. When I interact with others, I want them to be more than just the guy that goes running past me before I can even get the chance to call him a nigger. I want some time to get to KNOW the other players before I blast them with racial epithets.

    I really think this casual games movement could be a great thing. Whether you're a racist like me, a teenager who's looking to teabag his opponents in a more relaxed atmosphere, or just a griefer looking to annoy people without having to be constantly moving; casual games are the future.

    -Eric

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    SJW: Someone who has run out of real oppression, and has to fake it.