I’m Not Savage Enough for ‘Grand Theft Auto’

A Young Warrior’s Journey Towards “Catching These Hands” As I was growing up I always loved video games. It started when my older brother introduced me to the first ever Mortal Kombat on the original Gameboy. Since my brother took martial arts classes when he was younger, he always had this fascination for fighting games like Tekken, Mortal Kombat, and Dead or Alive. If you can deck someone in the face, he wanted it immediately. And because I was the younger sibling, of course I was subjected to the torture of sibling rivalry and was forced to learn how to play fighting games the hard way or else I wouldn’t have an ego left by the time I was 15. Now as I grew older, I admired games that was a great mixture of both. Adventurous story-line, some violence here and there to release a little bit of pent up aggression, nothing too serious. And then at the age of 13, I was introduced to something called Grand Theft Auto. My older cousins advertised it to me as a game that had cars, an open world format, NPC interactions and of course, violence. In my head, I was like wow that sounds wonderful, I’d love to play. Little did I know exactly what was about to go down. via GIPHY I held the PS2 controller in between my fingers and took control of the vehicle. I zoomed down the street into the sunset, gliding within a safe distance from the curb, drifting, sliding, I was having a grand time. Then, suddenly, OH DAMN! I accidentally ran into someone. Listen, I am not savage enough for Grand T…