I’ve never been good at monogamy when it comes to gaming platforms. Since the 16-bit wars, I’ve been that guy who somehow justifies owning multiple competing consoles, much to my bank account’s dismay. “They each have their strengths,” I’d explain to my ex-wife as another console-shaped package arrived at our doorstep. She wasn’t buying it then (though I certainly was), and my current partner gives me the same skeptical eyebrow raise now. The modern extension…