I still have the scar on my right thumb from the Great Mortal Kombat Debate of 1993. Jimmy Peterson and I were in his basement arguing over whether the Super Nintendo or Genesis version was superior—me championing Nintendo’s cleaner graphics, him insisting Sega’s blood and fatalities made the censored SNES version worthless. Things got heated. Words were exchanged. And somehow during my overly passionate demonstration of how to properly execute a Dragon Punch on his…
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As I contemplate in my game room, I am surrounded by a combination of new and old gaming consoles. However,…