As I stand here, playing Diablo II, butchering harmless natives for gold and colored letters engraved on belts, lusting for their experience-filled blood, my attention is drawn to the nearby television. Restraining my previous thoughts of requesting a sandwich to my girlfriend, I violently threw the laptop out of the way focusing on this so called “newscaster”. As his voice pronounces these far too familiar words, my mind becomes blank. Angered by the turn of events, I feel the aggressiveness in me rise. Somehow, I know they’ll blame these deaths on video games and that just makes me want to punch them in the face.