Now the boring biographical bits. I don't play video games. Never do. Oh, I played Pong and Tank and Space War (all against other humans) and spent a while bonking into monsters in rogue(6) back before anyone had heard of Unix. I even racked up over 11,000 points playing Asteroids once.
And every time I did, I was really glad to get back to the 3-D universe I was born in. There was never an adequate substitute for reality for me. I have looked. This manifesto does a fine job of articulating what I've never been able to say for myself, to-wit: "Maybe you guys just can't replace my reality with a good fantasy." Probably I'm a tough sell. Too sensitive. I can tell the difference in width between two hairs at 50 paces; it's impossible to code effectively below the level of "coif".
Many of the complaints in the manifesto have to do with immersion failures. And to me immersion is critical. If you can't control my sensorium fully, completely and in detail, you're not going to pull me off the streets and into the TV set. (And truly, if you can control me that well, I'd rather you be a human than a program. Safer and more fun!)
And that's the story, in a nutshell, of a guy who's been in computers for over 25 years and doesn't like video games. I can't even really see the connection. Shoutz to the good sergeant for helping clear that mystery up for me.