THIS OLD GAME
Dec 09, 2021
5 minutes
BY JONATHAN SCHMALZBACH
THE GAME OF LIFE
As an 8-year-old boy in 1968, I loved the Game of Life. I loved the opportunity to think about what it must be like to make adult decisions. I loved the lust for money and the $100,000 bills. I loved the agency of choosing my own career. I loved the three-dimensionality of the board with its bridges, buildings, and hills. The sound of the spinner was very satisfying. I even loved the gendersignifying pink and blue passenger pegs in the cool cars.
Of course, neither I nor anyone else knew the warming impact that automobiles would have on the climate. Nor did I know there was a world that was not heteronormative. I did not pay much attention to American cities burning in riots after MLK and
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