I have a Playstation 2. I love it as if it were my child. Hell, if I had a child, my child would be very upset that daddy keeps taking big brother PS2 out for ice cream while she’s stuck at home sweeping the chimney.
That must be what the PS3 feels like right now. Overweight, high maintenance and, for some reason, the least popular console on the market. And what does papa Sony do? Does he cut the PS3’s price point so it can appeal to more people? Kind of like throwing a super sweet (let’s see here…oh, right) 3, hoping the chocolate fountain of a price cut can garner lil’ fatty some love, no matter how artificial?
Nope, papa Sony takes PS2, the prodigal son, out for a steak dinner and leaves poor lil fatty home to play with itself.
Horrendous metaphors aside, this wasn’t exactly the news fence sitters were waiting for but all knew was going to happen. Says Sony CEO Jack Tretton, “fuck the PS3.”
Don’t quote me on that.