Video games want us to be enemies. But developers underestimate our humanity Anna Spargo-Ryan

At Christmas I was avoiding adult responsibility and leftovers by playing an online video game. Wandering in a post-apocalyptic wilderness, I happened upon a group of guys playing together. They didn't even steal my meagre possessions. Actually, I soon learned, they were a bunch of dads. They visited my base and instead of destroying it they started making it over: new walls, new lights, new stairs.