No Man is an iLand

And yet I felt the gaming I tried on mobiles and tablets constricted to poking and flailing with too little feedback, which was fine for slower stuff and puzzle games (and I can enjoy those, but they aren't all I really want). Until, that is, I hooked up a PS3 controller via bluetooth. Now I'm back to actually enjoying some racing games and replaying GTAIII just for the fun heck of some comfortably controlled nostalgia. A thousand game flowers blooming is nice and all, but it would be nice, imho, to start having some convergence toward good/better controller(s) (where good maps, for me, to something where form follows function relative to the shape of human hands and how I have lots of fingers and they still train moderately well to precisely timed coordinated actions using tactile feedback... oh and hooks into lots of games/platforms).

No man is an Iland, intire of itselfe; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine; if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Manor of thy friends or of thine owne were; any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankinde; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.

MEDITATION XVII, Devotions upon Emergent Occasions, John Donne, 1624