Well this song is all about my son Dylan, when he was about 7 or 8 years
old.
He had decided that he wanted a Gameboy, ie an electronic game machine.
It was not that I wanted to deprive him from having one, but I had just
read an article claiming to have done research on the subject.
The conclusion of this study was that kids who fanatically played with
these types of toys were more likely to grow up with a social problems
that kids who didn't.
Hence I was very determined to keep these kinds of toys and influences
away from him.
Now my son has always been renouwned for his pursuasiveness and his perseverance
even at the tendor age of 7. This resulted in a continual lobby from early
morning until he went to bed at night. I would often hear statements like
'Dad why are you being so cruel' and 'what kind of parent are you?, all
my school friends have got one' , and so eventually after weeks of mounting
pressure I finally did give in and bought the damned thing for him. I was
soon to discover that a lot of his schoolfriend actually didn't have one
for the same reasons I had defended. However now that Dylan had one, they
were soon all around our house to play with Dylan's Gameboy.
This song is about my struggle between retaining principles and keeping
the peace with Dylan,... and his mum.
There is also a philosophical pinch of salt added in comparing the excitement
of real life to one of these electronic 'kill' games.