Sommige mensen kunnen niet helemaal omgaan met de macht die ze krijgen in een God game zoals Simcity. Misschien herkennen jullie jezelf wel in het volgende stukje .

Man, was I disappointed. Heh, no, actually it was a good game, I just sucked. I never appreciated some little computer person called a SIM bitch to me about what I can and cannot do and what they want, when they want it, and everything else. It completely pissed me off. I couldn't go for more than five minutes without a SIM bitching. I fulfilled his request only to find 3 more had the same reasons to bitch at me. I eventually gave up and decided to punish my miserable little slaves, err…SIMS. Yes folks, that's right. I had discovered the disaster button. Mwahahahaha. To watch the little SIMS jump up and down and cry and scream as their new home burnt to the ground. I looked down from my godly position as mayor, and I smiled…and wondered if all mayors in the big cities had a little button on their desk to unleash a devastating natural disaster. The thought still perplexes me to this day. So, if you're a mayor, I want an email from you. I want you to tell me all about your little disaster button.Wat ben ik blij dat ik geen inwoner van zijn stad ben

Voor alle geinteresseerde psychopaten en psychiaters, dit is de patient.