Pushing Buttons: readers’ memories of the game-changing Game Boy at 35


My mate got one first. He smuggled it into school. He was such a hero. We all wanted to see, have a go.We had to keep it secret of course. If the teachers had seen he had one, they’d have gone mad. The moral panics around their effects on people were all over the media. They were going to distract us, dull our brains, cause crime… end of the world stuff. Looking back, they were so primitive: the interface, the graphics. But they were marvelous too. You could play for hours. Conversations. Advice. Help with homework. Yeh, I remember ChatGPT!