“Something about their vile, shiny transparency simply disgusts you. Looking through them makes your skin crawl. You can’t think of anything you’d rather do than smash them into tiny marvelous bits. Your name is Maximillian Q. Worthington and you hate windows with a burning passion. When a strange package arrives at your doorstep containing a flamethrower and jetpack, you know exactly what you must do.”
Check out the full column here at IGN’s Green Pixels.