Bare Knuckles: You, too, could be a Miss Bimbo
Anyone taking this ridiculous game seriously can become, like, an airhead expert.
Things are slow right now.
Some really, really big releases are due next month, and publishers, because of the rising expense of game production, don't need any more shade on their new titles than necessary.
Unless, of course, a game is so tacky and ridiculous that the press coverage for such a hideous title trumps all other concerns.
That, my friends, is Miss Bimbo.
Some of you have heard about this title by now. For the rest of you, what follows hurts me as much as it is going to hurt you.
The premise is based on Sims-esque lifestyle games, but the twist here is pretty twisted. Instead of running around a digital town, socially interacting with other gamers in an almost pedestrian manner, Miss Bimbo's aim is to have players work their way up the social ladder of nonsubstance to become . . . you guessed it, the greatest Bimbo.
Your character's trials include carousing in the sort of social nightclub scenes associated with Paris Hilton/Britney Spears/Lindsey Lohan, going shopping for the latest fads. When the competition from other Bimbos gets tough, prescription drugs and all kinds of plastic surgery are available to make your character the most Bimbo-est Bimbo in Bimbo World.
For real, man!
Now to be perfectly fair, I am pretty sure (at least I hope) that this game is completely satirical because it's so over the top, crass, and the term "Bimbo" still has no socially positive acceptance. It hasn't even achieved the glorified status of terms such as pimp, player, or a thug . . . yet.
Make no mistake, just judging by the number of kids who are learning that it is OK to carve up their bodies, starve themselves, and perform other stupid human tricks to become more acceptable to others, a gamer (unfortunately, a young lady, most likely), somewhere, won't catch the satire.
And that won't be Miss Bimbo's fault. It will be ours.