I have a problem with this no and sudden urge to get gamers off their asses. I enjoy laying down and spending endless hours melting into my couch. I don't another reason to feel bad for myself for being a gentlemen of larger carriage. It is already embarrasing enough to walk up flights of stairs and feel a little winded. Now how am i gonna explain sweat stains from playing video games. Enough is enough. Give me my controller and my Mountain Dew and leave me alone until there is true virtual reality.