"When trying to observe the supergamers, without intruding on their world, several of us writers were affected by this one kid in a leather jacket, who always looked so lonely and sad. HeÆd be gaming all day, while unknown to him the psychologists would be debating the relationship he was having with someone named Jan. Heavy debates, too. Should Jan be moved to another dome? Should Jan be killed with blame placed on a Ghorkovian terrorist? Or should the relationship continue, as if no one had noticed. The latter path was taken when cooler heads prevailed. Back then it was so very difficult to determine just what constituted a normal life."