It looks like the whole "hacking the PS3" business might not have been such a great idea after all. Despite the appeal of having a more open system -- more games, more features, etc. -- there's always a downside.
Gamespy recently reported that Call Of Duty has suffered a number of players utilizing hacks in multiplayer games due to the recent crack of the PS3 security features.
"Games rely on the security of the encryption on the platforms they're played on, therefore, updates to the game through patches will not resolve this problem, unless the security exploit itself is resolved on the platform. Regretfully, Call of Duty games are receiving the bulk of the hacker's attention, due to its high player counts and popularity. However, the number of legitimate players severely outweighs the bad apples." said Creative Strategist Robert Bowing in a post on the Infinity Ward forums. He also noted that Infinity Ward will be looking to independent security features for future releases, an inevitable necessity as hackers will no doubt continue to elude Sony's best efforts to keep the PS3 as a closed system. In the meantime, Infinity Ward suggests playing invite-only games with friends to avoid the wily hackers, something that doesn't bode well for those who prefer to simply sign on and enjoy a nice night of gaming.
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I've never quite understood the appeal of, shall we say, the "assisted pwning" phenomenon. In the event that you simply that you lack skill in a particular game, no matter how many ill-gotten headshots you may score in a round, it's an empty victory. Also, being an adult, I don't feel like stamping around and engaging in what is effectively a troll-fest with imaginary bullets which -- and I'm going to take a wild shot in the dark and guess that this is the more likely scenario -- is usually the point. So to those who practice this kind of tomfoolery, I politely request that you stop acting like a jerk. No amount of expletives you make evoke from indignant gamers, no matter how much you relish the thought of satisfying what is quite clearly a desperate cry for any kind of attention, you're nothing more than a rather contemptible nuisance. Maybe it's my principles, or maybe it's the dreadful memories of signing on to battlenet for a low-key night of Diablo, only to be immediately ambushed by some swine darting up to me at the speed of sound and felling me with an axe that delivers roughly 8,000 damage. Regardless, it was profoundly annoying, and my resentment toward "UltraMaxXx" (don't think I've forgotten your name) sticks out like an unsightly scar on my subconscious to this very day.