Did not think I’d be writing this piece this soon. I made a joke on Bluesky about how Giant Bomb, a website about video games but actually about professional wrestling and chain restaurants, had “died” at least four times beforehand. Usually, to coincide with an acquisition or layoffs, but this time I mean it. Giant Bomb has died after years and years of fighting off the cancer that is corporate mismanagement and being oversaw by the dumbest fucking people on the planet. For those who don’t know, Giant Bomb was one of the first truly indie games outlets in the late 2000s. They were essentially pirate punk radio, but for telling you which first-person shooter was worth paying for. It had a rebellious spirit that reminded me of something like N.W.A or Extreme Championship Wrestling; it had that swagger and anti-establishment that differentiated it from existing media, while also being fundamentally better than everyone else on the playing field. They were brash and vulgar but articu...