The Great Videogame Crash of 1983 was a industry-wide catastrophe that toppled titans, shuttered studios, and caused pennies-on-the-dollar inventory dumping on a colossal scale. The collapse seemed to confirm suspicious that videogames were just a passing fad and effectively flatlined the home console market for years. When Nintendo attempted to resuscitate the American market with its Famicom system a few years later, it had to pitch the device as something more than a next-gen successor to the Atari 2600 or Intellivision. Even then, videogames spent another decade under the public perception of being the domain of kids and basement-dwelling malcontents.
Most accounts of the Crash have concluded it was a bad thing. While that is an understandable conclusion, I have unearthed additional evidence that the Crash actually spared this world from even greater horrors.
Bless you, Atari 2600 Pac-Man. Bless you, E.T. the videogame. Though the ignorant masses may curse thy names, the world owes you a debt which can never be truly repaid.