At a young age, said the judge, they should be put in a pit with wild dogs. They should be set to puzzle out from their proper clues the one of three doors that does not harbor wild lions. They should be made to run naked in the desert until …
Hold now, said Tobin. The question was put in all earnestness.
And the answer, said the judge. If God meant to interfere in the degeneracy of mankind would he not have done so by now? Wolves cull themselves, man. What other creature could? And is the race of man not more predacious yet? The way of the world is to bloom and to flower and die but in the affairs of men there is no waning and the noon of his expression signals the onset of night. His spirit is exhausted at the peak of its achievement. His meridian is at once his darkening and the evening of his day. He loves games? Let him play for stakes.
--Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian
Two: Rob, co-founder of a big indie game company
Three: The Author of this Blog
My semi-educated guess is how you see stakes in games is probably related to whether "Talk to a stranger!" and "Be vulnerable!" actually do feel like high-stakes activities in real life to you.