Your Terms of Service Suck

The ubiquitous Terms of Service screen, that shit shine benchmark of poor design and poor communication skills: unless you’re John Irving, writing in the voice of Owen Meany, all caps are never a good idea.

You’ve seen these walls of text, you’ve glared at your screen when they interrupt your progress. You never read them. Why would you? I’m personally not in the habit of carrying a magnifying glass around in my pocket. Sure, if you’ve got accessibility settings turned on (if your device has accessibility settings) you might be able to zoom right down in close on the Great Terms of Service as it snakes across your screen keeping, uh, the Mongols out.1

So this Bernstein kid, for his master’s thesis at mighty SCAD? He decides to take on a redesign. He may be on to something.


  1. Worst. Analogy. Ever. []

Advanced Game Design

Kanye West:

First beat I did, was in seventh grade, on my computer. I got into doing beats for the video games I used to try to make. My game was very sexual. The main character was, like, a giant penis. It was like Mario Brothers, but the ghosts were, like, vaginas. Mind you, I’m 12 years old, and this is stuff 30-year-olds are programming. You’d have to draw in and program every little step-it literally took me all night to do a step, ‘cause the penis, y’know, had little feet and eyes.