A recent Super Street Fighter IV-related article at Kotaku reads "Capcom is still debating whether to sell the game for the traditional price of console titles or a lower price, Killian said."

As I've said before, Capcom's so far FUCKED UP to all hell on Street Fighter IV. The game received nary an update, features minimal content compared to competitors, is littered with various grotesquely lopsided matches, and includes some of the worst 2D animation seen in a title this generation, Triple-A title or non. The game rides the fucking nostalgia wave, and we all bite into it, myself included.

We'll all buy SUPER DUPER NEATO Street Fighter IV when it releases next year, no matter the price. Capcom knows this, yet they remain hesitant to drop the inevitable price bomb. Why? They know they'll be in trouble. Has a pre-teen ever approached you, head down, hands behind his or her back, and proceeded to admit something he or she's guilty of? It's like that, but on a corporate level. 

Another theory: Capcom's waiting to see if we pull out of this recession by next year. If we do, they'll charge more. If not, they might charge a little less. 

One last theory: Capcom's checking the title over - making sure it doesn't include any potentially racist content (sup Resident Evil 5?). Somehow, Dee Jay and El Fuerte will remain. Actually, I heard in their double secret ending they both visit Mexico City. El Fuerte makes the best fried chicken in the world for Dee Jay. The government then rules the chicken so good it's illegal, and tries to arrest the duo. After running for hundreds of miles, they jump over the fence and enter the U.S. There, a reformed Abel tries to sell them life insurance. After they refuse, Rufus, now a devout Christian, eats El Fuerte's foot because he's hungry, and threatens to eat the rest unless he buys the most expensive plan from Abel. Dee Jay and El Fuerte give in, eventually gain citizenship and full-time jobs, but are unable to live comfortable lives due to mounting bills from Fuerte's constantly infected stub where his foot used to be. As they're discussing the future over a few glasses of orange soda, a newsflash brightens their screen: "Zangief has reformed the Soviet Union and has fired the Omega Machine. In 30 seconds, he will effectively piledrive the Earth into the sun." THE END

When presented with a personal check from EA for $200 as part of a Dante's Inferno promotion, Kotaku's Brian Crecente took the piece of paper, claimed he was about to execute "the best thing to do when not cashing a check," and proceeded to light it on fire. A few seconds later, ashes only remained. 

According to the promotion, had the editor-in-chief cashed it he would've been giving in to greed. Had he not cashed it the sin would've been prodigality, or wastefulness. Instead, Crecente chose pride. Oh, SNAP!

EA's not attempting to pay off journalists. The company's making fun of the notion. But Crecente, poor poor Crecente, is too self-righteous to see the big picture.

As many, many, many commenters noted, the "Schmuck-in-Chief" could've donated the money to charity instead of basically sending it back to EA.

Me? I would've cashed it. My integrity's just fine, and free money's fucking rad.