I feel about gaming roughly how I felt about pop culture in my early to mid-childhood: bewildered and left behind, with a heavy layer of overlying apathy. There are huge chunks of being an 80s kid that I missed because my dad was a self-righteous, wannabe isolationist (as an adult I've learned I have this in common with people who grew up in actual isolationist cultures like certain fundamentalist religions). It's weird, but less weird than when it was happening and I was missing cultural touchstones in real time. That real-time weirdness happens anew every time I think about how games and gaming (do they still call them video games any more or would it make me look like an idiot to say that?) are huge factors in so many people's lives that don't enter into mine at all.
Come to think of it, my total disinterest in gaming is probably related to that time, as one of the things my dad decided was too worldly and corrupting was Nintendo. So we had no Nintendo. My brother complained and begged and borrowed his friends' Gameboys, but I...didn't really care. I was so into reading at that point that I didn't consider it a loss. Thought it was stupid and he was being petty, sure, but ultimately...whatever, man. There are a handful of extremely simple games that can hold my attention, but anything requiring actual "gameplay" is beyond my capacity.
It's not like there aren't enough other things in the world to care about, but it has left me rather detached about stuff like gamergate. There's a huge cultural background there I'm completely missing, and like a taste for soda, I suspect it's not a thing that can really form if you miss the developmental window.