I don't do polls. Yes, violence leads to video games. If I didn't have violence in me I wouldn't play violent video games or have any interest in them. Hey wait a minute, I don't play violent video games. Probably the only reason I bought Rogue Spear and left it unopened under my couch for the last month was that it had a great sale price I just couldn't pass up.
In order to understand the source of violence you have to understand yourself. There isn't the slightest chance that anybody is going to do that. The path to self understanding is protected by the most powerful magic. In Greco_Roman mythology there are many stories of the journey through the underworld and one about having to pass through a realm where as you approach you get screamed at by horrible creatures that insult and put you down 'violently'. I think the trick was to stuff your ears to the assault.
Anyway, as with most myth, we are dealing with archetypes, externally symbolized analogies of interior mental processes common to all humanity, a kind of rough working model or map to the soul. So anybody who wishes to really understand violence can read every book and do every study and will ultimately learn next to nothing. Violence can only be understood by experiencing it, by becomming it's victim, by dropping every defense and expossing yourself raw to it's devistation and destruction. But since all our culture offers in the way of 'rites of passage' is a profound ability to turn off and be cold, dead, and defended, such a prerequisite is now an impossibility. But since is impossible anyway this is not such a terrible thing, and there is an escape, an impossible one, but still an excape.
You see there was a time when you really were without defense and thus could feel to the maximum pain level possible, the full impact of violence. That was when you were a child. But since intollerable pain is intollerable, there is the wonderful balm of amnesia. The price, of course for it, nothing is free, is violence, ie to become violent yourself. So you see, to understand violence, you have to remember, re-experience, your own becomming violent, and you can only do that by becomming violent yourself, viciously, savagely, insanely violent.
But you cannot do it in the cheap way, by acting it out in the world against your similarly infected brothers and sisters. That only adds to the violence of the world. It must be done in such a way as to bring to consciousness it's ancient origin, the memory of actual childhood events in a psychotheraputic environment.
Now if there were any real interest in the problem of violence, you could find such a setting easily. Do you know of one? So you see, the search for the answer to violence will go on out there, externally, in games, in TV, in the schools, etc etc etc, and never 'in here' in the memories of your own past experience, and so. day by day, we will march backward, to our own extinction in our own self hatred and only because all we ever really wanted was to be loved.
I saw this acted out in a modern rendition of this myth last night in the film, the Fifth Element. The perfect woman, open and without defense owing to her recent resurrection from a few living cells, is brought up to date on the history of humanity for the last five thousand years. She is devistated by what she discovers, the history of war and the development of nuclear weapons. The same thing happened to the perfect you. It took a few more years giving you a chance to supress it. May the Lover awaken you.
edit: there was a nice touch with the approaching evil growing in size feeding of the violent attempt to destroy it.