Second Life isn’t a country. It’s a service. It will never be a democracy in the sense you want it to be.”

Ya nearly had me there. Yup tis a service – a communication device. And anyone who thinks it is a world apart from the real world need there heads examined. The only thing people can do in sl to buck the system is communicate – use it to educate, inform. SLLA was perfect as a game – because some people actually believed it… the perfect game of revolutionaries, set up by a rich bloke. Did he play from his palm pc onboard his plane to Europe? Nice to see it gone, this shitty wee group who thought they had the only way to …erm… something. Pity they managed to fool so many good people.

Information will free people. “Only when they become conscious will they be free.” Use the shit the capitalists create in order to grow the kernel of social justice.

“Viva la revolucione!” mate.

http://slleftunity.blogspot.com/

Second Life isn’t a country. It’s a service. It will never be a democracy in the sense you want it to be.

Don’t like the way SL is being run? Feel you have no voice even after you sign the Open Letter Project? Here’s a solution:

Walk…the fuck…away.

Vote with your feet. Or stop spending L$ here. Make your own stuff and sell it, thereby sucking more money out of the sytem than you put into it. Be a true capitalist swine instead of a pansy ass Che Gueverra wannabe shouting “Viva la revolucione!”

And in other news today, insurgents from MySpace attacked the Republic of Amazon.com, forestalling talks which would allow democratic reforms to take place in that beleaguered virtual nation…blah blah blah…

Nobody. Not one person is correct. It’s impossible. I’m convinced. Of course, everybody still believes they are. I have no idea why, but everybody seems convinced that they understand “the way it should be” better than everybody else. Thank goodness there are enough people disagreeing with each other that we can just work around the noise and do what we need to do to get by.

And the DEBATES, oh my GOD… endless, pointless, alternately droning and then pontificating… where nothing is resolved, nothing is built, and nothing is discovered, and everything seems like it’s for show… as if we’re not allowed to disagree, as if disagreeing is dangerous…

Man. Now I’m depressed. I’m going to go play some Super Mario.

Children need a place to play.

Lewis

I am grateful to Pixeleen for the term “publicity-seeking platformistas,” however, that was worth the price of the ticket.

Ok, wrapping my fish bones up now in yesterday’s copy of the Herald.

Front, caw.
-Wankers.
-Can I join your group?
-No. Piss off.
-I didn’t want to sell this stuff. It’s only a job. I hate the Lindens as much as anybody.
-Sssh. Ssssh, sssh, sssh, ssssh
-Are you sure?
-Oh. Dead sure… I hate the Lindens already.
-Listen. If you really wanted to join the PFSL, you’d have to really hate the Lindens.
-I do.
-Oh yeah? How much?
-A lot!
-Right. You’re in. Listen. The only people we hate more than the Lindens are the fucking Second

Life Democratic Front.
-Yeah
-Splitters.
-And the Second Life Popular Peoples Front.
-Oh yeah. Splitters.
-And the peoples Front of Second Life.
-Splitters.
-What?
-The Peoples front of Second Life. Splitters.
-We’re the Peoples front of Second Life.
-Oh. I thought we were the Popular Front.
-PEOPLES FRONT!
-Whatever happened to the Popular Front, Reg?
-He’s over there.
——–[A single old man sits on a lower seat.]
——–{Some POPULAR front, eh?}
-[To the old man.] SPLITTER!

Well someone had to…