Crashing of Sims (A description of SL in verse)

[WolfBaginski Bearsfoot]

 
          Crashing of Sims

Today we have crashing of sims, Yesterday,
We had RC rollouts. And tomorrow morning,
We shall have what to do when ghosted. But today,
Today we have crashing of sims. Sex-beds
Run perverse animations in all the neighbouring regions.
     And today we have crashing of sims.

This is the display-name server. And this
Is the web-based profile, whose use you will see,
When you have to use Viewer 2. And this is the back-up file,
Which in your case you have not got. The Zindra clubs
Play interminable streaming music for mindless naked dancers,
     Which in our case we have not got.

These are the side-bar icons, which are always accessed
With an easy click of the mouse. And please do not let me
See anyone using his keyboard. You can do it quite easy
If you have any strength in your wrist. Sim-crossings
Suffer strange gyrations, never letting anyone know
     If they should have used their wrist.

And this you can see is a prim. The purpose of this
Is to make up the world that you see. We can make it
Bounce around the sim playing music: we call this
Innocent fun. Bounce around the sim playing music
Like the noobs who make tediously obscene invitations:
     They call it innocent fun.

They call it innocent fun: it is perfectly easy
With an easy click of the mouse: like the sit,
And the gesture, and the side-bar, and the pleasure of friends,
Which in our case we have not got; and the sky-box clutter
High above all of the regions and the noobs testing the sex-bads,
     For today we have crashing of sims.
     
     
[Borrowing from Henry Reed's "Naming of Parts", which is a far better poem]     

[Klytyna]

Yeah... Thanks for auditioning... Don't call us. We certainly won't call you...

Next!

Seriously though, is a pseudo-intellectual poetry rip-off rant about adult content, and 'Viewer 2, and 'noobs' actually worth wasting time on?

Oh and FYI, it's Viewer 5 now. Welcome to 2017!
 

[Cinnamon Mistwood]

Even with all the annoying parts of SL, we continue to login over and over.  We know (and sometimes celebrate) the naughty fantasies, the crashing, the failed sim crossings, the upgrades, and new features. Still we log in.  We persist in this world despite what we consider the crude behavior of others and the calls for "teh secks" from random people.  We celebrate or or denounce the drama that some people live for and try to thrust upon others forming teams of angry residents with like minds.  */me types in her password and enters the fray*.  We play our characters regardless of what SL throws at us.  Judgements form in our mind of the intent of others and whether our LL overlords care about our individual peace of mind and we curse the technology.

We still log in.

 

[Callum Meriman]

Friendship brings us back
Despite the crashes and Lab
Trying to screw us

Edited September 21, 2017 by Callum Meriman
Needs more Haiku