Pearls of Wisdom - It ain't my business. Or is it?

I usually try my best to abstain from getting into other peoples messes.  Much like the childhood game of telephone communications in SL become distorted and embellished upon. So any action by me would be based on false information and probably result in a bigger mess. And generally in time these messes clean themselves up and I can continue with my happy SLife.

Once in awhile the trouble festers and grows.  Over a period of time I hear the story retold. Eventually, when pieced together the picture becomes more clear. Recently I heard news of trouble brewing in SL amongst a group of people I socialize with.  As the story goes one person was using heavy handed techniques to push another person out of a social circle. It was essentially, "it's her or me, take your pick" combined with an under the breath "if you don't pick me you'll be sorry."  The fist time I heard this I rolled my eyes and thought, "oh brother, who does she think she is?"  Then I heard it again.  I thought, "maybe I should just keep clear of this for awhile."  And then I heard that her technique was working. That's when my brow furrowed and I began to ask, "why are people letting this happen?"  The simple answer I got was, "Because it isn't me, so why should I bother?"

Answers like this make my stomach turn. We are all part of a community and its absurd to think there is no consequence when we sit idly by while our neighbors are attacked.  When situations arise, like the one I've described above I'm reminded of this quote:

First they came first for the Communists, And I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a Communist;
And then they came for the trade unionists, And I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a trade unionist;
And then they came for the Jews, And I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a Jew;
And then . . . they came for me . . . And by that time there was no one left to speak up.
- Pastor Martin Niemöller

Sometimes I can't find words of my own to express myself.  Or someone does it so much better. Here, Mr. Niemöller says in a few brief words what would take me an eternity to convey.  I'm sharing this with you (my 3 readers and a drop in) today because it has been helpful to me more times than I'd have liked. It is inevitable that you may find yourself in a similar situation as me and I'd encourage you to keep this quote in mind when deciding how you'd respond.

Note: The actual quote varies depending on what resource one refers to.  At this time I am more concerned about sharing the essence of the quote rather than a historical dissertation on it's origin.  Plenty of google hits if you're wanting more.

Gratuitous Piccy: upside down, boy you turn me.....

upside down, boy you turn me.....
Originally uploaded by Queen Coronet

Briddy, Moa, Queen and Init out for a drive. Yes, the ride was even more tumultuous insanity than the picture makes it appear!

Secret Agents and Betrayal, The Main/Alt Dilemma

Alts (alternative character/avatar) are inevitable.  I don't know an avie in SL that hasn't come from a main (main/original avatar) or gone off to live as an alt.  I find that typically a person takes an alt to escape the drama of their main, to explore SL in peace (away from the hustle and bustle of their main's active lifestyle), or perhaps to engage in behaviors that might not otherwise be acceptable among their current social circle.

Not many people know that Queen started as an alt.  The avatars that my original main spent time with were indulging in a life of drama.  The main could not log on without a "we need to talk."  Meanwhile, my mind was curious about other aspects of SL, places that I wanted to explore first on my own.  Ummmm, in private. *winks*  And so I decided it was time for a new avatar, an alt.  Being a Lucky Chair fanatic I thought a Q name would be lucrative, thus Queen was born.  Eventually, Queen's life became much more fun than the main's.  The new avatars and new experiences kept her coming back and slowly the original avatar faded away and Queen morphed into my main.

During that time I recall having pangs of guilt about not logging in as the main.  About not even stopping in to say hello. I suspected the friends the main had wondered why I was logging in less often, but I didn't really think they'd be bothered by my absence.  As it turns out, the friends of my main were hurt that I went away without telling them.  At the time I felt bad about it, but I couldn't really relate to what they felt.

 

Recently I've have a few experiences with my old friends disappearing because their main becomes so entangled in drama that it's easier to start a new life in a new sim.  Often I don't know what happened until I find later they entered witness protection program . . . as an alt.

I've also made new friends, who are alts coming in for one reason or another.  But, not yet ready to commit to their alt, they take their enjoyment of Queen and disappear.

Then of course are the avatars running around as secret agent alts coming in to spy on someone.  Come on, I know you've done it. 

At what point does the person's actions cross from a need for privacy into an act of betrayal?

A few weeks ago a good friend who was gone for a few months came back into the SLworld.  I should have been elated, but I was disturbed and upset.  I did not know it was her.  She was outed by a mutual friend.  Can you imagine the thoughts running through my mind?  How could she abandon me like she did and not even come back and say as much as a hello?  It was this moment that I felt as though all that we had experienced was for nothing.  Our minds had clicked so well, we had so many good times together, all the memories of the fun and frolicking were now marred by her betrayal of our friendship.  

It was as though she had tossed me into the wastebasket along with the other trash she had tossed out when she abandoned her main.  I recognized that she needed a break, and maybe even a fresh start, but she didn't take me with!  I worked myself into a fantastic frenzy.  And just as I was peaking an IM popped up.  Hello. Ahhhh, it was her!  As it turns out, her reintroduction to SLociety was not as she planned and we quickly were up to our old banter.  But...ugh...it was a horrible feeling.

And so it seems that the closer the friendship, the tighter the bond, the more likely that hiding an alt will be a crushing blow to those one leaves behind.  The next time your alt is out for naughty fun, secret agent duty, or escaping from a crazed ex don't forget those people behind the avatar that have invested time, emotion, and thoughtfulness into your friendship.

i got blogged!

Blog about Queenie = must read, re-read, cut out and tape to the wall, then read again.

Thanks to The Digital Doll, Kandy Roussel, for this hard hitting, truth bound review of lil' ol' me.  

Latex Ball @ Rouge Sim

Oh what a night!! Squeaky fun was had by all!! Last week the plurkites were howling for a party to welcome back our Codie.  At the same time Codie was immersing herself in Hugo's Designs latex.  It wasn't difficult to see that the Rouge sim was about to be invaded by latex clad revelers in search of beats and an empty pole.  I quickly set to work to get this party started.  Checklist: DJs, Latex, powder, baby oil.

The guests cavorted about the Rouge sim in the sexiest, shiniest latex available.  Codie and her loves treated us to some entertainment in open chat that nearly had me in a blush!!  Eshi Otowara kept Crap Mariner on a tight leash for most of the evening, allowing her free time to shine a dance pole.  (Note: Crap is one of the most well mannered bot-pets I've met.) AND Oh my wows!! DJanes Elisha Richez and Shad Raffke graced us with their techno beats and their stunningly mad mixes!!  (*pats herself on the back for a hawt booking*.)  

Here's a few pics for your viewing pleasure and a few more here.

Crap Mariner - Unleashed!

CodeBastard Redgrave and Night Morrisey - just before Codie opened up the buffet line.

Queen Coronet in classic latex.  Always the lady.

Show us your noobies!!!

It was a hot sticky Sunday and we was busy taking it old school.  The unnaturally clever minds of  Bridgitte Boucher and Moa Soderstrom had invited the residents of SL to party like the day they was rezzed.  The directions were to create an new avatar (noobie, newbie, noob) no more than two days prior to the event.  Come only with what your Linden mama gave ya.  

DJs Init Hubble and Adamatic Aeon spun to the delight of the crowd.  A box of party favors (gestures and a few dangerous attachments) was set out for a little extra somethin' somthin'.  Our noobies ran amok while we all tried our best to figure out who was who. 

In attendance for the event was, in no particular order:

Enet Mubble (Thrill McMillan) - cousin to Init Hubble and arguably the more intelligent and better looking cousin.
No Weezles (Init Hubble) - Quiet moody artsy fartsy musician type.
Grzezba Szczepanski (Ryz Uriza) - Spent most of the event in the buff and cavorting about wearing a giant skull.
Lickmy Minotaur (Bridgitte Boucher) - Girl tricked out her avatar, dang! She one bad mammajamma.
BeavisTheGreatCornholio Moonites (Moa Soderstrom) - Insane. just...just...insane.
Lisa Drumheller (as herself) - Arrived in style wearing vintage "box attached to right hand."
Sunday Jarvis (as herself) - Danced the evening away in her worst primmy bling shoes, overdone make up and static mono-colored hair. (I'm pretty sure she's got an escort job lined up if she wants it.)
Moddychacha Mavendorf (yours truly) - Overheard reciting the noobie mantra, "hello. where are you from?"
amens Bookmite - The cutest of the crew in lovely cardboard box.
Shefrowns Gothly (Delaynie Barbosa) – Delightfully filled with sorrow.
Stila Gothly (Kandy Roussel) – I think she was born hawt!
Madisen Tandino (Cheap imitation of herself).
Ideal Flow and Evermore Noel appearing as themselves brought a hint of class to the event. On the other hand GirlyGirly Twine, Bad Sorbet, and Candyz Baxton were in attendance and I’m wondering now if they truly were noobies lost on their way to a free sex extravaganz.
Finally, the beauty of the ball was WillfellateFor Quan (Adamatic Aeon) – decked out in her finest girl next store attire and 5 o’clock shadow she made sweet humping love to the guests ‘til we all had a hint of bile tickling at the back of our throats.

Words cannot adequately described the madness of the night.  I hope these candid  shots convey the onigokko running, box wearing, ding fries are done shouting, ass spanking good time that was had by all.  

"Onigokko the DJ"

"Pin the box on the Noob"

"I Spy" How many newbies can you find in this pic?

And you can check out more pics here!!

Gratuitous Piccy: DJ Briddy Boucher @ Detroit Life

DJ Briddy Boucher @ Detroit Life
Originally uploaded by Queen Coronet

DJ Briddy taking the beats to a new level @ Detroit Life sim! Relying on a single loop to tell her story, Briddy mixed her way through a journey of the soul.