Can Girls Talk Win The Nobel Prize Of Literature?

SaveMe Oh: How’s life?

Cat Shilova: Hot

SaveMe Oh:You naughty bitch

Cat Shilova: I mean, really hot

SaveMe Oh: You naughty naughty bitch

Cat Shilova: … and my little finger told me that a drama took place with Apmel, Glasz and yourself

SaveMe Oh: Did it?

Cat Shilova: It’s probably just a rumor (and curiosity kills the cat, but …)

SaveMe Oh: I wouldn’t be surprised but then without me in it

Cat Shilova: Your sense of drama is fading?

SaveMe Oh: No, but I didn’t hear the rumour nor had the idea I was acting in this one.

Cat Shilova: So my little finger was wrong

SaveMe Oh: Glasz is a drama; Ampel is a drama, so 1 + 1 can be 2. She is completely obsessed with Iono and Tutsy, and Ampel is a desperate attention whore so I wouldn’t be surprised

Cat Shilova: That’s love

SaveMe Oh: Yes, true love

Cat Shilova: *sob*. Can’t prevent crying.

SaveMe Oh: I answered too less to the shown love to be involved! I told both of them they are of zero significance so that cools things quick

Cat Shilova: Ahahahaha. A bucket of icy water

SaveMe Oh: They should be happy with their roles of minions.

Cat Shilova: So true, aren’t we all?

SaveMe Oh: But they always think they can improve their position. But maybe that bounds them now.

Cat Shilova: The only way to improve it is to try to desinstall the dramaqueen from her throne which proves very difficult

SaveMe Oh: You need talent for that

Cat Shilova: Exactly. I have a feeble for gossips. Which is not a talent, by the way.

SaveMe Oh: Glasz too

Cat Shilova: I prefer juicy gossips but this one is finally rather dry. I will torture Ampel.

SaveMe Oh: I create them in front of her nose but then she doesn’t bite.

Cat Shilova: Pity.

SaveMe Oh: They should marry

Cat Shilova: Lord, have mercy on us

SaveMe Oh: Ampel is a good substitute for Iono

Cat Shilova: Don’t expect me to be bridesmaid on this one

SaveMe Oh: (who she really loves)

Cat Shilova: What?

SaveMe Oh: But after he refused to take her to Pere Lachaise they are at war.

SaveMe Oh: Now you have your gossip

Cat Shilova: This I knew, this gossip is rotten. Actually, I was in Paris when this happened.

SaveMe Oh: Ah, that was the reason, now it becomes a juicy gossip

Cat Shilova: Indeed

SaveMe Oh: Perfect

Cat Shilova: Now she will hate me, too?

SaveMe Oh: Yes.

Cat Shilova: I am terrified

SaveMe Oh: But she can cry on Ampels shoulder now as Ush is there only for his boring side.

Cat Shilova: My shrink will have to cure this in addition to all the rest.

SaveMe Oh: Maybe I have to send my bill to your shrink?!

Cat Shilova: I wouldn’t expect him to pay

SaveMe Oh: Or tell him Glasz will be his client too, soon.

Cat Shilova: I think he is already overbooked but it would be cute to sit together in the waiting room

SaveMe Oh: Is he good?

Cat Shilova: I think so as I am still there

SaveMe Oh: And are the 2 of you making progress?

Cat Shilova: It begins to be very interesting but we both have holidays soon though not together.

SaveMe Oh: Is that a plan for the future?

Cat Shilova: Who knows? Marrying your shrink could have some advantages

SaveMe Oh: A lot

Cat Shilova: The future will tell.

Cat Shilova: Then, Glasz could have Iono, at least.

SaveMe Oh: Yes, problem solved and we give Jaynine to Ampel

Cat Shilova: I will think about this all very seriously

Cat Shilova: Jay? to Ampel… mmmm…

SaveMe Oh: And Ush to Quan.

Cat Shilova: and what about the horsedick? He would need a mare.

SaveMe Oh: We dance around it for fertility

Cat Shilova: <— is searching her bridesmaid things. I might have some use of them finally. Who could marry Bryn?

SaveMe Oh: Any rabbit as long his cogwheel is working.

Cat Shilova: I find Bryn’s interpretation of Abraham + Isaac story more than suspect

SaveMe Oh: Of course, it was a cover up to be allowed to fuck a flock of sheep

Cat Shilova: With a gun

SaveMe Oh: Maybe the pope will declare her holy soon.

Cat Shilova: And decide that Immersiva is now a sheep sanctuary

SaveMe Oh: Suitable for every religion

Cat Shilova: Indeed…

Cat Shilova: If I would show that talk to the shrink, he would sign a formula for insane asylum at once. Therefore, I won’t show it.

SaveMe Oh: Shall I put it on my blog so he has easy access? We might win the Nobel Prize for literature.

A few moments later:

Glasz DeCuir: I have a date! Let see how many min I scare him :))

SaveMe Oh: With Ampel?

Glasz DeCuir: nop Apmel doesn’t love me!

SaveMe Oh: Yes he does, I just heard a big gossip about you 2

Glasz DeCuir: Let me know that…

SaveMe Oh: Yes, I am working on the juicy details for my blog

Glasz DeCuir: Don’t do that!

SaveMe Oh: Why not, will be lovely drama about you, Ampel, Tusty, Iono etc etc

Glasz DeCuir: You will scare all my lovers chance!

SaveMe Oh: That’s the risk but I found you a nice shrink

Glasz DeCuir: Shrink? What is that? If you publish my name on your blog again, no more books. And that’s my last word. And you are a bastard, 1 date I have and you have to distract me.

SaveMe Oh: Go have the date. Might be your last one. Go fuck him so I can edit my blogpost

Glasz DeCuir: Where is Apmel? I will kill him too!

The Tragedy Of King Lea

(free after William Shakespeare)

To celebrate the Swedish release of the IBook with my artwork, written by Glasz DeCuir and translated by Kandinsky Beaumont we set up a party in the gallery of Josef K. who was also responsible for the introduction in the book.

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/saveme-oh-manga-beromda-malares/id1003021598

And half an hour before I was starting my performance there was an unexpected guest already hiding in the gallery. What was he up to???? Was it the prince of Denmark or was it King LEA himself?

SaveMe Oh: Solo Mornington is early

Josef K: Hahaha yes I see him too now. I wonder if he will come down even. You think his heart will survive your Je Suis Vierge installation?

SaveMe Oh: I hope he won’t rape me 72 times

Josef K: I am camming him now. He is in the Sina Souza room

SaveMe Oh: Camming from there for sure so he can’t be catched on photo in front of my work

Josef K: Your work is on the floor just above him

SaveMe Oh: He is afraid I would catch him. By far the biggest idiot of SL.

Josef K:  We are celebrating the new book about SaveMe Oh

Solo Mornington: Yay book! Too bad it’s about shitty art.

Larkworthy Antfarm: What’s happening under that pile of books?

SaveMe Oh: I think Solo Mornington has prepared an introduction

Apmel Meerson: Omg  A SPEACH!!

Solo Mornington: By all means continue.

And then to everybody’s surprise Solo Mornington attached a giant object covering the complete platform. Was he finally ready to participate and interact?

SaveMe Oh: Did you glue that yourself Solo?

Solo Mornington: Not sure if you’re aware of this, but sl doesn’t use ‘glue.’

Larkworthy Antfarm: OMG is he planning to burn them?

Apmel Meerson: I didn’t know Solo belonged to the SaveMe church

Solo Mornington: I invented it. SaveMe Oh stole all my ideas.

SaveMe Oh: I am so happy with the intervention of Solo Mornington.

Apmel Meerson: Haha

Solo Mornington: I thought it was appropriate.

SaveMe Oh: Very

Solo Mornington: To show up on and shit on you. Because I support art in sL.

Larkworthy Antfarm: Pretty bland stuff Morny!  You can do better.

SaveMe Oh: Now I can sign the books in peace when you do the visuals. Only one thing…don’t kiss Kandi.

Solo Mornington: Why?

Ori: “Would you sign my ass instead?”

SaveMe Oh: You might turn into a frog

Solo Mornington: ahh.

Ori: quaacks

Apmel Meerson: She only turns Solos to frogs though

Solo Mornington points to SaveMe Oh… Shh don’t say bland. You are blinded by my brilliance.

SaveMe Oh: I see a light at the end of the tunnel. Ampel will have a bad time tagging

Apmel Meerson: I can’t see myself wank

SaveMe Oh: Don’t wank by coincidence in Solo’s face, he might be allergic for dust

Solo Mornington: That’s because you didn’t know you were a fascist.

Josef K: Solo … why are you griefing my event … as far as I know I have never bothered you?

Apmel Meerson: I refuse to derender anyone.. how do I do that btw?

SaveMe Oh: Let him, he doesn’t have anything else to do.

Solo Mornington: Ahh, so it’s less delightful now, and you feel the need to insult me. Imagine that.

Larkworthy Antfarm: We are not dealing with an emotionally healthy person.

Solo Mornington: SMO, correct. Oo.. the silence falls. the laughter stops.

Josef K: I don’t get it Solo … I visit LEA from time to time and don’t destroy it for others … and you come to my gallery and sabotage the release of a book I have been a co-writer on.

Solo Mornington: The joke has ended….

Ori scans foe mentally healthy people

Solo Mornington: Josef…. it’s not personal.

SaveMe Oh: People must be enjoying the show, Solo

Larkworthy Antfarm: I am referring to you Solo.  You do not want to go there.

Zola Zsun: I’m here.. but I am blind helllppp

Solo Mornington: But clearly, in the extensive research for your book…..you must have encountered the absolute fact that SaveMe Oh has done this to people.

Josef K: Well .. I find it hard to believe that the leader of LEA acts that way .. not very professional

Solo Mornington: Right, SaveMe Oh is allowed, I am not.

Larkworthy Antfarm: You compare this crap you laid to art Save has created?

Solo Mornington: Yes. Absolutely.

Larkworthy Antfarm: Now that is amusing.

Bethany Fire: checks and agrees with herself and I that she’s mentally sane xx

Josef K: SaveMe Oh is invited to perform. You and me can do a performance any other time

Solo Mornington: Indeed she is, and she can.

Ori: SaveMe Oh is here?

Solo Mornington: No, this is just the moment for me to perform.

SaveMe Oh: I’m hiding downstairs

Solo Mornington: Find out if I am disturbing the performance from the artist.

Apmel Meerson: I’m trying to find her so I can at least tag the artist

Larkworthy Antfarm: Aren’t you afraid your dazzling artwork will set off one of your seizures, Solo?

Solo Mornington: It will be a glorious 10 minutes of bliss.

Josef K: Still Solo .. you are here as a guest in my gallery … SaveMe Oh is here as the performer

Solo Mornington: Indeed I am a guest, and I appreciate it. I really do.

Josef K: I suddenly lost all my respect for LEA

Apmel Meerson: Let them fight it out Josef..I think SaveMe will win

SaveMe Oh: I told you….

Ori: What is LEA?

SaveMe Oh: Licking Every Ass

Solo Mornington: I’m not here on behalf of LEA.

Larkworthy Antfarm: White bread white bread

Josef K: It’s the art sims run by Second Life and Solo is the boss

Bethany Fire: Linden endowment for the arts xxx

SaveMe Oh: And the ass to be licked hangs on the bottom of Solo Mornington.

Or: Hahahhaha

Zola Zsun: lol

Solo Mornington: I’m here on behalf of the people SaveMe Oh has driven from SL through years-long campaigns of harassment.

SaveMe Oh: When you lick well you get a free sim

Ori: Indeed, lick

Zola Zsun: What about hallucinations?

SaveMe Oh: When you lick better you are allowed to stay forever there free. Bryn Licks very well.

Apmel Meerson: I never got one..I must have licked the wrong ass

Josef K: But he isn’t acting much like a responsible leader at the moment

Solo Mornington: It’s true, I’m not. but then some folks think I’m not a very good leader anyway. But you know, SaveMe Oh herself said she was delighted I was here. So until she asks nicely, this will continue.

Josef K: From a PR point of view this is good for my gallery … tomorrow lots of blogs will write about this .. good for me .. bad for LEA

Solo Mornington: Great.Good for you.

Zola Zsun: Nice tutu, Save 🙂

SaveMe Oh: Couldn’t be better.

Solo Mornington: PR for your misguided book about a serial harasser.

Larkworthy Antfarm: It calls into question the professionalism of LEA and the Lindens.

Josef K: Haha and you will get a lot of credit too SaveMe 🙂

Cat Shilova: I used derender …. Strangely this fog is gone.

SaveMe Oh whispers: Solo, you already downloaded the book?

Zola Zhun: Me too, Cat .. Hi Cat 🙂

Solo Mornington: Just derender and pretend. Pretend in a pretend world. Delude yourself in a world of delusion.

Larkworthy Antfarm: To think that Lindens allow individuals with known issues to run their artist sims.

Zola Zsun: Which is the pretend world? Here or out there? 🙂

Solo Mornington: Known issues like what? Thinking you’re full of shit? Or is being full of shit your act?

Larkworthy Antfarm: You cannot hide the truth from everyone Solo.

Cat Shilova: Ah, next step is MUTING.

Solo Mornington: Is me being angry an act?

Josef K: Do derender the leader of LEA in order to enjoy the magic of SaveMe Oh …

SaveMe Oh: Reflect Solo, is healthy for you

Solo Mornington: Ask nicely and I’ll leave.

SaveMe Oh: You waited long enough for this

Solo Mornington: Can’t do it though, because ‘nice’ isn’t part of the deal. The persona doesn’t allow it. How constricting.

Larkworthy Antfarm: Mental issues.  Known mental issues.

Solo Mornington: Such as what?

SaveMe Oh: I have something for you Solo

Solo Mornington: Abuse. In the name of art is not art.

Larkworthy Antfarm: Ask your fellow LEA members.  I have.

Glasz DeCuir: Looks great the fog, more mystery to the intense chat text 🙂

SaveMe Oh: There are no other LEA members, he is the only one.

Solo Mornington: You’ll note that I bring all the interest here.

Glasz DeCuir: Solo read the eBook and we speak on a public debate about that concept

Zola Zsun: Oh I am enjoying the melodrama entertainment myself. 🙂

Josef K: shouts: Dear visitors … if all you see is a white fog it’s due to the griefing of Solo Mornington, the headmaster of LEA – Second Life’s official art sims. Do derender him in order to enjoy the performance by SaveMe Oh

SaveMe Oh: He finally found his true identity and dares to show it.

Zola Zsun: Oh I got rid of the fog soon as I got here 🙂

Solo Mornington: Yah, so whatever SaveMe Oh is doing, just ignore it. The fog is better. Just ask Glasz. No, my true identity is complex and varied, just like everyone. SaveMe Oh is as much a lie as this outburst.

Larkworthy Antfarm: Put on your shrinking caps folks.  Diagnose LEAs idea of a responsible art committee member. Shake some screws loose.

SaveMe Oh: I have something else for you Solo.

Solo Mornington: Lark, consider that SaveMe Oh says she’s delighted by this intervention. I am supporting art in SL.

Glasz DeCuir: Solo wants to be an artist 🙂

Josef K: This is an epic event … Officials from Second Life management is trying to sabotage it .. that has never happened before 🙂

Solo Mornington: I’m not from SL management.

SaveMe Oh: Licking management he is.

Zola Zsun shouts: How Exciting!

Solo Mornington: Just get that straight.

Josef K: We are making history

Solo Mornington: See how exciting I make your event, SaveMe Oh? By ruining it?

Apmel Meerson: Is someone filming?

SaveMe Oh: Ruining???? I love contributions.

Solo Mornington: According to Josef I’m a griefer right now.

Larkworthy Antfarm: Hands up don’t shoot!!  Artists lives matter!

Tizzy Canucci: Not filming, but I’ve got a hard drive nearly full of shots…

Josef K: shouts: Soon I will be as famous as SaveMe Oh because Solo Mornington is attacking my event 😀

Zola Zsun: Solo, It is a pleasure to meet you, I have heard many things about you

Solo Mornington: All good I hope, Zola. well met. I mean, for real, not this bullshit griefer mode thing.

Zola Zsun: Oh is there a bullshit griefer here?

Solo Mornington: Yah me. 🙂 But it’s ART. And stuff.

Solo Mornington:

Glasz DeCuir: Feel free to express yourself Solo!

Zola Zsun: Which is yours Solo and which is Save’s?

Solo Mornington: Yah it’s hard to tell isn’t it?

Josef K shouts: the ugly ones is Solo’s

Zola Zsun: So we can make an informed choice in our derendering

Solo Mornington: And that’s the beauty of it.

Apmel Meerson: This certainly is freeing me from tagging photos.

Solo Mornington: SaveMe Oh harasses me for years. I show up and it’s the end of the world.

Zola Zsun: The fog? I see no fog I have derendered it

Solo Mornington: Ahh then you’ve figured out which is mine.

Apmel Meerson: I refuse to learn how to derender

Zola Zsun: Why Solo I am glad you are here… I am finding it a delight to be witness to real drama :))

Cat Shilova: You don’t have to learn, you just have to click

Tizzy Canucci: Work with it… more of a challenge… always

Solo Mornington: Yah as opposed to SaveMe Oh’s fake drama.

Cat Shilova: Solo, our new drama queen.

SaveMe Oh: I loved how he was waiting half an hour before the show to appear.

Zola Zsun: lol. Amateur

Larkworthy Antfarm: I derendered Solo’s asshole.  Now for the smell.

Solo Mornington: Hehe

Zola Zsun: hahahahah

Solo Mornington: You know, you get victimized and they cheer on the bully. You bully and they call you an asshole. Some people.

Larkworthy Antfarm: Don’t taz me bro!

Zola Zsun: Who is the bully … is always in the eyes of the beholder.

Solo Mornington: Art is supposed to be about the condition of being human. Attempting to destroy people without their consent is bad art.

SaveMe Oh: And LEA is now all unprotected???? OMG

Zola Zsun: OMG

Solo Mornington: No, who is the bully isn’t that hard to understand. If you have compassion. Or any basic humanity.

Ori: Where can you buy that?

Solo Mornington: That’s the unfortunate part.

Ori: Crap

Zola Zsun: No matter what.. our feelings come only from our own minds

Solo Mornington: You have to, like, make an effort and shit.

Ori: Can’t buy that huh?

Solo Mornington: No, our feelings come from a truth. people without feeling have no truth.

Apmel Meerson: “you have to, like, make an effort and shit.” wow..a classic to remember!

Ori: Writes it down

Zola Zsun: If one believes in an objective truth which is usually found only in mathematics

Ori: Yes, math is the only logical truth!!

Josef K: Shouldn’t we write a book about Solo … we could print in on toilet paper … and let the readers decide what to do with it

Zola Zsun: Oh noo.. Ebook is the way to go

Josef K: It’s hard to clean your ass with an eBook

Solo Mornington: No, there’s a truth to someone being cruel. You don’t have to accept or reject the hurt feelings of the victim to see the cruel intention.

Cat Shilova: How do you say shit in Swedish??

Apmel Meerson: Wow..I get sooo much good material to quote on my blog tomorrow!

Annie: hahahahaha

Zola Zsun: Solo, you seem to be upset.. it’s ok.. everything will be ok

Larkworthy Antfarm: It is all about Solo.  All of LEA is about Solo.  All of Second Life.  He thrives on his love/hate relationship with Save.

Josef K: Shit in Swedish is ‘skit’

Apmel Meerson: Haha Josef..true

Glasz DeCuir: A love story …

Cat Shilova: Ah thanks Josef!

Solo Mornington: Hehe skit based comedy.

Zola Zsun: Skit in English is a short play 🙂

Larkworthy Antfarm: Scat

Zola Zsun: lol

Josef K: In Danish we just call it ‘lort’

Zola Zsun: I like that one.. lort.. good word

Solo Mornington: I’m here as an intervention for all you fine folks who think it’s clever to glue some prims together and wear them.

Apmel Meerson: Lort is the nice way of saying shit in Swedish

Larkworthy Antfarm: Solo sniffs Save’s scat like a lovesick dog.

Zola Zsun:Well.. I hope you are enjoying yourself as much as I am 🙂

SaveMe Oh: I am so glad you now help me out Solo. After all the years I had to do everything alone.

Simotron Aquila: hello :))

Solo Mornington: Like I said: I’m here to support art in SL.

Apmel Meerson: Hello Simo..nice timing..right in the skitprat

Simotron Aquila: 🙂

Zola Zsun: A noble cause.. in theory

Solo Mornington: Unfortunately the art I’m supporting is based on harassment and bullying.

Apmel Meerson: This event is getting closer and closer to my liking

Solo Mornington: Glad I could pull it out of the fire for you, apmel.

SaveMe Oh: Isn’t it lovely? Who could imagine he was still alive?

Zola Zsun: Delightfully lovely, Save

Apmel Meerson: Never knew you were a gifted comedian Solo

Cat Shilova: Your love only keeps him alive

Zola Zsun: All you need is love 🙂

SaveMe Oh: That’s why I am SaveMe. Empathy for all

Josef K shouts: For any newcomers: Just derender the leader of the Second Life LEA sim: Solo Mornington … then you can enjoy SaveMe Oh without his griefing

Solo Mornington shouts: Because, as you know, it’s important to ALWAYS DERENDER ART.

Zola Zsun: Actually I think derendering might bring more peace in the sl art world.. a world I usually stay away from 🙂 Perhaps I would visit it more often

Apmel Meerson: I refuse to derender..but maybe whoever film this might be helped by it

Solo Mornington: If they’re filming what’s happening here and they derender me, then they’re liars.

SaveMe Oh: Depends what you want to film. If you want to film an endless ass licking fart you shouldn’t derender

Zola Zsun: Right, Save, we all make our own choices

Larkworthy Antfarm: It is like watching a turd floating in a glass of milk.

Solo Mornington: Mmm… turdmilk.

Mandel Solano shouts: Hi you having fun here???

SaveMe Oh: Is that a question?

Solo Mornington shouts: yah, I’m participating in the performance.

Apmel Meerson: It is a Solo performance

Cat Shilova: We LOVE drama!

Mandel Solano: oh hehe

Simotron Aquila: 🙂

SaveMe Oh: Drama is highest level of art

Zola Zsun: Indeed

Solo Mornington: Nope. Disagree.

Zola Zsun: and life would be so boring without it

Larkworthy Antfarm: Like a bad John Waters’ movie!

Glasz DeCuir: This is another Masterpiece :))

Zola Zsun: Which are the BEST

Solo Mornington: Yes, mine. I claim it.

SaveMe Oh: The claim is yours, Solo! You deserve it 100%

Solo Mornington: All of SaveMe Oh’s work, I claim as my masterpiece, because it’s impossible for her work to exist without victims.

SaveMe Oh: You have a tipjar?

Apmel Meerson: Hahahahahahahaaa

Glasz DeCuir: :)))

Zola Zsun: lol

Larkworthy Antfarm: Oh snap!

Solo Mornington: I have a large surface area. Surely you can find a place to right-click. 🙂

SaveMe Oh: Your surface area we know. It’s at the bottom of your back

Solo Mornington: Josef, is it still objectionable? 🙂 Does your fear of my anger still prevent you from enjoying this? I ask because it’s your place.

Larkworthy Antfarm: Did he really talk to us in comic book villain dialect??

Marie: Don’t fight too much folks, events are for having fun, make love not war

Larkworthy Antfarm: Betty, even through the fog, you shine pink!  LOL.

SaveMe Oh: Maybe Betty uses her Solo Teflon pack?

Solo Mornington: For a bunch of people who love drama, you sure do get quiet. I stop, the party stops.

SaveMe Oh: Otherwise the blogpost gets too long

Zola Zsun: People are tired of entertaining you, Solo.. that is all.. now we have fun.. you try to do the same 🙂

SaveMe Oh: Hope he will also invite me to LEA now

Solo Mornington: I sold you a sim. You had no idea how to respond.

SaveMe Oh: Tell them Solo, we can’t wait for your stories

Dido Haas: Yes tell us Solo, all ears.

Solo Mornington: See? 10x more interesting.

Solo Mornington: And then somehow, SaveMe Oh ended up making a video where her avatar rapes my avatar.

SaveMe Oh: You have the link?

Josef K: Sure that wasn’t a wet dream, Solo?

Solo Mornington: Those were the days, when grudges were forged.

SaveMe Oh: Solo could you make an advertisement for my book?

Solo Mornington: Yes: here’s your blurb: “SaveMe Oh delights in harassing people, and asks us to explore this harassment as if it were somehow positive.” …another paragraph or two…..

“…to mask her own psychopathic tendencies.” —Solo Mornington

Josef K: Kind of funny … I have been in sl for 4 years by now … the first griefer I see is the headmaster of LEA

Marie: don’t fight so much, guys !!!

Solo Mornington: Why not Marie? Does it make you uncomfortable?

Josef K: Drama is the blood of second life

Marie: because it is boring for me, .)) I prefer having fun in other way

Solo Mornington: Josef, if you’ve spent any time with SaveMe Oh, you know that’s not true.

Marie: I hate drama .)

Solo Mornington: I happen to have an actual beef here. Rather than just drama.

Solo Mornington:

Zola Zsun: drama is what makes us human

Cat Shilova: Who fights??

Dido Haas: Not me Cat

Marie: But life has enough drama for itself, so silly to want a bit more.))

Josef K: Solo … I have actually had a lot of respect for the LEA sims. Tonight you made me loose that respect all together

Solo Mornington: Josef, if you asked nicely at any time, I would have quit.

Dido Haas: hard words Josef

Solo Mornington: If you or SaveMe Oh ask me to stop, I will.

Zola Zsun: Is it time for the next act of the drama? This one is getting long

Glasz DeCuir: NO,please, go on! 🙂

Solo Mornington: Zola, try years of harassment from SaveMe Oh.

SaveMe Oh: Stop???? Finally somebody joining in?

Dido Haas: Agrees

Josef K: Solo … I don’t believe in censorship or banning … I judge by behaviour.

Solo Mornington: Then how can you lose respect for artists at LEA?

Zola Zsun: Oh SaveMe has been harassing me for years and years…

Larkworthy Antfarm: This man is out of control.

Josef K: Oh I still respect the artists … but now I despite the concept

Larkworthy Antfarm: LEA members have said so publically.

Zola Zsun: Will you stop please, Solo?

Solo Mornington: Josef, should I honor the request from Zola?

Zola Zsun LEA Seemed to rather homogenize.. the art stuff in here anyway

Cat Shilova: Who is Solo??

Josef K: Solo you are a grown man, you make your own decisions

Solo Mornington: Ok, then I will.

Cat Shilova: Not sure for “grown”

Solo Mornington: Now any griefy objects you see are your own.

Solo Mornington: 🙂

Apmel Meerson: Wow now I see art

Solo Mornington: Ossum. Too bad it’s about SaveMe Oh. Seriously, good luck with the book and the event.

SaveMe Oh: Seriously I don’t like you

Zola Zsun: hahahaha

Solo Mornington: Fucking hell. Some HONESTY. Finally! Go with that. Your art will improve.

Zola Zsun: Oh wow.. spinning Lenins. Fabulous. Hilarious

Josef K: That’s the difference between Solo and SaveMe … SaveMe is always improving

Solo Mornington: nice. 🙂

ush Underwood: Fog

SaveMe Oh: Don’t be hard on him, he just started today as a performer

Zola Zsun: Well it really comes down to Save’s brilliant ability to provoke emotion

ush Underwood: ok

Zola Zsun: Is that good art? Yes!

Solo Mornington: Terrorists provoke emotion. That’s why they’re called ‘terrorists.’ Griefers provoke emotion. that’s why they’re called ‘griefers.’

Solo Mornington: And now… you’re rid of me. 🙂

Josef K: Griefing is a concept by which we measure creativity

SaveMe0h: Where is Solo tipjar?

Zola Zsun: Poor Solo, he seems so unhappy.

Apmel Meerson: I have zero lindens on this alt..pity I cannot tip Solo

SaveMe Oh: Stay some more Solo

Larkworthy Antfarm: where is his tip jar? His coin slot?

71 Virgins Wanted

To create worldpeace I ask 71 virgins to join me in an atempt to solve war with love.

71 virgins wanted (I volunteer myself as number 72). For the ones who are not real virgins anymore we have a simple 1 prim solution to restore that).

We will meet eachother soon in LEA 23 where I will hand out the signs in a joined effort to achieve worldpeace. Add your name in the comments or send me an IM in secondlife or on facebook.

More information soon.

Virgin number 1: Cat Shilova

Virgin number 2: Cherry Manga

Virgin number 3: Lamoni Carissa

Virgin number 4: Daisy Pentia

Virgin number 5: Jack Vance

Virgin number 6: Jane Wingtips

Virgin number 7: Kandinsky Beaumont

Virgin number 8: Vivienne Daguerre

Virgin number 9: Fiona Hanfoi

Virgin number 10: Nebulosus Severine

Virgin number 72: SaveMe Oh

Musical Soirée

A special report from Swedish journalist Kandinsky Beaumont.

Once upon a time on Mt Whitney the sound of delicate tunes broke the winter silence.

One of these beautiful afternoons at the landingspot of Kandinsky´s Mount Whitney Lighthouse were it snows only inside the pergola.

My dear friend and neighbor Cat and I had been to Apollons Blue Tuesday club and listened to some jazz and blues. We rested now in my winter cottage and the only sound we heard was from the comfy sparkling fireplace and our friendly soft voices.

A strong bump and an ice crack noise from the outside scared away the Cat. I did not worry, my place is a regular landingspot for flying houses.

It was my other dear friend, SaveMe Oh, who came for a visit with her just staged musical performance. She brought her grand piano and her herd of pigs. The clinks from the piano mixed with the grunts from the pigs. Such innovatory and original music!

More audience showed up. I had some difficulties concentrating to the music as this man, whom she had put in some restraint, showed up. Maybe it was an experiment to force him to really listen?

Her song was utterly beautiful. We all gathered closer by hearing this miracle.

I was so moved, my tears flooded the place and threatened to drench all of us

The army of men rushed to save us and she turned to the organ for her next song so my tears dried completely. My severely insane penguin found an interesting friend.

The concert ended in a crescendo when my old school telephone started to ring amidst the organ tunes, the evening star jingled, the army of saviours mumbled, my iron whale closed up snorting. The sound picture was a magnificent mirage and we all went to bed completely exhausted. Was it real or was it just a rehearsal?

LEA Committee Hires Christian Fundamentalist Hit Squad

When I spent some of my precious time to upgrade the depressing LEA17 sim of my dear friend Pixels Sideways, who personal invited me there, I noticed I was in no time under strict surveillance.

SaveMe Oh: Ah, the BURN2 army is also on guard? Hey Slatan, idiot, what are you doing here? Did they release you from church? You don’t have to work at Guantanamo bay today?

Slatan Dryke: Move from here please, right now

SaveMe Oh: shut up

Slatan Dryke: This is not the place for your show

Cat Shilova: Do you consider standing with sheep a show…?  Then we have to find a new definition for show!

Slatan Dryke: You are a broken record SaveMe.

SaveMe Oh: Fuck off, did I already say that? Go back to your Burn2 church

Slatan Dryke: Offending me, is this a peacefully talking?

SaveMe Oh: And don’t try to christen us here!

Slatan Dryke: Shit up Save!

Cat Shilova: Slatan, you are the bully here!

SaveMe Oh: We don’t want your buddy on the cross or you think he belongs to the philosophers here?

Lollita Larkham: Haha, longtemps que j’avais pas rencontré un specimen. Attention, j’appele mes cousins

Slatan Dryke: Well let’s continue your silly show

Lollita Larkham: Only silly people here please

SaveMe Oh: The LEA really hired that idiot? It’s really going down the drain here. I wonder if Quan gave him the job after a hot job interview

Lollita Larkham: what is his job?

SaveMe Oh: Kill me

Lollita Larkham: He’s from LEA staff?

SaveMe Oh: I fear he is as I saw him fly here before

Lollita Larkham: wow, so aggressive

SaveMe Oh: Slowly the idiots take over here for some free land

Pixels Sideways: I was afk on the phone  wtf just happened?

Lollita Larkham: free lands have no numbers just as free peoples

SaveMe Oh: the LEA hit squad inspected your place

Lollita Larkham: They detected you, that’s why, lol

SaveMe Oh: Luckily I was sweet as a newborn lamb

Lollita Larkham: They have a special radar for you

Pixels Sideways: what?   The only two people at LEA I coordinate with are PatricaAnne and Solo

Lollita Larkham: In France we have a new special radar, called Vals

SaveMe Oh: Yes, keep on dreaming, Pixels. What the philosophers say about people who pretend to be blind?

Lollita Larkham: I’ve already forgotten him…

Pixels Sideways: He’s an LEA Volunteer so he shouldn’t be instigating or investigating

Lollita Larkham: What a boring job he got

SaveMe Oh: In dictatorships the volunteers are always lining up in hordes

Lollita Larkham: Make police on pixels in a screen. lol!! I can’t believe it

Lollita Larkham: modérateur de forum en 3D

SaveMe Oh: Be glad you don’t have to feed the avi’s who are part of the self acclaimed police force.

 

Recommended reading on Slatan Dryke:

http://virtualgent.com/2012/09/29/an-inspiration-slatan-dryke/

http://wiki.secondlife.com/wiki/WTM

Obey Your Leader

Thirza Ember: Hello my leader!

Solo Mornington: Hope you are not thinking you are an artist now?

Thirza Ember: Me? I made nothing of this, I swear! All my things are well hidden from your eyes on my own grid. You look like Stelarc, if you allow me to say

Solo Mornington: Stelarc would wish he looked like me

Thirza Ember: He has 3 ears

Solo Mornington: My ears are situated much better

Thirza Ember: I think that hippo is horny, hihi.

Solo Mornington: I prefer you won’t make suggestions in a sexual context

Thirza Ember: Let me delete the hippos if they annoy you

Solo Mornington: I prefer not to add any prims here in this non-LEA land

Thirza Ember: Me neither, really!

Solo Mornington giving directions to Junivers Stockholm and Ampel Goosson

Ampel Goosson: Interesting artist statement, mister Mornington!

Solo Mornington: If I may say so myself, a giant step for the international art world. Why you don’t apply for a LEA sim to do something serious?

Ampel Goosson: May I offer you my sweet smelling purse instead?

Thirza Ember: I have no money so I would be happy to accept some LEA charity.

Cat Shilova: OH NO, Mister Solo Morninton

Kandinsky Beaumont: Hi!

Cat Shilova: If I had known this was the dressing code I would have come naked of course?

Solo Mornington: Ladies, I came here to offer my LEA experience

Thirza Ember: How can we accept such a great offer?

Kandinsky Beaumont: Only in my wildest dreams I could think Solo Mornington would visit my small little sim.

Cat Shilova: It’s really a big honour Kandi!

Solo Mornington: I want to lead this all in a structured and decent way

Cat Shilova: Decent?

Solo Mornington: I know this is a difficult word for you, Cat, but yes. Decent.

Cat Shilova: My question was not a protest; I was overwhelmed by a feeling of great hope for the near future.

Don’t You Dare To Claim My Stalkers Are Your Stalkers

Why should a Fluxus Dadaist like Eupalinos Ugajin not make us all dress up like kittens when he heard SaveMe Oh hates animals? (And it was carnival, wasn’t it) and why should he not ask Noizz Papp to redo all his desert music into cat sounds? As it’s just one touch on a synthesizer keyboard to make it Meooowww. And why should he not have a private party for all his mutual cat lovers from facebook and SL to exchange some deep insights on the modern art world?

Iono Allen: hello everybody

Haveit Neox: hi Iono

CapCat Ragu: Hi Iono

Laurence Burnstein: hello iono

Popcorn Erebus (procyon7): hi

Ziki Questi: hi Iono

Eupalinos Ugajin: some anims in the microphone if you wish to pratice some gym

Misprint (misprint.thursday): hi all:)

Quan Lavender: Hi Misprint

Laurence Burnstein: hi misprint

Haveit Neox: hi :))

Sina Souza (sinalein): sport is murderous

Scottius (scottius.polke): misprint hallloo

Bryn Oh: hi iono and misprint

Scottius (scottius.polke): and iono!

Misprint (misprint.thursday) pokes iono

Haveit Neox: Hi Bryn :))

Scottius (scottius.polke) pokes everybody

Haveit Neox: hey Scottius

Bryn Oh: hey haveit

Iono Allen: hehe Mis

Scottius (scottius.polke): haveit!

Rad Hand: Whale calls

Simotron Aquila: hello Iono

Iono Allen: hello Simo !

Kikas Babenco: hi Iono

Simotron Aquila:

Haveit Neox: Nice to see you

Iono Allen: Hey Kikas!

Ziki Questi: hi livio

Simotron Aquila: hi Livio

Piedra Lubitsch: hellooo

Eupalinos Ugajin: hello Piedra

Iono Allen: hi Piedra

Iono Allen: Lunata!

Simotron Aquila: hi Piedra :))

Lunata Lunasea: Iono, bon soir AGAIN….

Motita (moti.moody): Hi Piedra `-´

Piedra Lubitsch: :))

Iono Allen: ah !  I didn’t see…

Thirza Ember:  hello all

Eupalinos Ugajin: More food for the cat!

Eupalinos Ugajin: hello

Iono Allen: hey Thirza!

Simotron Aquila: hellooo

Kikas Babenco: hello Thirza

Thirza Ember: hey you guys!!!

And just when Quan Lavender was running back to her house to change her cat outfit for something more sexy I was throwing the 7^th day of my rez week party on an empty piece of land, next door to her house when she start screaming on her facebook page!

Behind the mountains in the back is the land of Quan 

Quan Lavender: Stalkers at my home right now! Nice people! And as you can see, several are in my friendlist! (With Thirza Ember, Scottius Polke, Fuschia Nightfire, Snowbody Cortes, and others)

Fuschia Nightfire: We were stalking SaveMe Oh

Snowbody Cortes:  It’s a “Land for sale” , at least that my viewer say !

Cat Shilova: It was NOT at your home, Quan. Btw, I did not even know it was NEAR your place…

Thirza Ember: Removing the photo that clearly shows we were not stalking you… classy.

Duna Gant: O:O ….

Of course his Royal highness the Duke of Arado had to give his reaction immediately now he has chosen the side of the oppressed dictatorships:

The Duke of Arado: So now you are leading a pack of stalkers? It’s getting nicer all the time… I’ll just make a suggestion: you and your accomplices should consult a criminal lawyer in RL and be informed about the possible consequences of your behavior. Just saying. “Cyberstalking and cyberharassment are lumped together along with any way adults use digital technology to torment, harass, intentionally annoy or set their victims up for attacks by unwitting third parties (like hate groups and violent individuals).”

Now these are all heavy accusations and allegations so before the lawyers march in here some other options:

Quan could keep her Cat suit on and jumped in the party and said: Happy Rez day SaveMe Oh. And danced the night away as so much other friends of her were there and did the same.

Quan could have invited the Duke of Arado too as he has lately a big interest in Germany and because he is known as a great contribution to every party. As he really can do more than gets himself in a cat suit and say meoww.

Quan could have run to the home of SaveMe Oh in Two Fish and throw there a contra party at the same time.

Quan even could have unbanned SaveMe and invited her and all her other friends at her home to continue the party there.

And if you all hate SaveMe Oh still so much, why you don’t make her upcoming performance in LEA completely impossible? That will teach her!

Some ideas: Exploding Adolf Hitler particles with loud meowing cat rezzers, An army of marching giant horsedicks or sim covering sign saying REPULGANT COWARD. Just an idea. Of course there is also the other option of participation. It’s all a matter of choice.

Dear Diary

My friends and I couldn’t believe it when the rezdayparty that was organised for me was cancelled at the last moment in MadPee Land because they thought it was more important to do a charity, to feed some poor kids in Africa a month, instead of celebrating my 7^th rezday. The only one who was happy was my daddy, dear diary, because now he didn’t had to organise anything for me and he could waste his time on chasing the half woman Claudia666 Jewel or feed his own smiles with his fat groupies.

All alone, dear diary, I had to spend my rezday and none of my friends came by to bring me a present or make a nice punch for me and I had no other option than cry myself to sleep. Only the fact that last year I got a shipload of Kleenex for my rezday brought me through the darkest night of my young life.

But the next morning, dear diary, I took a firm decision; ‘If the mountain will not come to Muhammad, then Muhammad must go to the mountain’. I decided to force my rezday upon all those ignorant cold hearted cruel people who don’t know what it means to express some gratitude. And to make them feel ashamed for once and for all, dear diary, I called it a REZ WEEK, instead of rezday. Now that will teach them.

On the first day of my rezweek, dear diary I went to Moya land where some children from other classes had put some drawing s on a wall and called it an exhibition. Of course nobody took any attention on this stuff on the wall as I began immediately to set up my rez day party surroundings and rez day party interiors and in a blink of an eye everybody was happy and dancing. Now was Moya with his silly sheep never a big fan of me as I am, as my dear sister Bryn, also in the sheep business, but he behaved as a gentleman and pretend to be not aware, hiding behind his “I not do speke inglish” masquerade. And as a nice uncle he shot a party movie. The only problem he had was to find the stop button so he filmed a lot of rubbish before he found me. You better start to watch only at 6.08

On the second day of my rezweek, dear diary, I headed to the gallery of Aneli Abeyante where again somebody did something on a wall but nobody was paying any attention as I opened up my party kit. Dear Aneli was in a state where her quantity of alveolar ventilation of carbon dioxide exceeds her body’s production of carbon dioxide but she survived. And it was incredible sweet of her to have two winners of the French Idols Competition singing for me, exclusive for my rez week. Unfortunately, dear diary I forgot their names, but next year we will have new idols so who cares?

On the third day of my rezweek, dear diary, my friends Cat Shilova, Snowbody Cortes, Thirza Ember, Josef K., Fuschia Nightfire, among others were surprised when I took over the Loop Club for some Deep Progressive Wearing and Deep Tech Attaching. They even got more thrilled when my sweet sister SaveMe Olihenge showed up giving Ampel an experience that he didn’t had since 1959.

All night we were also waiting for the participation of my dear friends the Duke of Arado and his dear wife without whom last year’s parties were no parties but they were too much involved with voluntary work in the Rebeca Bashly Abuse and Mental Health Treatment Facility for avatars, so they couldn’t make it.

On the fourth day of my rezweek, dear diary, I tried to restore the equilibrium of some Italians but they only gave me 5 minutes which is far too less to restore an equilibrium for Italians, so we headed for the space base of Shindra where they also had some problems with their Yin and Yang in cyberspace so we all ended up in the deep sea of some far away planet. Luckily we brought some singing leek from Mother Earth so the party continued in the cosy surroundings of the Nighthawks cafe and things went really wild when Kandinsky Beaumont and Cat Shilova start to make fun of Quan Lavender in a hot choreography of sticks and leek. Some even mentioned they heard the sound of tingling ovaries, but that is very strange, that deep under water.

On the fifth day of my rezweek, dear diary, we fooled the entire crew of MadPee Land by throwing a huge party there without feeding any smile at all, we eat everything ourselves! And we refuse to auction Kiana Writer, Thirza Ember, Fuschia Nightfire or Snowbody Cortes as we are rich enough.

On the sixth day of my rezweek, dear diary, we were waiting for the opening of the Museum of Heroic Woman of which we are sure we will be part off as soon we have grown up. But when I want to contribute to the festivities a strange man IM-ed me:

AlucardMaxwell: Leave the poofs and things off, ty. So tell me why you did what you did

SaveMe Oh: Celebrating my rez week.

AlucardMaxwell: Ok but you don’t have to be rude and have poofs and hit people with a bat.

SaveMe Oh: Your butler was extremely rude to one of my friends

AlucardMaxwell: Yes and I talk to them all.

SaveMe Oh: And we offered you the best party ever but you choose to sit alone in your silly castle.

AlucardMaxwell: So you came here to just disrupt everything? You know it is not nice to come to things like this and do what you did. That is why I did what I did!

SaveMe Oh: You banned heroic woman, shame on you!!!! MAN!

Dear Diary, in a desperate state of shock I did not know what to do anymore to continue with my Rez Week. There was one option but that was so disgusting, so filthy and so bad for my health as I am highly allergic and anti-fur and anti-animal…but I had no other option and went with all my friends to the furry fair to continue the party. I have to say we were well received but nevertheless I took out my largest constructions to make sure the most little and creepy furries were covered completely.

The biggest surprise of whole week I got, dear diary, when a mystery guest appeared. But he doesn’t fool me. There was the huge and gorgeous body of Igor Ballyhoo. He escaped from the Rebeca Bashly Abuse and Mental Health Treatment Facility for avatars, just to bring me a kiss for my rez week. How sweet is that?

On the seventh day of my rezweek, dear diary, I rest and saw it was good.

PS:

I try to rest, dear diary but my friends begged and begged and begged. Now tonight I was not in the mood anymore to jump in somewhere so I found me a nice quiet empty piece of land next door to Quan Lavender in Malibu and not soon after my dear friends fall out of the sky to be with me, my dear brother Lemonodo, Cherry Manga, Claudia Jewel, Pixels Sideways, Scottius Polke, Iono Allen and the gang who was with me all week. Of course I also asked dear Quan to come over but she was too busy undressing from her Cat suit she had on earlier that night for the Cat Carnival in LEA 20. Only late at night we made maybe a little bit too much noise, but I really told all my friends: “we have to stop at midnight when my rez week s over”.

Fuschia Nightfire: Quan just posted on FB: “Stalkers at my home right now! Nice people! And as you can see, several are in my friendlist!”

Thirza Ember: This is someone’s house? It looks like a field. Where are the horses

SaveMe Oh: Horses coming

Thirza Ember: She sent to me also

Fuschia Nightfire: Is that supposed to make us go?

Thirza Ember: She is a true journalist. She reaches out to the public. I could learn a lot

SaveMe Oh: I can’t read it, she blocked me on FB

Thirza Ember: Now you know how Marma feels when I say something clever. Except… not really.

Fuschia Nightfire: Oh blimey, I was thinking about going to bed, now I feel I have to stay longer

Cat Shilova: Equestrian art!!

Snow: It’s a snapshot with the list of avatars here, obviously friends in bold

SaveMe Oh: Cat is not her friend? What happened?

Cat Shilova: Just noticed a blank in my friendlist

SaveMe Oh: It happens sometimes

Fuschia Nightfire: Is this actually Quan’s land?

Thirza Ember: No, look at the address

Fuschia Nightfire: That is what I thought

Thirza Ember: This is up for rent

Cat Shilova: So we are listed

Fuschia Nightfire: So she can’t really say we are stalking her at her home

SaveMe Oh: This is free land. One day I was kicked out to here and I loved the grass.

Snow: Yep fuschia, we are stallking and stop

Cat Shilova: Are we doomed?

Rafts Drift Apart

You know the feeling of having people on your friends list who you suspect of only being there to avoid a conflict? The people who use the credo “If you can’t beat them, join them?” As notorious drama queen and walking piece of art I have such a relation with Eupalinos Ugajin. He is for ages on my friends list but I can’t remember of having ever a normal conversation with him. Eupalinos Ugajin is the wannabe Salvador Dali in Secondlife who’s work normally is the result of a repeated recipe of throwing 10 items in a blender that have nothing to with each other, for example strawberry, koala, Monsanto beans, submarine, highschool skirts, dead Indians, expressomachine, nuclear waste, motherships and elephant poo. With this elephant poo he glues everything together and want us to watch it so we can say “oh, how surreal” or “ah, I’m getting gaga from the dada in my upcoming fluxus”.

When I am performing somewhere he always does his best to come with even something more monstrous as the friend of my former friend was wearing in my last post (see under this post).

As I said before I was some days ago in a good mood and offered him in a very gentle way a petit little lovely raft that I had in my inventory, but at once he had no more escape for continuing playing mister good guy as he had to ask his boss, Cica Ghost (or Bryn Oh as some say) for permission. He, for ages on my friends list, had to tell me that 2/3 of the other participating artists might run away when I participated. I took my conclusion and drop the petit little love raft back in my inventory and start participating without asking permission.

 

Angel of wrath

This draw 2 nights in a row so much attention that hardly anybody was having a look at the dead things that were floating in the water of LEA 20. All kind of friends came out to see my live action work and when Eupalinos Ugajin would ever had a face it would be green and yellow of envy so it was just waiting for the hidden officer of law and order to come out. After I entertain the Italian connection the first night with Luce Laval, Pallina Loon and Samira Tammas, second night I spent hours with my connected minds Mikati Slade and Cat Shilova before it was time for this sad little reason mastermind Eupalinos Ugajin could come up with to ban me.

Eupalinos Ugajin: SaveMe,  we need to work on the boat so please move a bit.

SaveMe Oh: I don’t see a boat. Which boat?

Eupalinos Ugajin: So you won’t move I guess?

Eupalinos Ugajin: yes/no?

SaveMe Oh: I don’t know what boat, which way to move and who are we?

 

You are no longer allowed here and have been ejected.

Eupalinos Ugajin ejected you from this land.

 

Eupalinos Ugajin: new medal 🙂

Eupalinos Ugajin: not too heavy I hope

Kill the clown

Later that night:

SaveMe Oh: Have you already fixed the boat? Then unban me.

Eupalinos Ugajin: no ^^

SaveMe Oh: no, not fixed the boat, or no, I will not unban you?

 

Today I found out that I was still banned, that Eupalinos Ugajin had disappeared from my friends list, just as Quan Lavender (don’t ask me why). And funny enough, when you open the info about the land you find one ALLOWED resident. Guess…..yes, Quan Lavender.

This trouble amongst friends is not easy is an understatement and I almost got deaf from the silence of my other friends. Or are they also on my list trembling if they are next?

But I think I can live with the left 1/3. And what should I do with virtual flowers when LEA wants to thank me for being the wistle blower on LEA 25 and 28? (did you notice they closed those sims?)

Waiting For The Jehovah’s Witness

A modern variation of Samuel Beckett absurdist play Waiting for Godot.

Now picture a poor wandering musician who is the favourite doggie of artspammer Cat Boucher in Secondlife. You know the kind; the one who try to tell you every day they have the concert of the century. When I made a remark about her spamming she send me her doggie Silas Scarborough / Alan Stewart Fraser. What followed was a masterpiece of which I am sure it will be top of the bill in all worldwide theatres who stage Beckett, Ionesco and Jarry.

Act 1

Alan Stewart Fraser walks inside a circus ring where the diva SaveMe Oh is swinging high above him as the world famous trapeze artist when he start barking at her.

Alan Stewart Fraser: Just a self-justifying griefer. Not original in any way.

Alan Stewart Fraser: Another two-bit attention slut in a virtual world that’s full of them

Alan Stewart Fraser: Cheap, hackneyed, unoriginal, mundane – simple enough for you?

Alan Stewart Fraser: Your greatest resemblance is to Jehovah’s Witnesses. They live for abuse as well.

Alan Stewart Fraser: I expect you google most of what you do. It’s certainly not original.

SaveMe, who hardly plays attention to him shows a nasty smile and continues high above him communicating on her Ipad to the world.

SaveMe Oh: not so quick, I have to copy and paste everything on Facebook

Alan Stewart Fraser: Of course you don’t make your own material. Just another Jehovah’s Witness pretending to be an artist.

Edward Folger, SaveMe’s catcher hangs upside down rehearsing his movements.

Edward Folger: This is so true – I have seen all the same stuff done upside down by Yo ImFine

Alan Stewart Fraser: She gives to art what a dog gives another animal when it sniffs its ass to say hello.

Then the Ant Tamer Larkworthy walks in and hear what is said. She try’s to calm down the overheated musician.

Larkworthy Antfarm:  Jehovah’s witnesses wearing ratty fur coats came to my door. I squirted them with my garden hose. Shall I do that to you Save Me? Or is it Silas who needs cooling off? Seriously, dude. You are asking for one of those bacon burger sized heart attack

Alan Stewart Fraser: I’m not bent, I’m amused. By the way, I’ve been quite active in some of the things you have mentioned. Careful with your judgment unless you know the material.

Larkworthy Antfarm: I am not judging just saying if you are gonna die of a heart attack make the thing you were mad about worth it. You got good old fashioned righteous anger and there are places where that’s needed. In an SL environment it just makes me laugh all the more at the silliness I witness.

Edward Folger: OO … ooo … flame war over nothing! SaveMe triumphs again

Alan Stewart Fraser: The only triumph she will ever have is when art museums start scraping their collections off the sidewalk.

Larkworthy Antfarm:  Silas I have been to your shows. You are talented. But for the audience an SL live music event is not compelling to participate in. It is an animated stream. Click on, go vacuum or do the excise bike. Great music. If you talk to audiences, they aren’t there half the time. Paid cheerleaders throw up party pack gestures that say what a hot babe the musician is. Fake atmosphere. Do anything unexpected, you get banned. I have been testing by jumping onstage and dancing with the musicians. It gets ya banned even when the musician gave permission in advance. And that is dancing in some outlandish monkey suit or as a crow. Or spitting donuts. These things get me banned at music events. While being hunched over AFK does not, Yawn. Enbrace the new world order. Or wake us up when the old world is over.

Alan Stewart Fraser: She comes to shows to disrupt them and acts like it’s art. Then she whines about mistreatment when she’s banned. It’s idiotic. What she does is considerably more disruptive than the things you mentioned. She’s just another griefer in a monkey suit.

Larkworthy Antfarm: But I get banned for these least offenses. For throwing panties. Yes I have a panty thrower. Heaven forbid I ever use it to shower a musician with silly praise.

Alan Stewart Fraser: People used to throw lingerie in my gigs all the time! There are lots of venues run by cranks these days.

Larkworthy Antfarm: Live music is not fun for viewers. Save Me shows up and an event is fun for a few minutes. Out of joint noses aside, it is not the end of the SL world for her to splatter our screens with mayhem. You all get your chance to play in the drama by getting all self-righteous and pronouncing punishment on her in a silly ritual that very much resembles religion.

Alan Stewart Fraser: She has a simple choice: if you don’t like it, leave.

Larkworthy Antfarm: She always does. And who do we remember? The person whose show she disrupted of course.

Larkworthy Antfarm: How much fun it was to watch the silly reactions of grown adults on multiple computers across the world. Come on. That’s not a small accomplishment on her part.

Then from high above Edward hanging still upside down screams:

Edward Folger: btw my first response was a joke – Yo ImFine is SaveMe Oh upside down. Not knowing that you were Silas, Alan, I thought you were being ironic as well. I hope you find a more rigidly regulated environment for your performances in the future.

Alan Stewart Fraser: What a hoax. She’s in service to art and artists benefit when she trashes them? In fact she is a flaming hypocrite and seeks only to publicise herself when she stages her little protests and disrupts an act. However, if anyone protests her mindless

A clown shows up riding her donkey, they both fart loud and she says:

Cat Shilova: If the protests are so little, why bother?

Alan Stewart Fraser: She threw out a public insult and I responded. From that there has been nothing but self-righteous indignation from the cheesy little hypocrite. She will never be any more than a flyspeck on Andy Kaufman’s ass.

Then the donkey starts to talk:

Donkey Bob Johnson: SaveMe is laughing her ass off now hearing this thread…and i don’t mean it in a ‘good way’.

Cat Shilova: We have here a serious case of Morningtonism. Not sure it can be cured.

Donkey Bob Johnson: Nah. just let it run its course.

SaveMe Oh:  Many people say my ass is the most beautiful part of my body, so I never laugh it off.

Donkey Bob Johnson: Define ‘people’.

Alan Stewart Fraser: Such victims. This gets funnier by the moment.

Donkey Bob Johnson: Define ‘gets’.

Donkey Bob Johnson: Is very susceptible to pointless absurdity in direct proportion to the amount of sleep deprivation she’s experiencing. just sayin’…

Alan Stewart Fraser: SaveMe, You said you would commit suicide as a result of it. Promises, promises.

SaveMe Oh:  If you were following the real artists you would know I commited more or less weekly a suicide.

Alan Stewart Fraser: I don’t follow anyone. I’ll leave that to you and your chipmunks.

Then a complete surprised visitor enters the circus and screams to SaveMe:

Aneli Abeyante: Only you,surréaliste