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I discover, not without a hint of bitterness mixed with irony, that there are people (I guess idiots) who comes to paying someone else, playing, take care of her avatar on Second Life or WoW. The profession of the avatar sitter comes to generating the tidy sum of € 1000 per month, more than they take home an average non-stageur Nobel. Goes beyond that we really are in good shape! Elton John that he is right? And if, by now lost the light of reason and hidden in the darkest folds of the network, shut down the Internet for five years was not really that fucked up?
Let's be serious, Elton. The internet is for work and are now in the world to shoot. Some things are funny provocations, a metaphorical pair of glasses with rhinestones and feathers that we wear every so often just to say that things could be different. Logical that they could. Would be enough to completely upset the whole fabric of reality as we know it and return to the levels of 60 years ago, the movement of people and things. Not bad at all.
But then it happens that I feel 'these things sitting avatars to 1000 € / month (but there are also "tailors" on 300th / m, "architects" 500 and "photographers" do not know how to ...) I read of the attacks Second Life terror against the "dictatorial regime of Linden, which generate virtual dead and I stop to think. But yeah, come on. Switch off all 'st'ambaradàn disgusting that you can not make shit! Slow down a moment and think more to men of flesh and bone.
Together with others, which can only be called pioneers, I was among the first to play online games with your PC to something (Trade Wars in the late '80s, even on Boada Bulletin System, the legendary Hal BBS Varese, there is a memorial site www.halbbs.it) to dive in and dreaming of Gibson cyberpunk eating neural implants to live with virtual reality "from within". With the PC I had fun, excited - strange but possible - and I also personally knew a bit 'of people. It was a time when everything seemed possible and perhaps it was also a special moment to be special as they know only the university years.
Where am I going to parry? Today I do not know mica, which will be August 2, tomorrow is the last day of work before the holidays and there is a club to do that or maybe I remembered to have at home comman & Conquer 3 for 360 and he had not yet given a look. I am an asshole? Here you go.