Here's the word. Get ready for taxes, the ultimate virus, to attack stuff like Second Life.

Wonderful.

I would feel much better about this if the government actually knew what the hell it was doing with the money it already collects instead of trying to find more.

And for those of you who think this is reasonable, then you're obviously not being taxed enough. Feel free to donate the amount that will make you feel better about yourselves. I'm sure a call to any government agency, local or federal, will get you all the info you need about how to make a donation that will soothe your aching conscience.

Just leave the rest of us the fuck out of it.

P.S. Although this commenter on Digg where I found the article, may actually have the right of it.

Well, I've done it. I went ahead and signed up for Second Life.

I am Widgett Wombat.

Yeah, I know. It's like the hero from a 1940s sci-fi radio show on shrooms, isn't it?

Anyway, what I have found is that the Second Life experience really isn't much different from the First Life experience. In both realities, I have all of these tools and power and ability, but with no clear way on how to use them all. So if you see a shmoe all in black trying to figure out how to build objects and doing it badly…that's probably me.

If you're in there, ping me in-world if it please you. I have plans and they will develop as they unfold. Or if you join up, tell em I referred you. What I want to do will cost game-money to pull off. I need land. And then I need ability.

God help me.

Musical Postscript: It's no mystery that I love mashups. Hell, Dark Blue Monstropolis is nearly completely built around the idea. "Stand Up and Ring My Doorbell" is a mash of Ludacris and White Stripes. And thankfully, it's a mashup that sounds to be uncensored. There's nothing that takes you out of a groove faster than a big dead space where a "shit" or a "fuck" once lived. I understand these are getting radio play, but can we get a "dirty" version for those of us who can hear such words without our worldviews collapsing? Anyway, mini-rant ends. Found that song via Between Thought and Expression.