Tersanctus
17-02-2004, 11:38
I was working inthe fields one day...as a Mod rode up on a horse.
"Old Woman!" they cried.
"Man!" I cried in Reply.
"Oh sorry, was there some flaming going on here recently?" he asked
"Im 22"
"What?"
"Im 22, Im not old.."
"Well I cant just say 'Nationstates Player.'"
"You could say Tersanctus....its right there on the upper left hand corner of this thread..."
"Well, I didnt know you were called that."
"You didnt bother to look did you?"
"Well from the massive amounts of threads in this forum...."
"What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior ..."
"Well, I am a Mod."
"A what?"
"A Mod. A Moderator,...I make sure everyone is following the rules on the forums..."
"Oh right,...a moderator....I take it you have the options to lock and delete and tell everyone what to do...And howd you get that? By exploiting the players!! But hanging on to outdated "Lets all play nice" dogma that perpetuates the social and RPing differnces in our forums! If theres EVER going to be any change.."
Another Player appears.
"Tersanctus, theres some lovely rubbish to flame down here! Oh! How'd ya do!"
"How'd ya do, other Nationstates Player. I am Moderator of this Forum Can you tell me if theirs been any violations of.."
"Moderator of what?"
"The forums...of the Players."
"Who are the players?"
"All of us are...we are all Nationstates Players.."
I winked at my fellow player.
"..and I am your Moderator."
"Ohh. I didnt know we had a Moderator,...I thought we were jusr RPers.."
"Youre fooling yourself, were in a Free-form Writing class, a self-perpetuating Attocracy for a Writer to advertise his book...."
"There you go with the Propaganda again!"
"Please Please people! I am in haste...has their been any violation of the..."
"We dont know....We dont really have a problem if people do break the rules...."
"What....than who is your Moderator?"
"We dont have one"
"We just sort of look out for one another.. I told you, We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune, we take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week."
"Yes" said the Mod
"... But all the decision of that officer ..." I said
"Yes, I see.." the Mod said.
" ... must be approved at a bi-weekly meeting by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs."
"Be quiet" roared the Mod.
"... but a two-thirds majority ..." I went on.
"Be quiet! I order you to shut up." Yelled the Mod.
"Order, eh -- who does he think he is?" said the other Player.
"I am a Moderator." he replied
"Well, I didnt vote for you." said the other player.
"You dont vote for Mods." He replied
"Well, how did you become a Mod, then?" The other player asked.
"The Admin in a Server room, clad in the purest umm....anyways, they sent me a Telegram, signifying that I, by divine providence, was too be a Moderator!"
"Is Frank in? Hed be able too deal with this one." said the other player.
"Look, strange "Admins" sitting on Chairs in places thousands of miles away, is no basis for a system of Government, Supreme Mod-xecutive power derives from a mandate of the Masses, not some fanciful Telegram being sent from a Server Room." I replied
"Be quiet!" The Mod yelled again
"You cant expect to weild supreme Mod-xecutive Power, just because some Admin typed a few codes and commands into a keyboard."
"Shut up!" He roared again
"I mean if I walked around saying I was Emperor just because some author decided I was nice online."
"Thats it! Im locking this thread!!" roared the Mod.
"AH...NOW we see the the Violence inherit in the system!" I replied.
"Wont even give the other players a chance too make a humourous response..."
"Thats it! Its getting locked, deleted, AND Your an Ex-Nation now Biatch!!"
"Help! Help! Im being repressed!!
"Thats it! Come Patsy!" The Mod said as he rode off.
"Did you see him repressing me, then? That's what I've been on about ..." I said as they rode off.
"Old Woman!" they cried.
"Man!" I cried in Reply.
"Oh sorry, was there some flaming going on here recently?" he asked
"Im 22"
"What?"
"Im 22, Im not old.."
"Well I cant just say 'Nationstates Player.'"
"You could say Tersanctus....its right there on the upper left hand corner of this thread..."
"Well, I didnt know you were called that."
"You didnt bother to look did you?"
"Well from the massive amounts of threads in this forum...."
"What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior ..."
"Well, I am a Mod."
"A what?"
"A Mod. A Moderator,...I make sure everyone is following the rules on the forums..."
"Oh right,...a moderator....I take it you have the options to lock and delete and tell everyone what to do...And howd you get that? By exploiting the players!! But hanging on to outdated "Lets all play nice" dogma that perpetuates the social and RPing differnces in our forums! If theres EVER going to be any change.."
Another Player appears.
"Tersanctus, theres some lovely rubbish to flame down here! Oh! How'd ya do!"
"How'd ya do, other Nationstates Player. I am Moderator of this Forum Can you tell me if theirs been any violations of.."
"Moderator of what?"
"The forums...of the Players."
"Who are the players?"
"All of us are...we are all Nationstates Players.."
I winked at my fellow player.
"..and I am your Moderator."
"Ohh. I didnt know we had a Moderator,...I thought we were jusr RPers.."
"Youre fooling yourself, were in a Free-form Writing class, a self-perpetuating Attocracy for a Writer to advertise his book...."
"There you go with the Propaganda again!"
"Please Please people! I am in haste...has their been any violation of the..."
"We dont know....We dont really have a problem if people do break the rules...."
"What....than who is your Moderator?"
"We dont have one"
"We just sort of look out for one another.. I told you, We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune, we take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week."
"Yes" said the Mod
"... But all the decision of that officer ..." I said
"Yes, I see.." the Mod said.
" ... must be approved at a bi-weekly meeting by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs."
"Be quiet" roared the Mod.
"... but a two-thirds majority ..." I went on.
"Be quiet! I order you to shut up." Yelled the Mod.
"Order, eh -- who does he think he is?" said the other Player.
"I am a Moderator." he replied
"Well, I didnt vote for you." said the other player.
"You dont vote for Mods." He replied
"Well, how did you become a Mod, then?" The other player asked.
"The Admin in a Server room, clad in the purest umm....anyways, they sent me a Telegram, signifying that I, by divine providence, was too be a Moderator!"
"Is Frank in? Hed be able too deal with this one." said the other player.
"Look, strange "Admins" sitting on Chairs in places thousands of miles away, is no basis for a system of Government, Supreme Mod-xecutive power derives from a mandate of the Masses, not some fanciful Telegram being sent from a Server Room." I replied
"Be quiet!" The Mod yelled again
"You cant expect to weild supreme Mod-xecutive Power, just because some Admin typed a few codes and commands into a keyboard."
"Shut up!" He roared again
"I mean if I walked around saying I was Emperor just because some author decided I was nice online."
"Thats it! Im locking this thread!!" roared the Mod.
"AH...NOW we see the the Violence inherit in the system!" I replied.
"Wont even give the other players a chance too make a humourous response..."
"Thats it! Its getting locked, deleted, AND Your an Ex-Nation now Biatch!!"
"Help! Help! Im being repressed!!
"Thats it! Come Patsy!" The Mod said as he rode off.
"Did you see him repressing me, then? That's what I've been on about ..." I said as they rode off.