Stereotopica
07-02-2005, 12:07
ooc: Ok, for clarification, this is for fun...not meant to offend...look at the name of my nation...if you think you might be offended, there is a "back" button on most browsers. I would hit that now...anyway, on with the fun. If you feel that a certain race, religion, political idea, etc. has not been misrepresented enough, please tell me so I may keep things perfectly equal.
IC:
Stereotopica was a small peaceful nation, split into a few peaceful buroughs, each almost completely identical to the next. In fact, each bore the same name, each overseen by a mayor of roughly the same handsome build, possessing the same sauvely fashioned brown hair, and by a certain strange coincidence, possessing the exact same name, one Mr. John Smith. Each burough found its focal point at a key city, almost exactly but not quite in the center of each quaint province, each, by some flaw in planning, given the same name: Stereotopica City. Perhaps, it is true that the government ought have mapped out the country a bit better. And perhaps they might have considered giving different persons mayorship, if for nothing else than variety. And yet, to Stereotopica's citizens, it wasn't an entirely horrible place to live.
In each city, the demographic break up was just about, almost exactly, with maybe a smidge difference, the same. By an odd coincidence, relatively obese white males dominated the upper eschelons of society, handling the major decisions in said society themselves. One would think that they would be a startling menace to society, inforcing their views often upon others. And this would be the case, if not for the fact that they spent so much time golfing and bragging about their stuck up youth.
Unfortunately, these men did find enough time to shape the job market to their liking. For example, they shaped business in such a way that the black populace may only apply for one of three jobs: nightclub bouncer, illicit substance panderer, or, the most coveted job of the three: a well dressed man who appears on television to inform the greater populace that the greater population was greatly misinformed that the first two jobs were the only ones available.
At one point, there had been a vast hispanic population, doing society a great deal of good. However, after a flooding of propaganda that hispanics were lazy good for nothings, the entirety of hispanic Stereotopica took on a mass depression, refusing to leave their houses (ironically unintentionally perpetuating the propaganda). Without food, they soon died out, much to the chargrin of the bleeding heart liberals. As soon as they realized what was happening, the liberals quickly organized a protest. Unfortunately, it quickly floundered, as most did not remember what it was or why they were protesting. That is to say, it floundered in terms of people watching it. The protest itself carried on undetered.
All in all this was Stereotopica, a quaint, pleasant little country.
IC:
Stereotopica was a small peaceful nation, split into a few peaceful buroughs, each almost completely identical to the next. In fact, each bore the same name, each overseen by a mayor of roughly the same handsome build, possessing the same sauvely fashioned brown hair, and by a certain strange coincidence, possessing the exact same name, one Mr. John Smith. Each burough found its focal point at a key city, almost exactly but not quite in the center of each quaint province, each, by some flaw in planning, given the same name: Stereotopica City. Perhaps, it is true that the government ought have mapped out the country a bit better. And perhaps they might have considered giving different persons mayorship, if for nothing else than variety. And yet, to Stereotopica's citizens, it wasn't an entirely horrible place to live.
In each city, the demographic break up was just about, almost exactly, with maybe a smidge difference, the same. By an odd coincidence, relatively obese white males dominated the upper eschelons of society, handling the major decisions in said society themselves. One would think that they would be a startling menace to society, inforcing their views often upon others. And this would be the case, if not for the fact that they spent so much time golfing and bragging about their stuck up youth.
Unfortunately, these men did find enough time to shape the job market to their liking. For example, they shaped business in such a way that the black populace may only apply for one of three jobs: nightclub bouncer, illicit substance panderer, or, the most coveted job of the three: a well dressed man who appears on television to inform the greater populace that the greater population was greatly misinformed that the first two jobs were the only ones available.
At one point, there had been a vast hispanic population, doing society a great deal of good. However, after a flooding of propaganda that hispanics were lazy good for nothings, the entirety of hispanic Stereotopica took on a mass depression, refusing to leave their houses (ironically unintentionally perpetuating the propaganda). Without food, they soon died out, much to the chargrin of the bleeding heart liberals. As soon as they realized what was happening, the liberals quickly organized a protest. Unfortunately, it quickly floundered, as most did not remember what it was or why they were protesting. That is to say, it floundered in terms of people watching it. The protest itself carried on undetered.
All in all this was Stereotopica, a quaint, pleasant little country.