Looks Like Co-op Love

Day 4,646, 07:57 Published in USA USA by RF Williams


Looks Like Co-op Love



I couldn't decide which super-schmaltzy old school video would best provide my musical leitmotiv for today.

There were so many to choose from. I wanted it to be slightly cinematic in an old school sort of way, deal with themes of solidarity, and not be too obvious. I finally boiled it down to 3 possibilities that might be good to choose from...


Maybe something fairly obvious like the old Johnny Lee song "Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places?" From back when a movie featuring a song like that, dealing with faux cowboys, only conjured up "Brokeback" scenarios for a select audience....


Looking for Love




"...if I give you my heart, promise you'll be gentle"





Or perhaps a simple, catchy 80's pop anthem would be best, like Huey Lewis and the News doing "The Power of Love", with its ironically kinda retro-retro 50's bop sound and lyrics that, somewhat strangely, fit my case very nicely?...

The Power of Love



"Don't need no credit card to ride this train...."




Or maybe my topic just needed an esoteric laid-back background sort of feel, like the original Willis Alan Ramsey version of "Muskrat Candlelight"? I don't think it was ever used in a movie, but later versions of it popped up at folks' high school proms enough times to give a sort of cinematic panache...


Muskrat Candlelight



"And they whirled and they twirled and they tangoed..."



Three great choices? Which one to pick? Decisions, decisions, decisions.

I'd say that generally speaking I am quite indecisive, but then again I'm not always sure about that. I was just saying to myself the other day, "Self, you need to work on your indecisiveness." But then on second thought, I realized that maybe I didn't need to. A lot of my friends do tell me that I can never make up my mind about stuff, and that in order to actually get something done, I need to be able to pick one thing over another. I'm not sure how I feel about that.







Anyway, I wanted to share a few thoughts about Co-ops.






For lots of fantastic background on the concept of eRep Co-ops, browse through "The Collider", newspaper of Wilhelm Röntgen. He was twice eUSA Prez, 7 times SFP Chair, and founder of both the eUS National Co-op and the Socialist Freedom Party Co-op.

He is also a priest of the Church of Latter Day Harambe, but that's not relevant to this topic, so forget I mentioned it, OK?

Our current country prez, President Krapis, has also written about co-ops, in his case how the US Workers Party has adopted the concept. Check out that article: "Building a Better Cooperative".

So there's 3 co-op's you can check out. Which is best? Who could say, really? They're all good and worthy attempts at implementing cooperative principles in a fun and useful way in eRepublik.

Personally, I am prone to hard-core anarko-commie e-socialist freedom-loving internationalism and have a love for corny old country songs and post-modernist punk rock tunes that have some kind of melodic sensibility but are still a little edgy but in a cinematic kind of way (so, basically, Green Day). Given that, I was naturally drawn more to the SFP Co-op than the others. Since the SFP is protected by the power of love, it's a safe space to explore muskrat love in all the wrong places. If you catch my drift. Or something like that.








Anyway, after being quite inactive following my latest return from semi-retirement from the game I finally dove in and joined the SFP Co-op.

It was one of the best decisions I've made.

A super-nice group of folks gave me good advice on how to boost my production. They provided the capital to buy 40 Q4 weapons raw material factories that I could WAM. (I find having employees quite tedious.) And there is a kind of "open door" policy with regard to paying back into the fund. In other words, no pressure, just lots of kind help, both in terms of advice and cash.

Practically before I knew it, I was raking in the faux-USD, upgrading a few other companies, buying 10G every day, doing more training, going for longer bike rides, practicing more advanced qi gong routines, getting a super-nice haircut, upgrading my wardrobe and starting to get, well, you know what I mean I think, interested looks from some of the cuter folks out on the street, even though I am, myself, rather ancient.

And I hope to be contributing regularly back into the co-op pot soon as well.



So if you are like me, someone who re-booted their eRep experience but never really got the hang of being an e-workaholic, maybe never spends money on it, or, perhaps is a genuinely new noobie, I would highly recommend joining one of the Co-ops.

It will give you a really nice boost. And it is totally non-partisan. So you don't have to worry about being stealthily transformed into a raging violent anarchist or anything.









Oh. Almost forgot. I imagine that my e-arch-enemy George Pumpkinette is reading this, his poison pen poised even now to accuse me of terrible, terrible crimes like lifting jokes from the internet, saying something nice about Emerick about a hundred years ago, being friends with Rainy Sunday, making snarky remarks about Ajay Bruno, and not being fond of cops.


So, solely for the purpose of annoying George as much as possible, I found the following joke about co-operation and am simply pasting it in here, without even modifying it to be more relevant to an eRep conceptual framework:



'The coach grimaced as he watched his young ice hockey team. At one point during the game, he called one of his 7-year-old players aside and asked, "Do you understand what cooperation is? What a team is?" The little boy nodded affirmatively...

"Do you understand that what matters is not whether we win or lose, but how we play together as a team?"

The little boy nodded once more.

"So..." the coach continued. "I'm sure you know that when a penalty is called, you shouldn't argue, curse, attack the referee, or call him a pecker-head. Do you understand all that?"

Again the little boy nodded.

He continued, "And when I call you off the ice so that another boy gets a chance to play, it's not good sportsmanship to call your coach a dumb asshole, is it?"

The little boy nodded yet again.

"Good." said the coach. "Now go over there and explain all that to your mother."'








Peace. Love. Friendship.

Yr sometimes-correspondent and always-friend,
RFW





Join the SFP!
You'll be glad you did.





Or not. Or whatever. I don't really care all that much. But no, really, we're a super-great group. You'll love it. Or maybe not...