Seizing Bulls

Day 2,182, 23:48 Published in USA USA by Aeriadne

To learn which questions are unanswerable,
and not to answer them:
this skill is most needful
in times of stress and darkness.



Candidating
A funny thing happened on IRC today. A spontaneous, round table discussion erupted between myself and an old friend of mine concerning our respective bids for LAP Party President.

Oh. Right. Sorry. I'm campaigning to be President of the Liberty Advancement Party. I suppose I should announce that.


Go me.

Anyways.

As Custer said on our Party's forum and as I pretty much agreed with, am I really the best the party can do? LAP has a problem, and it's one all new parties start off with and which can ultimately kill them if they don't nip it in the bud over the first few months of their formation (RIP Libertarians). This problem is one of passionate leadership.

I am in no way unqualified for the job of Party President. I've held that position at least 3 times prior in the game in various parties. I think it was four, but it's not like you get medals for that shit. And that's exactly my point.

You get a medal for being in Congress. You get a medal for being Country President. You get no medal for being Party President. There are various mechanical reasons why this has never been feasible, but to be honest it's one of the biggest reasons that being a Party President sucks.

There are certain lanes you can walk in this game to gain prestige and experience for better things, certain ladders you should climb if you're looking for better opportunities and certain ladders you should stay away from because they don't lead anywhere.

Veterans of the game know that being elected Party President or being given the cabinet position of Secretary of Education, Interior, or Media are wonderful ways for you to do a shit ton of work over the next month and essentially not get any credit for it. And you all know the old saying...


...not to mention the ensuing hilarity that comes from writing a movie based on a Steven King novel.

What I am trying to say is this: I am perfectly capable of doing the job. I will gladly coast through another Party President term, providing subtle entertainment to a new party while mainly focusing on my tasks as Minster of Foreign Affairs. Joys will be had, lulz will ensue, and by the end of the month, we'll all get off from the gentle Green Circle joy ride of a month we had with PP and no one will be the worse off for it.

But my heart won't be in it.

Even Custer has said as much. Our heydays were a while ago, back when Custer was getting milfags into Congress for the first time and pioneering the AMP and I was stirring homoerotic giggles up in the UIP. But those days are past us, and our focuses lie elsewhere.

Simply put... we're freaking old. And you don't want that. It's not what the Liberty Advancement Party needs, and it's not what will help us grow.

To that end, I have selected TellUrGrlThx as my Vice Party President.


Adorable.

LAP is at a critical stage right now, and the most important thing that can be done for it is the creation of a thriving community. No community, no culture. No culture, no reason to join. No reason to join, and we die. Simple as that. We need a thriving under belly of hungry and hard-working newfolk to really want to be Party President and drive the party somewhere, because as much I've said that a Party Presidency can be a dead end it is also an important one. Embroiling oneself into the pot of party politics is a necessary first step. And once the filth of that wonderful land of mystery has been laid bare upon your skin, you may then wash yourself of it's mess and proceed onwards to bigger and better things.

It's about building experience and building a stable environment to foster the ambition of newer players. We must have have a ravenous underclass, and a shining, gleaming gentry to trot about and say "No... this is how you Bernie."


References ahoy!

Think of TellUrGrlThx as the Darth Zannah to my Darth Bane. He shall shadow my steps, walking in the midnight paths of yesteryear I carved from crying Kazeals and broken dreams. He shall sip at the sweet teat of terror and glean from my wisdom and unholy knowledge of the dark things which cause a party to turn and prosper. From my hands he shall lick the sweat of calloused toils I have wrought throughout my many lives, and ingest a portion of that dark majesty into the very fiber of his being. By ravishing the...

Alright, you get the picture.

I will mold TUGT into a leader, and he shall rise to be the natural born leader the LAP desires next month. As the most frequent poster on our forums, and as the gentleman who is not afraid to sling shit right back at me, he's in the best position to do this job right with a bit of training. This month, I'm the wheels, and he is the bike, and I really need to just get over my use of metaphors because it's not endearing me to anyone.

More to come. Peeps in the LAP message me if you want to be a part of the cabinet (Nesterus, I'm looking at you). Now that I've made it clear how much I know about Party politics, it's time to sleep and then go back to my MoFA duties, where exuberantly older players than myself comment on how little I know and how stupid I look saying things like they properly should.

Peace out. 😁



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