Written 16 January, 2010
Second Life is Dead Again
Once again, a journalist has proclaimed Second Life's demise.
And yet, I still can’t help wondering what the point of all this is? Yes, these virtual recreations are magnificent and impressive, but once you’ve wandered around and seen the sights, what else is there to do?
There are no goals, no objectives, no points to be won or levels to be completed. Yes, there’s a degree of social interaction – although precious little of it....
The above is from Barry Collins of PC Pro. Collins, who seems to have spent 90% of his time in world wearing a collar on Zindra, feels Second Life's heyday is over-- even though the article's subtitle seems to put the lie to his premise:
It's desolate, dirty, and sex is outcast to a separate island. Barry Collins returns to Second Life to find out what went wrong, and why it’s raking in more cash than ever before.
Collins, who first visited and wrote about Second Life in 2006, made little attempt to meet and interact with people other than his dom. And clearly, the guy would have trouble attaching his freenis.
I walk and then fly around the landscape for ten minutes or so, but can’t find a single soul to shoot the breeze with.
I mean, c'mon, Barry! You didn't see the big Map and Search buttons at the bottom of your screen?
Elsewhere, I find nightclubs where “rough sex” is encouraged, while in another underground den I find a woman giving oral sex to a man in a Trainspotting-esque toilet cubicle.
I think the above sentence pretty much tells us one of Barry's reasons for returning to Second Life. He gets laid. The other reason? He gets a byline. But don't call it journalism!
As one wag noted in the article's comments, "[Barry], Second Life didn't fail you, you failed your Second Life."
Second Life is Dead Again
Once again, a journalist has proclaimed Second Life's demise.
And yet, I still can’t help wondering what the point of all this is? Yes, these virtual recreations are magnificent and impressive, but once you’ve wandered around and seen the sights, what else is there to do?
There are no goals, no objectives, no points to be won or levels to be completed. Yes, there’s a degree of social interaction – although precious little of it....
The above is from Barry Collins of PC Pro. Collins, who seems to have spent 90% of his time in world wearing a collar on Zindra, feels Second Life's heyday is over-- even though the article's subtitle seems to put the lie to his premise:
It's desolate, dirty, and sex is outcast to a separate island. Barry Collins returns to Second Life to find out what went wrong, and why it’s raking in more cash than ever before.
Collins, who first visited and wrote about Second Life in 2006, made little attempt to meet and interact with people other than his dom. And clearly, the guy would have trouble attaching his freenis.
I walk and then fly around the landscape for ten minutes or so, but can’t find a single soul to shoot the breeze with.
I mean, c'mon, Barry! You didn't see the big Map and Search buttons at the bottom of your screen?
Elsewhere, I find nightclubs where “rough sex” is encouraged, while in another underground den I find a woman giving oral sex to a man in a Trainspotting-esque toilet cubicle.
I think the above sentence pretty much tells us one of Barry's reasons for returning to Second Life. He gets laid. The other reason? He gets a byline. But don't call it journalism!
As one wag noted in the article's comments, "[Barry], Second Life didn't fail you, you failed your Second Life."
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