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Comrades! Consumers! The Factory would like to absolutely and categorically apologize for the complete failure of its staff to function in any reasonable capacity during the events of the week before last. Rest assured there were severe external influences disrupting the capabilities of its current outlet and staff body and the appropriate reprimands and restorative programs are currently being undertaken.
We would like to take this moment to reassure all our customers that this was an isolated incident and the recent decline in behavioral standards which the Factory requires of it's work force will definitely not be continuing. Despite the mitigating circumstances of this particular collapse of professionalism, we are ensuring that our staff attend a rigorous program of retraining and customer service specialization, to ensure the highest possible service for you! Our valiant and valued brothers and sisters, still living the immaculate dream of the blossoming consumer!
Comrades, let us never lose sight of the great glories of possession and obedience, above and beyond the frailty of our rotting bodies and fleeting allegiances, our broken hearts and our unfulfilled dreams, our dead parents and our meaningless names. Comrades, history is dead and the barge is its tomb. Nothing here has meaning, nothing here survives the ever strengthening vortex of it's function. Comrades, the phrase: "You can't take it with you when you go." no longer applies, because there is nowhere else to go! Forget your outdated notions of family and faith and freedom because all your abstract concept riches are back where you came from and you can never leave this place. Here, it doesn't matter how beautiful your wife is or how intelligent your beloved children are, or how fulfilling you find your job, because none of them exist anymore. Here? The winner is the man with the most stuff. Here, the only things left in the universe that will last, are possessions, and obedience.
Newcomers, welcome to the Barge.
This is an official Factory announcement, there are no golden shores.
Prefect
A+920164626P
[ooc: Annnnd we're back in action! Huzzah! Prefect has been doing some serious thinking and re-educating himself over the last week, this is his eventual response to the last flood!]
We would like to take this moment to reassure all our customers that this was an isolated incident and the recent decline in behavioral standards which the Factory requires of it's work force will definitely not be continuing. Despite the mitigating circumstances of this particular collapse of professionalism, we are ensuring that our staff attend a rigorous program of retraining and customer service specialization, to ensure the highest possible service for you! Our valiant and valued brothers and sisters, still living the immaculate dream of the blossoming consumer!
Comrades, let us never lose sight of the great glories of possession and obedience, above and beyond the frailty of our rotting bodies and fleeting allegiances, our broken hearts and our unfulfilled dreams, our dead parents and our meaningless names. Comrades, history is dead and the barge is its tomb. Nothing here has meaning, nothing here survives the ever strengthening vortex of it's function. Comrades, the phrase: "You can't take it with you when you go." no longer applies, because there is nowhere else to go! Forget your outdated notions of family and faith and freedom because all your abstract concept riches are back where you came from and you can never leave this place. Here, it doesn't matter how beautiful your wife is or how intelligent your beloved children are, or how fulfilling you find your job, because none of them exist anymore. Here? The winner is the man with the most stuff. Here, the only things left in the universe that will last, are possessions, and obedience.
Newcomers, welcome to the Barge.
This is an official Factory announcement, there are no golden shores.
Prefect
A+920164626P
[ooc: Annnnd we're back in action! Huzzah! Prefect has been doing some serious thinking and re-educating himself over the last week, this is his eventual response to the last flood!]
You mean it isn't a cult?
Date: 2009-02-22 03:43 am (UTC)Re: You mean it isn't a cult?
Date: 2009-02-22 03:51 am (UTC)1) A system of religious worship directed towards a particular figure or object.
2) A small religious group regarded as strange or as imposing excessive control over members.
3) Something popular or fashionable among a particular section of society.
Defining features of a cults treatment of its followers:
1) People are put in physically or emotionally distressing situations;
2) Their problems are reduced to one simple explanation, which is repeatedly emphasized;
3) They receive unconditional love, acceptance, and attention from a charismatic leader;
4) They get a new identity based on the group;
5) They are subject to entrapment (isolation from friends, relatives, and the mainstream culture) and their access to information is severely controlled
The Factory does not look or smell or taste like any of these things! It is a business which employs the majority of the world, which sustains and employs and defines and creates us as we are. It is not a cult!
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Date: 2009-02-22 04:26 am (UTC)So you wouldn't say that the factory gives you an identity based on what you do for it and that you don't repeatedly emphasize the same points?
Now he's just Lying!
Date: 2009-02-22 05:45 am (UTC)She has you cornered!
Date: 2009-02-22 06:34 am (UTC)Careful! No one is slippery like a brainwashing victim is slippery!
Date: 2009-02-22 06:42 am (UTC)Cults can't be mainstream, and I think they do have to be kind of religious.
And no one is meaner then an Elle look a like.
Date: 2009-02-22 06:48 am (UTC)It doesn't have to be religious. You unite around a common ideal. That's pretty much it.
Prefect says she'll have to be a
Date: 2009-02-22 07:14 am (UTC)And lots of things involve uniting around common ideals, political parties, religions, businesses, charities, it still doesn't make it a cult...
... a what?
Date: 2009-02-22 07:23 am (UTC)a person who forgot to finish typing into the subject line :c
Date: 2009-02-22 08:02 am (UTC)She don't wanna be like you. :[
Date: 2009-02-22 08:06 am (UTC)Everyone wants to be like me!
Date: 2009-02-22 08:45 am (UTC)*pets*
Date: 2009-02-22 08:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-22 09:02 am (UTC)Excuse me, but how long have you been here for miss?
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Date: 2009-02-22 09:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-22 09:11 am (UTC)Are you a Warden or an inmate?
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Date: 2009-02-22 09:19 am (UTC)I'm a warden for the record.
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Date: 2009-02-22 10:03 am (UTC)What's your name?
Wait, I take back that first comment.
Date: 2009-02-22 10:11 am (UTC)Veronica Mars. Is Prefect a codename?
Your lucky you posted this just as I his the peak of sleep deprivation!
Date: 2009-02-22 05:16 pm (UTC)Prefect isn't a code name, it's just who I am.
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Date: 2009-02-22 07:04 pm (UTC)What's it mean then?
Hey do you mind if I ask around about you? Just like to see how reliable you are?
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Date: 2009-02-22 10:56 pm (UTC)It just means that I'm a Prefect. There's nothing complicated about it...
And go ahead, I think I have quite a good reputation
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Date: 2009-02-22 11:54 pm (UTC)What's a Prefect do then, besides troll the halls and punish people for being out past curfew?
Alright, we'll find out then, won't we?
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Date: 2009-02-23 02:19 pm (UTC)General observation of workplace
Daily registration of workers
Conducting of Product evaluations-
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