Postby ZaphodBurner » Sat Feb 04, 2012 1:24 pm
What this comes down to is that the virgins are going to have to have their shit together. Virgins: I'm sure you're all clueful and dialed in and you've read the Survival Guide, etc, which is awesome--I hereby promote you to Corporal Virgin--but by Friday you're going to encounter virgin-virgins who've only been there for a few hours, knocked back a few beers, and they're ready to PARTAY. WOOO!! ("Show me them titties!")
In 2004 there were something like 30,000 people. In 2012, there will be 30,000 virgins. They're not ALL going to be able to arrive on Thursday night so they can party all day Friday and Saturday and then go home on Sunday. ie, the Weekenders; the ones that show up looking for an ATM or the food court (and they're serious), or come to your camp asking if you have spare cups, water, gasoline or marijuana.
You can't be the group who decides you'll figure out how to put their dome structure together once they got to the playa, having never done it before, and find themselves having to do it in a 40mph dust storm with the help of the community around them.
Black Rock City 2012 is going to need virgins who aren't darktards; who don't dump their trash in the shitters or OD on somebody's couch; who don't cut in front of everybody in line at Exodus 'cause they're in, like, a hurry. In 2008, the dust storms were so long and so bad that they blotted out the sun and the burn almost couldn't happen. People panicked, gave up streamed for the gates, combined traffic jam with a blackout, and left a lot behind for their neighbors and campmates to clean up.
You might wake up Sunday morning to find that your neighbors are gone, and left filled trash bags behind. That's what happened to us. The city can absorb and embrace a small percentage of tourist yahoos, but, at any moment the BLM can pull the plug and tell everybody they have to go home.
This is not just hippie-dippie "the playa provides" feel-good e-playa bullshit, this is real. The desert doesn't give a fuck how precious your rave costumes are or how much fun your virginity entitles to have--neither does DPW, by the way--so, Corporal, make sure you pack extra work gloves and a warm coat.
THAT is what makes it all so fucking awesome.
"The Red Baron is smart.. He never spends the whole night dancing and drinking root beer.. "-The WWI Flying Ace
This was my favorite part:
