Do you really want to know?
O, Sweet Jesus! What else can get fucked up?
Tue, February 7, 2006 - 10:30 AMAnd then, when I logged in this morning, I see this?
"Hi Ralphaliscious,
In order to preserve the sanctity of the Zaadz community, we are asking all users to agree to the terms of use. If you don't agree, you can choose to have your account de-activated.
You will only have to do this once. Thanks!
I recognize that Zaadz is creating an online sanctuary for personal development and I commit to co-creating this sacred space by honoring the Terms of Use.
- or -
Please de-activate my account."
Sacred space? FUCK YOU, HIPPY!!!! I want a space where nothing is sacred and all are welcome. Hell, Tribe is even feeling more appealing than that crap. In the mean time, I'm (slowly) migrating to www.free-association.net At least they have groups...
XO y'all,
ken
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Tue, February 7, 2006 - 12:23 PM
Nope, no toaster. Just the satisfaction that 5 years from now, you'll be able to say, "yeah, I was there when it started."
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Tue, February 7, 2006 - 12:32 PM
i see in the tou, that patience is set for 77%.. just to give us oh, that twang, of guilt... [weepy]
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Tue, February 7, 2006 - 12:32 PM
www.zaadz.com/terms_of_use
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Tue, February 7, 2006 - 7:59 PM
What's a zaadz?
Glad I ignored the whole thing. You miss some, you play cards with your wife more. Back to the beatings!
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Unsu...
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Wed, February 8, 2006 - 12:00 PM
Hey Gents
I think I saw somewhere that a "zaadz" is what people in wooden shoes call a SEED.
Somehow that makes me think of huffing hemp in an Amsterdam bar - perhaps I am free associating.. OK I live in Eugene so I'm habituated to be reasonably tolerant of people who whisper in yoga studios and direct their whole tight assed souls toward a tired sort of new age behavior ideal - one of Father Satan's lower tricks I believe but consider the source. Point is, that Zaadz terms of use is fairly terrifying with it's stench of faux holiness. Let's torch it now. Thanks for saving me the Ralphaliscious experience Ken. (Only Gwen can call me that). |

