Some days you just get up and you don't know what you're going to do with your life. You sign on the internet and there's excitement, stuff is happening, everything is going wrong. All of a sudden you meet someone who has a very stupid idea.
It was never my intention for the duck revolution to really go anywhere, and I suppose, it's only true failing is that it tried to. After J.L. was banned, I pretty much was finished with the community and everyone in it, so I created a counter culture to combat what I realized was a careless bunch of people who made tiny things into giant problems. Oddly enough, people followed. In fact, four people followed immediately. It empowered the revolutionary idea to go places.
The revolution entered a battleground of conflicting thoughts and emotions, right out in the public eye for four days. It went everywhere important and tried, rather unsuccessfully, to be a political ideology worth believing in.
In the end it just ended up being some dudes that got banned and some time that was wasted.
But it started something funny on SJ. Something I laugh about to this day.
What started was a cascade of bans. People all over just throwing themselves into the meat grinder...but not at all for any reason or for any good use. Ren, Wave, and a whole bunch of other people nobody gave a shit about all of a sudden jumped at the idea of getting banned for no reason shortly after the ducks themselves had ceased to affect SJ.
What occurred was deemed "Smackicide" and it's effect was popularizing suicide.
All of a sudden, I'd felt I'd accomplished something. Through my bad leadership and lack of care for my friends and constituents, I'd created an organization that would sit around in popular places wearing Nazi uniforms with bulls eyes on them. The sitting ducks were eliminated...and they started an unforeseeable chain of events that ended up causing whole bunches of bannings.
The more the merrier!
