Taken from : Grid Survey.com.
Second Life Grid Survey – Region Database
Total Residents:31,590,193 | Residents online:31,774 | Last update:2012-11-21 03:00:02 SLT
Second Life Main Grid size as of 20 Nov 2012
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N.B. Known ACS holdings are 12.5%
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hahahaha scared the shit outta ya a? lolol. I hang out in Blues clubs. We all know that the blues were invented by black people. (note I grew up in a black neighbourhood in london. I was on my local train station. There were about 100 people there. I was the only white guy. I’m English I don’t use African American)
So far I met two black people out of hundreds of people. I was told some black people get white avatars to avoid discrimination! HORROR! Linden Labs is based in California but has a world wide demographic. Where are all the black people? [search for ghetto…no results] .Not very good is it. 50k users ….we outta have a good percentage. Maybe I haven’t found them yet. Had a white guy wearing dreadlocks (cringe) . Smoking dope is a regular accepted pastime. AND dear readers black slaves were freed in 1862 , you fought a civil war. How come black people were still only allowed in the back of buses 100 years later? k sorry shock tactics required :
Billie sang this 80 years after slavery ended?
Please remember I am only observing what I see. Seems to me sl is a tad WASP ish. AND Do not forget I totally Love second life. It has changed my life for oh so much good. My rl is non existent apart from dd (darling daughter) Mick (best friend in the world) Helena (cleaning lady) and Patrick her son. I wake up and log in to sl. I do not log off until I go to bed 18 hours later.
BUT ladies and gentleman , I have a dream……
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with a new meaning, “My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.”
And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!”
And they shot him. They shot John too.
Martin, John, me, you are reading this so I hope YOU. Dreamers. Jeez I’m no Martin Luther King Jr, I’m no John Lennon. Never will be. BUT dear readers if everyone just did a little bit we might go about changing the mess we are in. Leave a comment if you agree.
Dude / Philip