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Today’s Burning Man: Anarchy? Not so much — Burning man, with this article, is done.
But from chaos comes order. Now it’s Burning Man, a limited liability corporation. Tickets can cost more than $300, and reportedly cell and texting bandwidth is available for the first time. Participants must sign a “terms and conditions” contract that seems potentially harsh in this free-form, anarchistic expressionist environment: “NO USE OF IMAGES, FILM, OR VIDEO OBTAINED AT THE EVENT MAY BE MADE WITHOUT PRIOR WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM BURNING MAN, OTHER THAN PERSONAL USE.”
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This is not well thought out at all.
Burning man is about tons of people getting blitzed in the middle of nowhere and then lighting some large type thing on fire. Previously if you OD’d, well, shit bad luck. Now somebody (the monetizers) get sued for HUGE money.
Here’s my old man moment: I remember the day when you could go to see a festival with all of the hottest acts of that year (of a specific music genre, with a few other genre acts thrown in) for easily under $20 bucks. I also remember real clubs, hazily, where corrupt cops kept everyone safe and really high.
Trying to turn these things into a cash cow is dicey, legally, for the promoters and a poor value, always, for the punters.
The Virgin Fest($300) has taken the place of WHFSTival($25) for me locally.
This doesn’t mean that entertainment is on a downslope. It means that folks that go to other more vibrant and stumbly events that cost a small fraction of the cover charge.
If you have visited san francisco then you have been to burning man. same thing just not so hot at night.
>> cornholer said, on August 31st, 2009 at 2:25 pm
>> Funny as hell…An event to celebrate free expression…example #353, that progressive liberals are retarded…
Wow, you conservatives can spin ANYTHING.
Burning man was cool when the freaks where running it but then the suits got a hold of it.
>> bobbo, been everywhere, done everything said, on August 31st, 2009 at 3:06 pm
>> I thought I went to Burning Man years ago. Turns out I was just drunk in front of the Christmas tree and my dog was pissing on me.
You too? I hate it when that happens
I thought I was at Burning Man but, instead, my wife got too close to the candles in her Chinese flannel nightgown.
Sure. No trash left behind.
Burning man died the moment it was mentioned on a prime time sitcom. From what I heard it went from one year artsy festival with awesomeness to a whole bunch of overweight assholes trying to get laid.
The best events will ALWAYS be underground.
There is a youg lady that works for Leo Laporte of the TWiT podcast. She mentioned the other day she had build a computer for some friends to take to Burning Man.
I heard Mary Hodder say she was taking liquid nitrogen to Burning Man to make frozen desserts.
I was thinking, Burning Man has jumped the shark. They’ve all sold out…
People come to burning man to let their hair down and do the wild thing.
They don’t want that posted on line.
What happens at burning man should stay at burning man.
I didn’t know anything about Burningman until corporation I was working offered discounted tickets to the event. I look at the picture of previous years and figure they were trying to get me so I didn’t buy them
I went to the Burn for the art and the music and the fun. What’s wrong with that? No one likes a negative critic. Having cell service just means you have to remember to turn it off as soon as the Virgins get slapped in the ass.
Nothing at all wrong with music, art and fun. But a celebration for the non-conformist? Not anymore. Go without a costume and find out that unlimited inclusion has a different meaning at Burning Man LLC.
Save the money. Put on a decent outfit and be open enough to respect local custom, then spend that ticket price in Paris, or San Francisco. Same intensity, more reality (always much better later), and experience far fewer alkali coated old man testicles.
Just another stupid hippy Talking Shit.
SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DRINK THE GODDAMN KOOL-AID!