Do You Have a Question, Pixeleen Minstral?

Rik Riel: why's everyone all pushy?

Hamlet Au: Jon, right click on the seat.

Jonl Trumbo: Doesn't seem to work.

Jonl Trumbo: I see why there was such a panic about getting everybody to sit.

Grace Sutter: How do you sit?

Odacrem Okame: ITS A SERIES OF TUBES!

That last comment -- quoting the confused definition of the Internet offered by Sen. Ted Stevens (R-Alaska) -- aptly summarized the virtual confusion. By the time everybody figured out how to sit down, they had lost the governor. "[The] guy was here, where did he go?" Zon inquired. "Five bucks says he split because of the low turnout."

Actually, Warner created the low turnout. Shortly before he flew onto the scene, his aides cleared the virtual room of all uninvited guests, including an avatar called Xtof Sao who was demanding a kiss from another avatar named Chat Parrot. This produced a protest from the usual Second Life crowd.

"I may get sent home?" said Raven Niangao.

"How is that a platform for political debate, you need an invite?" added Deadeye Steadham. "Ok, own up, who killed democracy and freedom of speech?"

"I want to stay too," chimed in Jadz0r Conover.

The Warner audience filed in to the virtual theater. One Warner aide announced that he'd "transmogrified into the body of a midget Beethoven from Colonial Williamsburg."