I Was Going to Write a Bellicose...

... and critical post about the opening of small, introspective, "non-commercial" and/or guerrilla commercial "unconferences", with the same-bunch-of-faces-talking-to-the-same-audience and navel-gazing in a feast of egomaniacal self-congratulation and small-group wannbe adulation season... But what's the point?

I do marvel at how this week's WhatTheCon and next week's Hawkeyedex keep getting the notice they do. I'm thinking of starting up VanityFest next year... It's probably already been service marked.

My Concept? Everyone sends in $300 in registration fees but does not actually attend the event. We send take-out meals to the registrees and they listen to podcasts (all of them by me) of what the conference would have been like if they had been there. No announcements of any kind will be allowed and there will a strict "no blogging" rule.

By the way, if you don't know what the heck I'm talking about in this post, consider yourself lucky. No links have been provided; to protect the innocent.