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Internal Structure

I've always wondered if the name of Eve's social groups, Corporations, subconsciously sways people as to their behavior about the corporation. Unlike a clan which is a family group, or a guild, which is as group of people who have the same interest or abilities or similar trait, a corporation is a colder thing. It is a place where people seek employment. They seek work. Also, in Eve you apply to a corporation. Corporations do not invite you directly although a recruiter might try. And, I wonder, if that is why some people soak in the power of the situation or other's believe that the corporation is some god like power to dictate to its membership what may or may not be.

I believe most have heard of tyrannical corporations. However, in the end, players leave. Without the members the corporation, even with the most egotistical CEO, dies. CEO does not mean god. The membership may give the CEO that privilege but it is not an assumed right.

And it isn't just the CEO. The corporation needs a greater cohesion in its people. big or small, one person can only carry a group for so long before they collapse. We call this burnout. Often, that charismatic person that has pushed so hard to make everything happen has carried things. People want to be with them and near them. They, in a way, bask in the energy that persons puts out. But adoration is not support. Even to the most egotistical. And again, the corporation dies.

Kinda sad thoughts. Fortunately, when things go well they go very well. The load gets distributed across a group of people who are in positions that they are in because they want to be there. The call of personal power is not the loudest sound in the room. In fact, at the end of the day, it means very little for day to day operations. The outside and the inside may be very different places depending on who is looking through the window.

Such have been my thoughts of late. We are thinking of opening recruiting soon. Without people, the corporation cannot thrive. While we'd love to believe that everyone is always going to play at every moment that doesn't work. Life, family, work, responsibilities, and the realities of the fact that Eve is a game intrude.

Yet, even recruitment is stressful. We're one of those 'we're a family' corporations. People use the forums, play other games (coughminecraftcough) with each other, chat on Jabber while at work and in general develop real, warm friendships. Titus has been slinking about trying to convince people to go to Eve Vegas this fall so that we can meet each other. Some people don't want to take their gaming into the dimension of meeting others. Some do. I'm pretty neutral about that. I love meeting people that I know and like but I have terrible social skills for normal socialization so I cannot criticize someone who does not want such a thing.

And although Altaen suggested people showing examples of piracy and such dark, kill all the thingsness, I dunno. I hate hoops myself. They make me not go for things that I should. Besides, our killboard is red and we've been called cowards. Who'd want to join scrubs?


  1. I'd want to join you scrubs. :P Might be a little longer though *sighs* Skills XD hahaha


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