boys and their toys (9/100)

I’ve heard about WDS.

At first, I only heard the acronym. But then, I found out what it stood for.

World. Domination. Summit.

Are you freaking kidding me?

Without even going into the actual details of what goes on at a “World Domination Summit” (and for all we know, truly awesome stuff really does happen at this annual love fest of 3000 overwhelmingly young, overwhelmingly white, and overwhelmingly prosperous group of supposed non-conformists who get together in order to form the world’s longest yoga chain and take action on living a life of meaning), could someone have chosen a worse name?

Floating around on the internet is an urban legend that states that the founder of the summit was asked if the name could be changed, but he refused.

He should have changed it, because “World Domination Summit” conjures up images of G.I. Joe camps set up on an early 70s green shag rug. If you aren’t old enough to know what a G.I. Joe is, then try this…when I hear “World Domination Summit” I immediately think of my teenaged son sitting for hours in front of his dual-screen gaming computer, positioning his demon or warrior or armies or whatever so that he can achieve…yes…world domination.

Even if the founder and his speakers have useful things to say, they really need another name.

Tickets for this love fest appear to go for $500 a pop.