"Throw the theologians in the cellar and bring more oysters and hot sauce!We"
-- Garrison Keillor, The Book of Guys
Wonderplace Alpha is a Marketplace. We gather here because we’d like to meet each other and sell things to each other and throw a party.
We’re not the only extrusion of unusual into your spacetime nanosphere. There are plenty of places to go to do battle, scream, argue, and hit each other with sticks. There are also better places to go to attempt to experience an atmosphere of pure peace, love, and harmony; I mean, the line for those wood-fired pizza can get pretty rowdy.
But we’re just not likely to care about whatever things divide you on Boring Normal Earth-Like Planet whence you come.
We’re not likely to take sides in your arguments unless you bribe us with potatoes, and even then, we tend to forget which side you told us to get on.
Being awful, vicious, divisive and mean are all perfectly valid life paths; they just really won’t make you popular around here. Not even if you have REALLY good potatoes.
We promise to be civil and even friendly, and to try to have a good time. And since you’ll be where we are, our best route to having a good time is to have one with you.
We’re going to throw you a party in spite of yourselves.
We promise.