Kobaltkween, Interesting & thoughtful post. You said, "so i don't think it's so simple to say that Poser's creators should push our kind of content with their software." I presume that by content you mean the clothing? The figures themselves have no socio-political context that I can see. You could make them without FF cup breast morphs or genitals, which someone would inevitably make anyway. As to the clothing, SM is free to promote or ban anything they want in their store. Of course, you can't ban anyone else from selling whatever they want.

I'm not sure why people would be unable to distinguish between a figure and content. If they want to avoid what some would call 'sleaze,' I'm sure there are smaller merchants and sites they can visit. The great beauty of Poser is that you can create whatever kind of world you want, even one that doesn't reflect much of America today. SM could even set a tone by exclusively selling more conservative clothing. Kind of ironic though, them being in NY/CA, Rendo being in TN(?) and Daz being in Utah.

Netherworks, good point about Debut, but they should make it free to compete with DS if they're serious about getting new blood. Actually, I'd think about making the whole thing free aka Poser PLE. You have only one set of code to maintain, and users can experience all the capabilities including the dual interface etc. That way, they can already be familiar all the goodies instead of having a huge learning curve when they upgrade. This seems to work for Vue, Maya etc. SM would have to decide what restrictions to put on it, e.g. logo, render size restriction etc.

A Pre-Christmas Parable/Satire and then I must go. (Note, the unwashed will be played by a group of extras. I will not offend by quantifying them, let's just say more than one and less than a billion). Characters portrayed not intended to resemble any real person. Producers are agnostic & short of a true miracle (show me the money!) will not be tithing to either denomination.

The Book of Vickie -  Book 5 Chapter 1

1. The clouds part, cue Vue godrays and midi trumpets. Daz offers a mysterious miracle to Sadie Mazie, she declines, doesn't want to be tied down to a desert peddler.

2. Daz announces Genesis, gets cool sounding award from wise men. Daz introduces Vickie transformed by the miracle.

3. The Church reacts. "The Rapture is nigh, Daz vs. SM at Armageddon."

4. Deacon: "Daz has sinned!, We will not bow to the Whore of Draper!"

5. Congregation: "The evil strumpet will not submit to our software, Burn her!"

6. Outside: The unwashed are confused, No Vickie? Like the husband who gets served and sees his beloved running off with some swarthy guy named Rodrigo, there are tears, rending of garments and gnashing of teeth.

7. Daz Epistle to the Church: "Lo, we shall make ye whole with a sweet ointment. "

8. Church: "Curse you heathan and your beyotch. Antonia is our shield and buckler. And yea, another savior will be born in Bethlehem, or maybe Cleveland. Together, they will reign supreme. But it's not like a girl-on-girl thing." Sacramental wine tippler in the back row, "I'll fap to that!"

9. Daz delivers ointment. One or two in the back pews sneak a try, "Behold, it works, kinda, sorta and lo, she do be fine."

10. Church: "Heresy, the beyotch is a fugly wiotch!" One or two in the next row whisper, "Say brother, lemme have a look at that."

11. Daz breaks the second seal - more onitment. And it was good.

12. Church: The front rows are glory shouting and speaking in tongues. "We shall baptize the old Vickie, (the one who only dresses like a whore) in the secret sauce. It will be good."

13. Outside: The unwashed hear tales of a miracle ointment. Daz proclaims that Vickie still loves them, Rodrigo was a lie by some guy named Iago or Yugo. "P.S. Vickie now does stuff that ain't even legal in Alabama. Just take a peek behind the curtain."

14. Church: Rumors swirl in the back rows about more ointment. Someone shows plans for a golden calf. In front, there is talk of building a large boat of some kind.

15. Outside: A few hippies start chanting for Vickie, (and a good nickel bag). A few start to chant with them. The sky darkens. It begins to rain.

"Democracy is a pathetic belief in the collective wisdom of individual ignorance." - H. L. Mencken