It's my party?

So far, the best general assessment of what makes a good Crown was a metaphor from petranella:

FYI, my husband and I fight in Crown so this is our personal philosophy. I see the duty of royals as a simple answer but a complicated execution. You are the hosts of the party for 6 months. Therefore be good hosts. Try to make sure people are having a good time, that their glasses are full, that they aren't left in the corner by themselves. Make sure people feel included and no one dominates the conversation and deal w/ the guy peeing in the potted plant discreetly so that's not what everyone talks about the next day. It means you aren't the center of it, you're circling the edges helping things to happen. That also means you have to give a lot of yourself to make it happen.

That's a pretty good sum-uppance, I think.

Now, a lot of you know that I've been sort of taking the temperature of the region I live in lately and trying to determine how people feel, generally. And (in spite of some of the potential concerns I've voiced lately), the general consensus it NOT that we don't see enough of the Crown. Nor do we feel we're under-represented for Awards.

It's the more nebulous feeling that we're AT that party... in the foyer. With no cookies. And no one to introduce us around. We're here, but no one pays us any mind and we aren't really included in the festivities. The hosts float by occasionally and wave, but the drinks table is a complete mystery and we don't know what kind of music that even is.

So, it's less a matter of wanting our own clubhouse - than it is wondering if we somehow are at the wrong address and we aren't invited.

Waving an arm and yelling, "Helloooo!!!" had no effect. So now what to we do? Shuffle our feet? Hope for someone to notice us? Or grab a cell phone, order in pizza, get out a deck of cards and entertain ourselves?

I think I have now beaten this metaphor to death. ;-)

(I'm bored. Comment away)