11 July 2020

Censorious Antidisestablishmentarianism

“Sweat more during peace: bleed less during war.” Sun Tzu
There sure are a lot of antidisestablishmentarianerists running around. 

There have been many things to not comment about, as if we're not alarmed. There've been many movies in the past hundred years, so you and your eyes likely remember what revenge is. It was interesting when you could be warned, but without common sense it's just boring, comparative to eradication. It was a bigger threat when the world was flat, you'd look in all directions, and now since the news wants people addicted to information people seem to run in all directions. There was a story by Asimov called Nightfall, they never knew night, and then because of cosmology, one night began. They lost their collectivist shits. There was even a 5-min movie. They decided to be inhumane first. 

I tried to push the ocean away because I could not swim, and all it did was come crashing back. There is this inability now, these times, for people to move beyond the pale, strange, but what I think of it, and what you think of unacceptable, can be opposite. It was as always is, inability to accept that things are different themselves. 

I've written, you know what I'm just going to start posting those and if you've read them, there's nothing I can do about that. I do do, I don't don't. 

There's this inability to move beyond nursery rhymes, and could be why I've always said people who rhyme IRL are out to lunch, or maybe that's just from the Grinch, besides the point. We're a society that eats melted sugar on fried flower, there's no grind. We're a society that depends on windfalls to move mighty ships. There was a stimulus check that went out, you won't believe how many paper plates there are now, in a state where pot is still illegal, bordered by at least two that it's not, will they be able to make the deliveries in the era of apps. Will they be the luddites throwing shoes, because it makes them feel better, are you for this, against this, or hoping there's some guy selling shoes to throw. Get your shoes, they're made for throwing, he seems to say, they only hit the people you're throwing them at, he seems to say. 

Not to mention the news that coddles grown men into the fantasies that when truth comes, it scares them. Programmers worth millions, afraid of different ideas. Not to mention they're fine with selling sugar like its food, why wouldn't they sell garbage like it's education. The other confusion I have is if you ban someone, how do you know what they're saying, if they're truly that evil. Or how is it that the peaceful ones are so many, that banning them would work, that nobody would come to agree with you, even after you ban them, am i moving too fast, sorry, even after you ban the opposition, who don't actually go away, when everyone you know agrees with you, and you don't know anyone because you spend all day online, changing your entire persona to be a fake ass. 

These are the things I talk about, when current events aren't working writing on that make me pissed off. There were empires, a thousand years ago, two thousand years ago, three thousand years ago, and their warpath was cruel, but their plan had a goal, today I fear we'd stand in their way before losing because you have only cruelty and no goal, and when asked, should the horde ever ask, you make demands to build a perfect world. 

There is no perfect world. The equality of opportunity is -- imagine entertainment media, television or internet or whatever -- your viewing habits, what you buy, of who and how tracks your habits, some people have more time, but you watch more important things. The riot of the week, the song that fits your mood, the quote that suits you. Then, your favorite thing is banned from media and you become a demon. More on that next. Life is disappointment, not many disappointments, there are other things to watch, for example, you just admitted that other people exist, and now that you exist you have something to believe in. You should let people believe in things, you should let people let other people believe in things, it's safer than starting a cult, and easier than banning everything that you see. 

I don't have siblings, but I imagine it being like one asking you to ban your friends, maybe they're bad influences, or maybe they want the attention, and people like to not feel abandoned, and if you're racist and you exclude me, it's not like I'm going to be on high alert. If you kill each other it's not like it's an invitation for cereal killers. If you sell cleaning supplies, if you market media, if you're betting on delivery being more lucrative than pick-up, if you make vaccines, if you seek to punish capitalism by sabotage that only strengthens it and proves them right....none dare call it anything, because the word police are running around arresting everyone saying anything. To ban ideas only hides ideas, yours from theirs, theirs from you, and in darkness a corrupted light sees clearly. 

Oops sorry...had to fix a little type up there. 

I'd even compared it with learning a language to fight dementia, but they don't want to learn anything new, or can't learn something so complex, but they can still watch new things, better things, altho I'm not sure how a mime gets out of a fight with a Roman legion, but Charlie Chaplin was very versatile, so who knows. And there are people shaping their posts on reaction, but without being an adult, the next post, and then the next post, are feeding this...or the concept is absurd, it could be a decentralization to suck you into it. 

The next story has this army of hypocrites, and they're the victims. Not exactly respected, but in need of a leader, and with villains you'd hate to let have their way, until I realize it's all a story. I'm not sure why I'm always at the end of the day writing. I'm starting to think that if you/me ends a sentence with a verb that your first heckler has to play hot potato. Speaking of potatoes the Welsh course is going along fun, won't be able to speak it after only level one, but consistency is key. M4 has a holy magic crusade, shadows, Merlin wut wut, rings, demons, that one guy, that tree thing, and the others from the middle of the last one, altho I'll be giving you the first-draft, and privatizing the final-draft, but you'll get all the dialogue maybe, kinda, sorta, dunno. You should start a t-shirt in my honor that only says #JKGFYS. also I could write a 6ch daily, short af, and post them here weekly or some shit. Before the break, had lost my goal, during the break realized I'm old, and now i'll never complain about going to the gym again. Anything posted, doesn't mean M isn't being written, at this rate of societal decline we might as well start a TV channel of just solid colors and tones and see if there's a musical language like the Pied Piper of Hamlin to lead the useful idiots. Don't lie, some of you are assholes that want your own army, trade secret, I wouldn't wish that on my greatest enemy. 

And then he turned himself into a pickle, wow, just wow. 

Antidisestablishmentarianism, as I understand it was people who wanted their church, to not distestablish from the main church (aka, to stay incorporated). Can you argue that they're both wrong if you're not playing? Can you explain why the same problems exist where your problems don't exist? Can you see that if you're willing to fight for no reason and you give the people with the money and the guns an actual reason to fight, what happens? and now people who want to stay established push it on others, and we others only see you selling collectivism, not what you're trying to be connected to. 

I'll be more vague until I post something tomorrow, scheduled today. I'm thinking of a people, in fear of losing their ways and culture fought a headless machine with an executioner's ax, and years later they are afraid of outsiders to the machine, because they lost hard. A people that fought without reason and provoked their own loss. 

Tired of write, tired of night, tired of mercy and justice and fight. Make many words, make them absurd, make for the sentence and short and a cure. Seven messages in seven days, each for labyrinth until post in obvious, when the raven is red the bed will be made of flags, there the boats will be covered in red and white until the hearts of the glass make fuel of the quantum tide over the black earth sea. 
 
"The successful warrior is the average man, with laser-like focus." Bruce Lee