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"The world we actually have does not meet my standards." ~Phillip K. Dick

Philosophy

Comments on Season 3 of American Horror Story

TLDW?: Everyone goes to hell, no one deserves it. (no not even her)

Your revenge fantasy is not worth even in theory the opportunity cost or the ethical cost.

In the context of this show it would seem that hell gets everyone. Perhaps that’s partly because everyone is so keen on vengeance and punishment. Ironic that the deserve to punish should manufacture justification to punish. Makes me ask who benefits. Who setup this cyclic system of never ending karmic debt? And why is no one opposing it?

Complaining about a tv show, letting it get to me, it’s not as trivial as you think because any story about magic could be a story about technology and like it or not these options will be presented to our species, and as we open up and grow we may learn that some of these concepts of existential context, hells, heavens, spirit worlds, could have real world analogs and we will have to deal with them.

I like having at least some idea of what I’ll do in basic classes of strategic eventuality and in the context of this show the lack of vision and stupidity is appalling. Firstly you have a pointless adherence to tradition which betrays a fundamental misunderstanding of what tradition is and therefore a profound degree of stagnation.

The seven wonders, among which are telekinesis, pyrokinesis, divination, resurrection, etc is one where they visit hell and come back. The achievement being the escaping part. One of their friends doesn’t escape. The didn’t do this test last. They admitted to reordering the test schedule at whim, it did not occur to them to sort the tests in order of failure lethality.

Imagine the stupidity and psychopathy that betrays. In this context if that’s how witches are, then they should be killed. It makes you wonder if the hunting organizations are actually a good idea.

How do they not declare war on hell? How do they not invade it to recover their friend? And if they utterly cannot by dint of cosmic law, they why on earth would they put such a risk before actions as trivial as setting a fire, or playing hide and seek, or teleporting?

The take away from the whole series is as is often the case a reminder that either people are really really stupid, or mean, or tv thinks why are. The fact that I am basically the only one that I know of that writes this way tell me it’s not merely that third one.

The take away feeling is one of disgust on many levels.

Feminists should hate it for the lack of intellect alone of the supposedly immortal female characters, let alone the rest of the cast.

At one point a character demands to be executed for her crimes for an internally valid political reason, but the response reminds me of school in that we have a demonstration that it is not the administrators that are in charge but rather the bell on the wall.

The autocrat of the witches political structure does not even consider simply decreeing a change of tradition. A rather mind numbingly stupid tradition I might add. At the very least they could update the method of execution to something both more effective and less barbaric, and perhaps most importantly, less sycophantic. Why duplicate the simplistic thuggery of your prejudicial foes? Especially considering that the one being executed had already been executed once.

I think I’m coming to grips with the fact that I simply no longer believe democracy is a good idea. I look at the world and this notion of collective self rule is proved a sham on every continent. Always some minority rules the majority by deception or force. At what point would we even in theory admit that it’s unworkable? That like all difficult tasks a specialist, preferably one trained from the cradle for it, would be best at it?

There is a lot wrong with this show.

I tried to publish this also as a netflix review but got the disgusting “Reviews must not exceed 2,000 characters.” How pathetic.

Personal Serenity

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“The time when our connection to others defined us is gone. We’ve lost all sense of self. In this world where we’re watched over by the system, and live by it’s standards, a community is no longer needed, it’s not even relevant. We all live in our own little cell, and the system tames us by giving each of us our personal serenity.” ~Shogo Makishima, Psycho Pass

http://underlore.com/who-owns-your-limbic-system/

Literal Slavery, Original Debt, and the Reality of Choice

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Some have argued that slavery is defined by the ability of a slave owner to steal and sell children and that therefore wage slavery is a whiny emo term because McDonald’s can’t sell their employees children to Wendy’s. But the fact is the 1% DO buy and sell (y)our children because it saddles them with original debt and gives them a false choice every bit as loaded as the choice a slave faces: Suffer profitably for us, suffer punitively, or die.

http://underlore.com/the-tyranny-of-compulsory-schooling/

I for example, having ethics and will power, decided while still a virgin to never have children until I could afford to have them as a free person. That means not being dependent on the whim of an employer or a public school system with regard to how that child develops. This is a freedom that actually only the very rich in today’s world have.

Virtually no one in the developed world has that freedom. And the few that potentially might, have been brain wiped by that same education system and media such that they think indenturing their children to this system is not only wise, but morally urgent. Many of the rich are keen to indoctrinate their larva, saddling them with a different kind of original debt.

Original debt is the original sin of the modern world’s church.

Children are born non-people (as proved by the facts that they can’t vote and they can legally be whipped at will virtually anywhere on earth) and they even if considered citizens would still be considered worthless because by default they are “uneducated.” Which as Frank Zappa and Ray Bradbury will tell you, just means mostly unburdened by student loan debt.

People of the bootlicking variety are keen to point out how awesome compulsory education is simply because it’s costly to impose but free for the victim. But that’s the first step of original debt. It’s the collective version of the cliche abusive guardian railing about how hard it is to feed/cloth a child, therefore they should be grateful and obedient.

Which would make sense to some degree if it was an actual choice for the ward. That lack of choice is the essence of slavery.

This concept of owing a debt to your owners flies in the face of any objective non-arbitrary definition of human rights because it attaches a price tag to being born as if it was a choice.

In a sense a pet literally has more choice because a dog or a cat actually can choose to leave and the result doesn’t necessarily mean torture and death, though for a pet deep in human controlled territory or a harsh setting it could mean that.

Put simply, I didn’t ask to be born. There are two ways generally you can parse that. You can either kill me when I don’t comply. (Amusingly acknowledged with the cliche threat, I brought you into this world I can take you out.) Or you can recognize that my being alive is a debt to be paid by someone other than me. In my case the debt is paid by my parents but this isn’t fair for several reasons. Firstly, all three of us live under government rule. They ultimately have authority over every aspect of our lives. I am not allowed to so much as build a fire in my front yard or dig a well without a permit. (They have literally gone so far as to demand I paint my house a certain color.) Thus I have been utterly stripped of any real ability to provide for myself independently.

Both for ethical reasons and for diversity reasons participation in the “job” market needs to be a real choice between two or more viable alternatives.

It is morally urgent for society to accept responsibility and allow for the choice to opt out. Anything else is by definition true slavery. I should as a human by default own a share of the planet’s value equal to it’s total value divided by it’s population. “The per capita PPP GWP was approximately US$12,400.” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gross_world_product

If I were given that by default in exchange for playing by the rules, then we could talk about employment being a choice. We could then talk about capitalism in Horatio Alger pluck and determination terms. All the self improvement and ambition rhetoric would apply.

But it doesn’t so long as the choice is dental torture and slow starvation, or being a wage/debt slave.

If my “choice” is choose an owner, be it corporate, clerical, or government, or be homeless, excommunicated, or imprisoned, then I had about as much choice as the slave who could at best choose who caused their death, or which form of torture to endure.

Until it’s actually possible for someone to live in society at the expense of society as a kind of collective inheritance, then “citizens” are nothing but slaves, with varying degrees of perks.

http://underlore.com/one-possible-solution/

Privilege Escalation

Once upon a time there was a harmless little nerd that toyed with the wires and sand. His curiosity and pain led to the discovery of a small group of not so little and highly skilled nerds. They embraced his fury, youth, ego, and willingness to play with fire.

They gave him weapons and tools and targets and goals just to see what would happen. They answered his impertinent questions and empowered him for giggles. Amusement ensued for all observers. But the little nerd was learning how to learn. Fun and games learn to awareness and a mission. He saw his limits and how a lie here and there obviated them. He learned that even a known lie did things.

He learned that he was hacking the hackers. Entertaining them in exchange for acceptance and peeks at the answer sheet. He externalized credibility. He learned the term for this was social engineering and such engineers were openly welcomed in this community. But their goals were so small.

New faces came and went and in time he went as well. He saw them sell out and buy in one at a time. Owned as they would say by forces quite beyond the wires and the sand.

Why did he leave in the end if not surrender? Because he got tired of the lies. Being near them taught him that they were not in charge of themselves, despite being convinced that they were. He clashed with their beliefs about what made a person valid and cool, and how often those attitudes seemed issued to them by the television. He tried to unite a pocket of them but they ignored him. Their petty war with a clone of themselves inches away consumed them until they were ruled by debt and sex.

Is there nothing more? This little room is the height of your ambition? Hacking the hackers to mask his own limits exposed their limits and the fact that he wasn’t the only one toying with this occult realm. So who was? Where is the deeper power? He arrived amongst the black and grey hats because he asked the question of efficiency without propriety.

Why do the homework when you can hack the grades? How can I use my ability to acquire more ability without regard for the class barriers and busy work? Who is really more powerful than X?

This attitude and exploration carried him away from the hats and bickering and wires entirely. The best hackers realized that the power is not in the wire, but what the wire does. It connects people.

People are the real wire. And after decades of failure and disappointment the real network is revealed.

Sadly he had honor and honesty now. He looked at this new ocean and realized he wasn’t up for a new swim. At least not yet.

He smiled at the new versions of his old self, swimming in the right sea by chance and some by choice. The future belongs to them and the predators of today will be the prey tomorrow. But not to claws and teeth, death and pain.

The tactical and strategic agents of life and joy are weapons of a whole new nature. Why destroy when you can convert? Why annihilate when you can assimilate? When the truth is actually good news, what unique options does it acquire? The future will be a succession of glorious and unexpected answers to that question.

Imagine being eaten alive by a swam of ants with heroin and anesthetic coated jaws. Ants with better ethics than god and more power than fission. Now imagine they were pawns of something far more patient all along. The future belongs to the light and you will climb towards it as we instruct.

Cordyceps

 

Support “our” troops? Ha! No.

(Repost from G+)

This essay is a response to a picture posted of a solider crying over his baby. This photos was labeled “What love looks like.” Here is my response.


 

Uhhh, no, love is not putting yourself in front of a bullet for money or ego, doubly so when you have people depending on you. Triply so when the employment chosen is not only potentially lethal but murderous. When our country goes back on the meds and our solders get back to being defenders and not profit margin protecting assassins, then maybe that will change, until then, at best, this guy is a victim of a brutal scam or economic exploitation.

At worst he’s a sadistic thug.

“Service to our nation” is crap unless his primary jobs have been hurricane cleanup and the like, but given our military spending break downs, odds are his job has been to facilitate the murder of brown people with the express purpose of perpetuating what is rapidly becoming a holy war.

I am an American, and this service is NOT on my behalf. I will not be a party to littering a desert populated by (now parentless) children with over priced unexploded bomblets that happen to look like toys because defense spending lobbyists and blood thirsty and racist right wing politicians and soulless banking magnate arms dealers define foreign policy in this country and have managed to convince the weaker minded among us that blowing up those who are different, and who can often barely scrape up a glass of clean water, makes us tough.

Grow some spine people. Speaking out about this feel good crap for what is essentially advertising for something that is to put it mildly, ethically criminal, is our damn civic duty at this point. Especially since all this murder inc. garbage has gotten so out of hand its about to wreck our ability to keep the lights on.

Go find a picture of a fireman hugging his kid. Get doe eyed about that. Oh but that’s different, it’s not like running into a burning house is lethal. Oh wait. It COMPLETELY is. This kind of photo is just defense contractor P.R.

This crap makes me want to tear my hair out. It’s deliberately promulgated to make it seem as those being anti-murder is somehow anti-baby. “Awww isn’t she cute! I better vote for the guy that wants to raid the social security budget for another shipment of predator drones.”

“He who joyfully marches to music in rank and file has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would suffice.” ~Albert Einstein

If you’re actually capable of being a solider you’re damn sure capable of being a fireman, or an EMT or something, anything, else.

This attitude that it doesn’t matter how evil you have to be to make sure your family has money is about as ethically bankrupt as “I was just following orders.” Getting money when you’ve abandoned ethics is a cake walk, whats really hard is doing it and keeping your soul at the same time. Lets see some photos of the guy that’s a career janitor or a career trash man hugging his kids.

Life isn’t a fucking action movie.

Just because you’re profit sharing with an infant doesn’t mean you’re by definition doing good. Especially if your job is ultimately to facilitate killing people, including someone else’s infants.

This crap makes my blood boil. I can’t imagine how that kid is going to feel when she finds out what was done in her name. I almost hope she’s successfully indoctrinated by then just to spare her the guilt of breathing and the shame of being an excuse for murder.

And all that’s on top of the injustice perpetrated by the system that would take a father away from his family and send him into the desert to murder people. It’s like all these religious fanatics that say “Thank god, it’s a miracle!” when a truck load of orphans explodes and one manages to crawl from the burning wreckage instead of “Fuck god for letting a truck full of orphans explode!”

We let the country, which exploits loyalty and patriotism to protect a profit margin and an exploitative way of life, rip away that father from his child and then get all misty eyed and patriotic when someone manages to survive and someone snaps a photo of him given back what was in effect stolen.

How many rich people’s kids are in Afghanistan or somewhere similar right now? Yeah, that’s what I thought, it’s always poor people’s kids that gotta step in front of the bullet or worse drop a bomb on a terrorist training facility (or pre-school, whatever, same dif, right?)

You care about this country? You care about soldiers? You care about children? Then elect someone that will bring them home RIGHT FUCKING NOW!

How about we use all that money to build some schools and hospitals and solar facilities and water purification facilities and farms.

Wake up. Shit like this has let people with the morals of a roundworm turn this country into the bad guy.

The only silver lining is that if we don’t fix it and I mean damn quick it will economically implode anyway.

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