Reification and conned-trolling the thots of the unwary

“The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use the words.”   Philip K. Dick

Reification has great power over human thinking. Reification –> an abstract thought/idea/meme is given a noun-like name. Here’s an example–if you were to tell the local internet-ignorant Redneckistanians that you had a ‘blog,’ you’d get some odd looks from them. The same people might be impressed if you told them you had a website–no6ody knows this to be true.

Here’s another example. When folks share files, sometimes the software that finds and transmits the files also records the user’s upload/download history. The software used ‘reifies’ human behavior with numbers, easily shared numbers at that. Because this history can be measured reasonably well and the software often shares these measurements with other users, it is no accident that those who download but don’t share are reified/called ‘leeches.’  Knowing other users might see their history shifts the behavior of these humans to the ‘nice’ sharing side. No6ody wants to be known as a 1337ch.

There is too much power in the creating of words for it to happen blindly–or to allow the GuvCorpse MainstreamMed Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn! Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn! profit-seekers to do it for you. Purified uranium-238 bullets are called ‘depleted’ uranium munitions. War is called a ‘no fly zone’ or a ‘limited police action.’ Real-life predators don’t have to apologize to their prey, so missiles wear predator names or other names like ‘hellfire,’ which implies the smiting of the unworthy, even as the blood of innocent children flows in foreign streets. The Patriot Act, my NDAAss. Mr. ‘Doubleplusgood’ 0rwell’s “1984″ gathers cultural dust, forgotten by many–but not all.

 (\/) (°,,,°) (\/) —>The beginning of wisdom is to call things by their right names. (Buddhist proverb)

 

The Poor-as-dirt Kitchen (Clay Ovens)

Large clay oven in use (my second try at oven building)

Clay ovens are an excellent way to cook without fossil fuels. Construction can be spread over weeks if necessary, and clay subsoil and a shovel are the only things required. The fuel can be anything that burns cleanly – cardboard, wood, even leaves. A small oven can be built quickly and clay and something to serve as a door are the sole building materials required.

This oven is built of clay subsoil, the walls are about 20 cm thick, and the inside is about a meter high. The floor of this oven originally was also clay, but I now use large flat stones. I often use this oven to make charcoal (‘biochar’) for garden use, and repeatedly scraping out the hot coals caused the clay oven floor to become uneven. My first oven was half as high and the walls were half as thick, but it still could bake five loaves of bread at once. That oven took only five hours to build. This larger, second oven took much longer. Both ovens are strong enough for me to stand upon (75 kg).

the first oven I built

Building an oven

I have seen many plans for building clay ovens, and decided that they were all too complicated. This is ancient tech! I prefer to build my clay ovens where they won’t get rained on and at a convenient height. This oven is built on a clay-covered pile of rocks to raise it off the ground. A moisture barrier that prevents water from migrating from the surrounding soil to the oven is an asset, but a couple layers of cheap plastic bags didn’t prevent this. I now use a tarp large enough to keep the oven and the surrounding soil dry during wet weather.

Building a dome-shaped oven is simple, but a few tricks make it easier. A dome shape is easier to squeeze together if there is something inside the dome to push against; in my first oven I used a cinderblock with an inverted flowerpot over the top of it, and when the dome was complete I dug out some clay from under the cinderblock to remove it. This oven was built without an inside support. I pre-compacted most of the clay in the bottom of 5 gallon buckets or in a rectangular form made from three boards, but even so, an inside support would have made construction easier.

Optimally, the inside layer of the oven should be of a light, fireproof substance, such as a perlite/clay mixture. This should reduce fuel use, but the quantity of wood needed is still minimal. If sand is added to the clay, this will reduce shrinkage as the clay dries and the dome will crack less. I don’t bother with this step either, as patching cracks is easy and subsoil is dirt-cheap. All the clay came from local subsoil with most of the rocks and roots removed.

The door of the oven should be three fifths the height of the inside of the dome. During construction, the door should be made a little too short and narrow, as enlarging it later is easier than shrinking it. I now use a rusty cookie sheet to seal the oven, so my doorway is built flat on the outside. I have used rocks for a door, and rocks retain heat much better than my cookie sheet, but the local rocks (granite) eventually break and handling heavy hot rocks is no fun. The rocks also rapidly wear down any clay they contact. Some rocks have water trapped inside, and heating these rocks can cause them to shatter, but the local granite rocks don’t do this.

I find that freshly-dug clay has an optimal moisture content for dome construction. Squeezing a handful of clay should not produce any drops of water. If the clay is too wet, the walls will sag – let them dry out a day or two.

Once the dome is complete, it needs to dry out. Using a fire inside to dry it out is OK, but the oven will crack as it dries, and a fire-dried oven continues to crack for several days after drying.  Adding more clay to an air-drying clay oven is easier, as it can be done anytime, even before drying is complete. I also use a watery clay slurry to wet the cracked places in the dome before adding more clay – the new clay is more likely to stay put once it dries. Decorating the oven (with clay sculpture/stones/etc) should be done after patching the cracks.

Use

   I use cotton rags to handle hot rocks and the hot cookie sheet. Cotton gloves will soon develop holes in the fingertips, and polyester/nylon will melt.

After the oven is more or less dry, and all the cracks are sealed, and the doorway is cut to it’s final size, it is time to build a fire. The first time the oven is used, evaporating water will carry away some of the heat–so it will work better the second and subsequent times it is used. (A rain-soaked oven isn’t ruined, but a dry oven is much easier to use.) A small fire is best, as it is does not waste wood, and flames licking on the doorway will often cause more cracking. However, building a fire inside a cold clay oven is difficult, as air flow is impeded and the clay absorbs the fire’s heat. I build the initial fire just inside the doorway and use lots of kindling or cardboard, and I also use a drinking straw to blow air onto the fire as needed. Once the fire is burning well, it can be pushed to the center of the oven. If the fire gets too large, I use my rusty cookie sheet to block most of the doorway to reduce air flow and thereby the size of the fire. It will take at least an hour for a fire to heat the oven to cooking temperatures.

When the oven is probably at operating temperature, remove the fire. I use a wet stick to push the fire into a bucket of water. An old hoe or shovel is fine for this task, but the heat will spoil the ‘temper’ of the metal, so a shovel used for fire removal will likely break if used for digging afterwards. Once the fire is removed, check the temperature. An oven thermometer is ideal for this task, but a few strips of paper will work. If a small piece of newspaper instantly smokes or burns when tossed into the oven, the temp is over 500 degrees F. If the paper starts to turn brown and black in about ten to fifteen seconds, the temp is about 450 degrees F–perfect for bread. If the oven door does not seal perfectly, wads of aluminum foil can fill any crack. I lean rocks against my cookie sheet to hold it firmly in place during cooking.

The temp of the oven will slowly fall as time passes. This is perfect for bread, as it rises quickly, then ‘sets’ and browns. I prefer to use loaf pans for my bread. Potatoes also do well in such an oven–they can cook in their own skins, and after they are done, they can be wiped clean with a moist towel. Both potatoes and bread are not spoiled if small bits of clay fall onto them while cooking, but cakes and such need to be covered if cooked in a clay oven. After the cooked food is removed, cut wood can be stored in the still-warm oven. This wood will dry out further and burn better, but the oven should be sealed just in case an overlooked hot coal starts the wood smoldering.

Charcoal production

A clay oven can also be used to produce horticultural charcoal. My large oven has a bit of aluminum gutter built in, and hot coals are pushed down the gutter into a bucket half-full of water with a waterlogged hooked stick. The oven can get incredibly hot when making charcoal–even larger pieces of wood will burst into flame when put into a really hot oven, and the fire will grow overlarge quickly unless the doorway is mostly blocked. When the oven gets this hot, I find a small opening at the top of the door and a small opening underneath the cookie sheet is enough for charcoal production. Bluish smoke is optimal–when the smoke thins and loses color, the oven should be emptied of most of the hot coals. If the oven is very hot, a smallish load of medium or small pieces of wood will turn into charcoal with the doorway completely sealed.

The charcoal is an excellent absorber of some salts. I sometimes put a bit of fertilizer in a bucket of charcoal soaking in water and leave it overnight before I add the charcoal to the soil. I had to learn the hard way to never leave a bucket of charcoal soaking in water for a long period of time. Mosquito larvae are difficult to see among the charcoal bits, especially if there is only a little bit of water in a bucket mostly full of charcoal. It took me far too long to find where all the %@$&# mosquitoes were coming from.

about thirty freshly-baked potatoes from a clay oven

A batch of bread from my large clay oven

 

Meditation for the Western Mind

Meditation is often mocked and maligned in the M5M, yet it is a powerful way to focus the mind. Humans are capable of changing the way they think–reprogramming their brain software, if you will pardon the metaphor. Mental training is valuable, and most humans are capable of this without help. Gurus and educators are nice but not necessary.

One way to train yourself is to use classical behavioristic techniques. For example, if you bite your fingernails and wish to stop, you can put a rubberband on your wrist, and everytime you find your fingernails approaching your mouth you can snap the rubberband on your wrist as a ‘punishment.’ This technique is effective but not quite what I mean by meditation or mental training.

The most powerful thing I have learned from meditation is how to recover from distractions when thinking–a kind of mental persistence. I cannot claim that I rarely have distracting thoughts even after years of meditation practice, but I do recognize quickly when my brain has strayed and I need to return to my original train of thought. I have also learned that I do not multi-task well–so I don’t allow myself to daydream while driving, for example. When I daydream, I prefer to do it in a quiet place with few distractions!

“I lived in solitude in the country and noticed how the monotony of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind.” Albert Einstein also said his ‘secret’ was his ability to think of one problem for a very long time.

I think that every action and thought consumes limited brain processing power; including humming a tune or even twiddling the thumbs. Noise or other external distractions also consume brainpower, but this can be minimized with practice. Internally generated ‘noise’ is still a problem, but less than it used to be. “Buddha was said to meditate so serenely that birds were able to nest in his hair. (…)  Buddha is one of the few Dear Leaders that you can place a bird’s nest upon his head and his fundamentalist followers won’t try to blow you up.”  Edward Tufte

Concentrating on a mental task has been an excellent way for me to learn how to meditate, even if the mental task is something as weird as generating mondegreens for the Pledge of Elite Gents. I found that meditating on my breathing or on a phrase was boring and tiring, but perhaps I didn’t persevere long enough. If I could teach myself to focus mentally on what I consider boring, then interesting mental tasks should become easy to think about without losing concentration–but the learning curve was too steep for me.

My preferred position for meditation is lying down on a comfortable surface, such as a bed or couch. Falling asleep has not been a problem for me. My body complains if I sit too long, which interferes with my mental focus.

I do not claim that I have discovered the true nature of reality, nor to have discovered who or what I ‘really’ am, nor do I claim to be ‘enlightened’ (whatever that means). I have learned the beginnings of metacognition–the ability to evaluate my own thinking. I have learned that I am a font of infinite desires, and that new desires will appear should I satisfy present desires–so I might as well pick which ones I will try to satisfy. I have learned that there are T\/ programs and adverts that are an unwanted antidote to meditation, causing unquenchable desires and occupying brainspace for far too long. I have learned is a way of thinking that allows me to concentrate on one mental task for a long time, to identify and ignore irrelevant distractions, and a little of the power of thinking–and I learned all this from the same person who taught the Buddha–nobody.

“I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who conquers his enemies; for the hardest victory is over self.”  Aristotle

“It is the nature of the wise to resist pleasures, but the foolish to be a slave to them.” Epictetus

“An intellectual is someone whose mind watches itself.”  Albert Camus

“As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives.”  Henry David THoreau

 

I pledge a mondegreen to Queen Frag, and Her mighty state of hysteria

A mondegreen is a mishearing or misinterpretation of a phrase that is worth repeating. If you think the above comic isn’t funny, click the ‘back’ button on your browser now, for the Pledge will be ‘mondegreened.’ Maybe even two other songs well known for inspiring Ameristan patriogizm–turn back now if you are easily offended. 

 

   I pledge allegiance to the good side, about 99% of america  and to the free public, no wicked plans, fun nation, universal, with medicare and no lies at all. 

   I pledge a grievance to the scam for untying the state of America, and to elite pundits, War-richistan, whore nation, inexcusable, with penalties and drug busts for all.

   I pledge adherence to the plan of the new-knighted snakes of scamerica and to the McGov, inc, more wicked plans, with levity and ‘trust us’ for all.

   I pledge resistance, ‘lectric gags! And to the delighted banks of Scamerica. and from the free public, lore which is banned, indefensible, with plutocracy and crushed lives for all.

   I treasure intents to defrag  ugly unified state of our media   and EULA the public, for widget  brands, play station, in the videos,  which sift for the gun lust, feral.

   I pledge discreet hints of the plan to you frightened jakes unaware of it   and the oily peak of it, more wicked plans, radiation, invisible, conspiracy and just this for all.  

 

The unselected, rejected, neglected, and disrespected, because you can do better: 

I grudge elite gents with their plans, ugly new lie to state of americonned,    of the new lie did traits of an erica,  of the new lighted cakes  of the few rights dead straight of a errorbar.     for the too bright did bake in a merica   ugly ghoul knight did gape at america   of the two mighty fakes of scamerica   for the few rights did break in america    of the skewed blighted fates of a bear licker,     of the benighted jakes of    off key two lighted skates unaware of ya.   off the too bright with snakes of the media.     of the derided tastes of america           of the unblighted traits of a miracle. of the two blighted fakes of aware ica      a rare hiccup,   a hairy cuss    a buried cah  a rare stickup   a caroler     a Kalidah   a character   of the few white bread jakes   radiation invisible

 

        I hedge a leet fence      I pledge my wee tents           i pledge my ‘leet mints      i pleasure the gents  to be dragged    and tho we reek of it    Unscrew the fee public   and to the bit bucket     and two or three dub steps    bores snitch as planned           wares glitch as planned         for itch our hands     or wishing glands       for bitchin’ bands    one station     sensation   conspiracy and  jealous furball.   

  Even if you can’t do better, and just ‘steal’ it from here, you can honestly say you stole it from no6ody. 

Other people’s Pledge mondegreens, credited where possible:

   I pleasure legions, to the flag of the ninety stays of America And to the public, for riches dance, one asian, under cod, with liver tea and just this for all.

   I pledge allegiance to Goldman Sachs, and to the conspiracy for which it stands, one racket under Paulson, Communist and indivisible, with eviction and poverty for all.

   I pledge allegiance, to Queen Fragg,And her mighty state of hysteria. And to the reporters, with delicious hams, One nation, under bob, indefensible, With quibbling and lettuce for all.

   I pledge a lesson to the frog of the United States of America, and to the wee puppet for witches hands. One Asian, in the vestibule, with little tea and just rice for all.

   I pledge impertinence to the flagwaving   of the unindicted co-conspirators of America  and to the Republicans for which I can’t stand  one abomination, underhanded fraud  indefensible with liberty and justice forget it.  Matt Groening

   I plead alignment to the flakes of the untitled snakes of a merry cow. And to the Republicans for which they scam, one nacho, underpants, with licorice and jugs of wine for owls.”   Matt Groening

   I pledge a grievance to the flag and the divided states of america, and to the republicans, whom i can’t stand, one nation, under dog, indespicable, with liberty for just us, not all.

   I pledge a legion to the frog of the delighted steaks of America, and to the public for Richard Stands, one naked individual, with liver tea and just kiss for all.

The original lyrics are no longer descriptive:  My country ’tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died! Land of the Pilgrim’s pride! From every mountain side, Let freedom ring!        Mondegreen to the reds pew!

   My country tortures me; sweet lies of tyranny, ugly thy sting. Land where my freedoms died; plans where the TV lied; force deadly oft applied; undeserving.

   My eyes distinctly see   secret theology;  of 3 I sing.  Land where my money dies;   land of the pills and lies;   for every one short supplies;   stop listening.

   Wiiidescreen in front of me;   frontal lobotomy;   slowly moving.   Land where free thought has died;   Land of the fat behind;   to neverending stimuli;   let’s eat some thing.

   My conscience thinks I see   sheer lack of dignity.   Of pee I sing.   Pee where the others died;   pee on their punctured hides;  film it for the folks state-side;   weeniewagging. 

the cutting room floor:

My country’s 5H175 on me; just wanted to be free; smoke me something. Land where I bought supplies, stand up for truth, not lies, for dignity not denied, 

my country, tears for thee  my gun says misery  my country pissed on thee    my bumpy front of me    sweet lass of Mystery   sweets laid in front of thee   undies i fling   undesiring    get me more bling  ugly icing   all this guy thing       not bothering    measurably well supplied

  The original (if outdated) lyrics:   O beautiful, for spacious skies,  For amber waves of grain,  For purple mountain majesties   Above the fruited plain!  America! America!   God shed his grace on thee  And crown thy good with brotherhood   From sea to shining sea!                                                                                                          

   O tv spew, your specious lies,   you’re adding waves of pain;   your pervert wartime fantasies;   and drugs and schools insane!  America i’m scared a ya,   mob led, disgraced, nasty,   endowed thy hoods with others’ goods   from seizures over seas.

   As you do spew rapacious lies   of addled ways to gain   your politician travesties   all have the foolish brain!   Oh where is a America   not sedated mentally?  Your ‘crowd thy hoods with shoddy goods’    whores weep and whine and wheeze. 

   O looted tool, poor class despised,    your apps all save your name;    your people, mental tragedies,    corruptly fooled again!   O media, deceiving ya,   bad hagiographies   they sound no good because they should    fit to reality!

pits and beaches: 

 of stupid rules, for baseless lies   o stoopid fool, for facist lies   for faceless guys tasteless pies    your awful ways remain    aware is a america   You shaped this place nasty   got pled his case for free    got radiated tea   irradiated free    in-situ, sterilely   got shed of facebook fees    lack fake sincerity    for see you bullshit me     your creepy I N C! 

 

No6ody thinks of the children

 

 

This is what happens when psychopaths run a society.

Thank you, Mr. Whitaker, for your investigative work. It is a shame that you have to do what reporters and Grand Juries used to do.

 

It is possible to dig your own grave with a knife and fork

Most humans are ‘designed’ to eat starchy foods.

“Amylases are secreted proteins that hydrolyze 1,4-alpha-glucoside bonds in oligosaccharides and polysaccharides, and thus catalyze the first step in digestion of dietary starch and glycogen. The human genome has a cluster of several amylase genes that are expressed at high levels in either salivary gland or pancreas.”  NCBI

From a sci paper available here:

from this video by Dr. Lisle: “How to lose weight without losing your mind”

Much more after the jump…

 

Supernormal, superoptimal, superstimuli

The ultimate stimulus:

Supernormal, superoptimal, superstimuli: A spoonful of ~sugar~ makes the medicine go down. In other words, a crystalized, purified, simple carbohydrate extracted from the juice of squished ~ cane stalks will, in humans, induce the ingestion of non-preferred food/beverage item(s)–humans can be persuaded to eat or drink the strangest things if you mix in some particular saccharides. It is a potent feeding stimulus across many species for good reason–energy is extracted from glucose, and digestion changes common sweet-tasting saccharides into glucose. However, all ~ used to be rare, and never found in such purity. Certain modern cultivars (~ cane, ~ beets, most fruits and some other veggies) accumulate more ~ than their ancestors and are considered ‘improved.’ Modern techs mean it is cheaply extracted and purified by the ton, or inexpensive starch is cheaply broken up into its sugar subunits (or ‘chemistried’ into High Fructose Corn Syrup). This makes bubbly ~ water very inexpensive to produce, even if colorings and flavor enhancers are added. Such a drink is a hyperpotent ‘drink me’ stimulus. I doubt any zookeeper would give such a superstimulus drink to a non-human animal very often (but ~ does have a long history as one of The Things Animals Will Work For). Perhaps, in a few thousand years, humans will have adapted to a sugar-saturated world and not overconsume sweetened things.

The herring gull laid the little egg, which will now die–unless somebody removes the FAKE BIG EGG.

This little paper shape scares baby ducks when held overhead and moved in the ‘hawk’ direction. It remains effective even if you let the duckling stand on it first.

Before-anime baby-fic-action, another mental lever:

Now that you know about ‘supernormal stimuli,’ you may start to see them in other aspects of your life, including more that are food related. After all, deciding what makes your brain get a little too interested is quite subjective. Expect cognitive dissonance, as You Will Not Want To Believe. Good luck.

Some potential superstims: authority figures (hat tip Stanley Milgram), being part of a large crowd of humans, credit/currency/money, drugs (including cigs, alcohol, coffee), playing with fire, music, high speed transport, heavy equipment, human pheromones, storytelling, baby animals, food-like techno-products, computer games, weapons, T\/ ,gambling… and nearly ineffable stories like honor, truth, and justice.

Humans have an infinite capacity to desire–satisfied urges always reveal yet more unsatisfied desires. Evolution seemed to favor unsatisfiable, constantly seeking, greedy behavior. But seeking to fulfill *all* your desires is insane. Intelligent humans carefully choose which desires are worth the chasing. Advertising exists to insert emotion, deception, and chaos into the “carefully choose” part.

“Advertising may be described as the science of arresting the human intelligence long enough to get money from it.” Stephen Leacock

“Advertising is a valuable economic factor because it is the cheapest way of selling goods, particularly if the goods are worthless.” Sinclair Lewis

Some breeds of chickens will ‘play dead’ if a real hawk gets this close. A fake hawk will induce the same reaction. If the model hawk is removed or has its eyes covered, the chicken recovers quickly. If the model with covered eyes is replaced with a pair of eyes on a stick (not shown), the chicken’s recovery is much slower.

In addition to making medicine go down… Watch a boring but useful lecture with enhanced video. Pay people to do stuff for you. Use music to distract from unpleasant things, as well as more potent ‘stupor-st!mu1!.
SSStacking T\/ ‘stacks’ well with a few necessary activities (eating, sleeping), and other potentially add!(tive ones (like drugs/eating SS ‘foods’/pron/[CLASSifIED TOP SECRET) 'Stacking' scares the '^(;,;)^' outta me. What if to1erance develops? A child or otherwise susceptible 'conned-sumer' could learn to seek ever more po7en7 simul-lies, will never be completely satisfied, so will always seek more. (Interring into teh Land of More-Whores, the Land of Fauxic Schlock) What possible defense is there--other than shunnn!?

"If you're going to let industries decide how much salt, sugar and fat is in your food, they're going to put [in] as much as they possibly can. Why? Because they want to sell as much of it as they possibly can and we are hard-wired to like sugar, fat and salt. They will push those buttons until we scream or die.” Michael Pollan

Human tech will/already has made it possible to induce microcurrents in brain cells without a physical electrode. CorpGovcult will want to use it in the unending quest for PR0F175/P0W3R. The connedsumervictim will prolly have to keep still, limiting its use. Maybe a properly equipped luxury car ‘tester’ on the showroom floor? Every dentist, doc, and hairdresser will want one.

All images (except “Pogo Possum” from cartoonist Walt Kelley) from these sources:

 

Storytelling GOLD!!!1!1!

I hope you will pardon this no6ody who wishes to use certain powerful storytelling ideas found in certain  O : – )    ( – : <   publications. This storyteller thinks that the AntiC Riced memecomplex is pure storytelling 901d, surviving a very long time in human meme-space. This use of the auntie-cur-iced memecomplex is not a trivial undertaking… for this is a plea, a prayer, an attempt to keep other people’s brainspace out of the metaphorical fire/chaos/damage.

The moral of this story can be told at the beginning: When power has no concience, and greed has no limits, the killing has no end.

No6ody thinks it is written that nobody would see the αuntie-cr¡esω coming. So far, I have noticed an un¦-¦0LY triplet.

Component: The ©οrpθrate business model powered by greed. Long ago, its memes achieved critical mass and were able to change human cultures to favor increased ©ôrp-memethöüght propagation. Through various amoral means, this component includes limited liability for 5t0ckh0lders/owners. Employees are legally bound to seek unlimited pr0fit$. It has a top-down command structure, and the commands are obeyed or no paycheck–like an econ0m!c dic7atorship. Legally, the risks are minimized for the 5t0ckhοlders/οwners, but never potential prof!ts. Layers of management hide the negative effects, for the employees have limited data and upper level manangers are well paid to pretend all is well. All c0rp0rate servants may seek rewards, including super st!muli like the authority to command others and/or more cμrrency, which is currently exchangeable for many other super 5timuli).

“I hope we shall crush in its birth the aristocracy of our monied corporations which dare already to challenge our government to a trial by strength, and bid defiance to the laws of our country.”  Thomas Jefferson

Component: F!@T cur rent see and its control. This is a m0ney mutation that evolved from a preciøus metal standard.  If Frak shun-all Reserve of a F!@T currency 8@N king is combined with the C0rp Bus!ness Model, then one plus one equals sixs!xsix. Immense power (another 5upern0rmal st!m) accumulates to the currency controllers. It is impossible to have too much cur3ncy, so all humans could spend their entire lives accumulating more.

Fract!0nal reserve b4nk!ng has long been known to be inherently unstable; every major religion forbids usury. The curren(y supply must grow at an exponential rate or borrowed cur rentseized plus interest cannot be paid back. The curr3ncy masters: 1) make the L0@N5 and thus regulate the amount of their paper in use, 2) control interest rates on their paper, 3) are powerful enough to force governments to use their increasingly metaphorical rectangles of paper, who then force its use upon taxpayers.

Easily produced paper ∞rectangles∞ do not have much intrinsic value.

 ”He that is of the opinion m0ney will do everything may well be suspected of doing everything for m0ney.”  Benjamin Franklin

“8anking was conceived in iniquity and was born in sin. The 6ankers own the earth. Take it away from them, but leave them the power to create m0ney, and with the flick of the pen they will create enough deposits to buy it back again. However, take it away from them, and all the great fortunes like mine will disappear and they ought to disappear, for this would be a happier and better world to live in. But, if you wish to remain the slaves of 6ankers and pay the cost of your own slavery, let them continue to create m0ney.” – Sir Josiah Stamp, Director of the Bank of England (appointed 1928).

“Whoever controls the supply of currency would control the business and activities of all the people.”  President James Garfield, shortly before he was assassinated in 1881

Component: Electronic devices combined with hi-tech pr0p-agenda. A huge pop of peeps will sit in front of a glowing, talking box for an average of  five  hours a day, forced to select from whatever choices the mon3ywh0res allow them, learning only what they are allowed to learn, exposed to the most manipulative @dverts and ‘pr0duct placements’ that mon3y can buy. The sound-and-light show box is an electronic add!ction, a plug-in dru9, the use of which sedates and hypnotizes even if the content is Faux-ick. C0rp0rate content –> consumers’ craniums. C0nnedsumers will even pay for cable hooked-ups and w!de5creens, making this 5upern0rmal 57!mulus even more effective.

“It is utterly wrong that what we see in our homes should depend on the advertisers to make profits.”  Hugh Gaitskell, Labour MP (UK), 1951

“A cynical, mercenary, demagogic press will produce in time a people as base as itself.”  Joseph Pulitzer

“…that control through the punishment of undesirable behavior is less effective, in the long run, than control through the reinforcement of desirable behavior by rewards, and that government through terror works on the whole less well than government through the non-violent manipulation of the environment and of the thoughts and feelings of individual men, women and children.” Aldous Huxley, Brave New World Revisited, 1958

Assembled together, these components could make servants and slaves out of potential 90I)5 and 90dde55es. Together, they might create situations that force ordinary people to lie, cheat, steal, murder. Together, they could make endless w@r possible. Together, they make 3mpyr3 potent.

~   currently seeking more telling of the tale than has been told  ~

 

Reducing the Potency of Liberty

Who is this?

 

 

 

Here’s a hint… this coin was accompanied by a ‘standing Liberty’ quarter dollar, and a ‘walking Liberty’ half.

 

 

 

 

 

Of course, the dime has a profile of Lady Liberty on it, not the Roman god with the winged sandals. The word ‘Liberty’ is even written around her head, yet most of us use the name of a god from a republic that turned into a dictatorship. (0-0!nte1 to the max, dude. Here’s the symbol applied to both the Roman God and ‘quicksilver,’ the element:

Stories lost to most of us: the odd hat Lady Liberty is wearing? Only free citizens could wear the Phrygian cap in ancient times. The wings on the hat? a symbol for freedom of thought. These historical stories, and many more, were stolen from the American people and replaced with lesser stories. If Mercury really was on the dime, one might suppose that the Mint and the American people tolerated graven images of ‘false’ gods on their s!lver money. The storytellers of these lesser stories wanted the people to reject the beautiful s!lver coins and forget the stories of Liberty and Freedom, even if it caused them to be unable to tell a man’s face from a woman’s face (look for the ‘Adam’s apple’). Now we have coins with the faces of men on them, much like previous Empyr3s, a form of government rejected by the Founding Fathers.

The fasces, on the back of the dime, is a tied-together bundle of sticks symbolizes the unified strength of many people. Now the word refers to a nasty type of dictatorship where men who own the businesses of a country also own the government. These men benefit from a new-forged link between the fasces and ‘fascism,’  as the story of a unified people is lost. These men wish to break the wings of free thought and burn everyone’s Phrygian caps. The present coins are tokens only slightly more intrinsically valuable than the paper versions bearing the portraits of men who (imho) would be horrified to see their faces on the fiat. “Federal” reserve note, indeed. FRN is a three-word toxic story!

“Paper is poverty…it is the ghost of money, and not money itself.” Thomas Jefferson, on the $2 b ill.

The ranting increases after the jump…

 

In times of great evil, ordinary people will do evil things

Many years ago a social p5ychol0g!st demonstrated that there are some crazy situations that will cause nearly every person to flip a switch that supposedly would (450V DANGER SEVERE SHOCK) a total stranger. There are other situations in which nearly every person rebe11s against flipping the same switch. The big lesson here: in a really stupid situation, everyone does really stupid things. In G soc!ety such as ours?

Let’s imagine that we’re putting a group of very young adults in un!form, and also put them in charge of a prison with lots of ‘paying customers.’  Now lets tell our uninformed and un!formed pr!son guards that these particular pr!5oners are very nasty evildoers and that the pr!soners are to be !nterr0gated in a few hours, wink wink, nudge nudge. Some of them don’t get it, maybe because they ate lead paint chips a few times as children, so we tell them to ‘rough ‘em up a l!ttle so they crack when we quest!on them.’ This is setting our imaginary gu4rds up for a spectacular fail. Our guards might go crazy in several ways s!multaneously. Bonus multiplier for night shift, bored, tired, un5upervised, med!cated, intoxicated, and deficient in social p5ychology training. 5tanford Pri5on Exper!ment, Abu Ghra!b, G!tmo.

Why does no6ody care about this? It changes the story we tell ourselves when we think of those impr!soned–especially when Empy!re ensnares too many harmless people. But ‘situat!onal awarenes5′ includes much more. What does corp0rate cu1ture cause humans to do that they would never do otherwise? What roles did cop culture play in the creation of Mr. 9epper5pray?

What really scares me…the fact that Dr. M!lgram (and those who know of his research) could wield such power over other humans’ humanity solely with two guys and fake equipment. I’m sure that there are p5ychopaths who are as amazed by this research as I am, but for different reasons.