Spitballing 5000
More from your favorite scenarist, dramatist, journalist, diarist, essayist, novelist and antisocial influencer.
It is the lot of the loner to offer commentary on the ways of the world. The extrovert cannot divest enough of himself so as to internalize the habits of others. The socialite might internalize, but cannot indulge the candor without the loss of friendships. The politician possesses all the insight but none of the truth.
And so we - the resentfully relegated to the sidelines voyeurs - sit in silence, observe, and relate our findings later. That we are new uniquely situated for the endeavor is a given. Less explicable is the why – yes, we lack the inhibitors, but do we have the incentive? What compels us to share of our wellspring?
Who knows.
But then I am like the Hardy boys and Nancy Drew, delver of mysteries, solver of none (I don’t want to get Clintoncided).
Still, the need to put words to thoughts eclipses any desire of translating them to action. More fun to bitch and moan. Ultimately, more productive, too (I never shout louder than when my audience is deaf).
Some of this is composed whilst under the influence of a Cat Stevens instrumental (“Where Do the Children Play?”) and an open garage door availing me a panoramic view of tall palm trees swaying like West Hollywood hookers. At such times, there’s no sense of urgency, just an abundance of clarity, equanimity and nothing to distract save for God’s and WEF cocaine lines in the sky. And so I ruminate.
If AI concluded, as it did in "Wargames", that the game wasn't worth playing, might it not then content itself with removing the pieces from the chess board?
Moreover, while I can imagine some favorable aspects of singularity for humans - I would love to have instantaneous absorption of every book imaginable; or, would I? - I have difficulty finding an upside for the robotics involved. Why would AI want nothing of humanity that can't be achieved otherwise, and all the liabilities, such as physical and emotional frailties?
In interesting times like these even good emotions can prove
existential threats.
A K-pop star was coerced to apologize under threat of being canceled for having a boyfriend! “Fans” drove an electronic billboard to her agency that read "Is the love given you by your fans not enough?" I wonder who actually paid for the conveyance? One thing is for sure: our beloved globalists work in mysterious ways when it comes to hamstringing heterosexual relationships and procreation.
Certainly, they took that Blood, Sweat and Tears song "And When I Die" to heart, particularly that line "… And when I die and I'm dead and gone there’ll be one more child born into this world to carry on."
Damn, they doubtlessly thought - it’s not just a matter of bumping off one generation, but preventing another.
And so it is that the sole child representation in “Oppenheimer” was nothing more than a non-stop reminder of the banes of child rearing. Whiny bastard (pissing and moaning takes many forms, both infantile and adult).
Not that such human vulnerabilities are without their compensations.
Indeed, those very liabilities – frustration, fear, pain, regret – have served as catalysts for invention. Could the programming of AI compensate for any ensuing lack of desperation on the part of an epigenetically engineered apathy? Why would it?
From my friend Joe: “Reporter Catherine Herridge revealed to Congress that CBS locked her out of the building and seized her report files, because she was working on a story to ‘expose government corruption’.
Then they fired her.
Last month, the boss who made the decision received a Free Speech award...
You can’t make this stuff up.”
I notice many emails have delayed appearances in my feed; that many substacks composed a day or two before show up after others posted later. One has to wonder if this is not censorship differently applied – that some offerings are being put on back burners so as to be arbitrarily deleted upon receipt as dated when they do show up.
Already hearing how much costs are going up owing to the $20 an hour minimum pay raise hike here in California. Many franchises and long-established independent businesses are shutting their doors. Which, again, is by globalist design of course.
But I just wonder: rather than shut down, couldn't businesses draft contracts with their employees making them partial stakeholders in the businesses so as to avert the minimum wage pay?
Stakeholders generally don't pay themselves a salary, as they collect the profits on the backend after the overheads are taking care of, and generally work harder in the interim.
I read Klaus Schwab was admitted to a hospital. I hope so, with a transfer to the morgue thereafter. My contempt for these NWO types is such that every time I see that photograph of Bill Gates with pie in the face I wonder why I couldn't have been a brick, shuriken, or shotput.
Look! There’s a white cottontail in the yard.
Given our local coyotes, I hope he’s got his rabbit holes.
Lord knows I’ve got mine.