Never have I ever
Watched reality teevee. I thought “survivor” had potential at first, but learned not to before I tried it. It’d be slower paced and less entertaining, but I’d watch a real survivor show. Take, say, a dozen people from all strata of life. Rich westerners, Somali desperadoes, and a nice gradient in between. Drop them all on an island and see who has to be medivac’ced out last. Unless we let them bring it with, nobody would manage fire.
Tweeted or tiktoke.
Drank an energy drink. I don’t like a hard caffeine high at all, why would I want to admix it with a bunch of psuedo drugs that jack up my blood pressure and flush my face? In my day, energy drinks were called Jolt Cola, and all the kids got bored with it by ninth grade or so. I always drank coffee anyway. It is an acquired taste, but I had to chug a waterglass of cold black coffee a lot of mornings to get any caffeine in me at all in the few minutes I was awake before having to catch the bus. Compared to ma’s crappy leftovers, a hot cup of black coffee tastes like the nectar of the gods.
Attempted to create anything. This here is bullshit; it’s therapeutic writing. I accept now that I’ll never be allowed to create art. That would be allowing me a voice.
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How about we talk about childhood? You know, that stage of life the West invented a hundred fifty years ago. It’s actually more complicated than that. Humans develop in roughly seven year stages, and can get stuck in any of them. Further complicating things, “development” isn’t a single linear tree, it’s a forest of tangled trees that all sprout and develop interconnectedly. Even more complicated is the human mind’s ability to encourage or prune individual trees to shape hir own personality, which (even /more/ complexity!) is done in conjunction with and as a result of pressure from the other humans around. Whew! Nature or nurture? Both. And then some.
Anyway, the only true “children” are those in the first seven years, like the xtians encourage you get stuck at. The next seven are social and the beginnings of sex—those are what were beat out of me, I had to jump ahead to the life of the mind. I never belonged in elementary school; if anyone else ever outgrows it I never met shim. It’s fucking absurd to put the border between child and adult in the middle of the following stage of development. That’s a critical one for your sense of self, and the border where you are old enough to take responsibility for your actions is 25yo, when your brain canalizes, in the middle of the subsequent seven-year stage.
I think I ended up drawing up a template for a personality that’ll work for human2.0. When people can live functionally infinite lives, the limitation will be the mind instead of the body. Think on it—if you could live however long you wanted, how long do you think would be enough? When would you get bored enough to say, “bye bye” voluntarily, 500 years? 5000? Five mil? Billion? The universe operates on a decibillionary scale. Are you happy enough in yourself to exist for ten billion years? The xtains all want to go ASAP. I bet I could hang another couple centuries if I didn’t have to do it in isolation.
The human lifespan is naturally about 25-40. That works. I mean:
Teeth generally don’t last past your 30s.
We use women up by fucking them. A bitch can only have so many kids before her body gives out and she croaks. They really should be stackable.
Anybody who plays video games understands why pro athletes retire in their early 30’s. Your reflexes degrade.
Now, I grew up after birth control, so I don’t think of women as in the same category as children, pets, and livestock. They’re people, not consumables.
And I grew up after penicillin and vaccines an’ shit. In even an 80 year lifespan, it seems perfectly reasonable to take the first 25 to learn before you have to play for real. But then who would fight in the wars?
The only solution is to knock the average lifespan back a couple decades. Good thing that worked out.
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It’s not racist if it’s true.
When I was in Tallinn, the German agent reacted to me the way the player did to this asshole. We were in the kitchen of the hostel talking about cooking and I shared my observation that hot countries, like mexico, use a lot of spicy in their cuisine because they had to learn to mask the taste of rotten meat. Somehow, in his mind, pointing out that meat rots faster in the tropics than the nordics construes racism—see why it’s best I simply hide from other humans? I mean—I think I brought the kid onboard the clue train by pointing out that refrigeration has only existed for about 70 years, but even still—why do I have to parrot that blindingly obvious fact to not be perceived as a racist? Remember—you can’t smell yourself.
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I’m usually late to the party and assume everyone else knows this by now but…they killed the post office? It looks like the US postal service is now a handful of storefronts and nothing else. I tracked my packages and the only USPS entity that handled them was the local storefront. The lords sold the postal service to their cronies behind the scenes. We really need more journalism here. What we need are legal protections for journalists. You are only allowed to report on people with less money than you. Otherwise they SLAP you into bankruptcy. Propublica found a way to harness corporate power and shelter under their wing, but I know there’s a limit. People would be pissed if they knew the feds sold the post office. It’s, literally, the only constitutional public service.
You’re welcome. I’m just an asshole who sits in a room and does his own thinking. You too can be shim. Every day in every way, you make an active choice /not/ to. The default is eyes wide open—you are choosing to inhabit the land of the blind. Wake up.
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Remember when the porn companies threatened to dox everybody in NC over the bathroom bill?