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Dystopian clashes

“1984 was a warning, not an instruction manual!”

Well.
Frak it.

There are so many people out there, fearing that 1984 is going to come true. I got flushed with garbage like that from a friend on facebook, amongst a torrent of other useless shite.

Take a good look around you, and tell me, do we REALLY live in the dystopian vision of the future that Orwell drew up, or did Huxley foretell the future more accurately?

What do I mean? Well, let me do a small metaphoric explanation:

Orwell – Every room of the house is under surveilance, the building is on fire, the building manager is standing at the exit, telling everyone that everything is perfectly fine, and they need to continue doing what they’re supposed to.
Huxley – The building is on fire, someone is claiming that the fire is fake, someone else chimes in and says that “back in the day” the flames were practical effects, but the new CGI flames look fakey fake. The hippie chick stands there screaming that the fire-extinguishers cause cancer, a band sits in the corner of the smoke filled lobby jamming as if nothing happened, a spokesperson of the management ist quietly telling a non existent crowd that the building may be burning, a sciency dude from the basement tries to douse the flames with a cup of water, a whistleblower who used to work for management “leaks” the info that the sprinklers are not working, but no one is listening.

Neither Orwell nor Huxley ever dreamed of the possibility of their dystopian visions ever combining in a catastrophic fusion of “We’re fraked!”.
In all honesty, I am afraid we live in a bastard love-child of these dystopian visions: “1984” married “A Brave New World” and  we live in the resulting catastrophe.

Governments lie, tell those in a calm and boring voice as if it was the truth, while all kind of nonsensical shite is hurled around too, so even IF someone were to tell the truth, it would be drowned out by the noise. (Many people, even in the US haven’t got a clue who Edward Snowden is, or what he did/does…and no, he’s not Julian Assange…)
For all that it’s worth – do not turn to the cospiracy theorists. They are just adding to the confusion, the most conspiratory thing I would be willing to believe, is that the governments are trolling us with crazy, looney stories in the conspiracy department themselves, to distract us.

You are flooded with useless crap on facebook, google, twitter, 5 trillion TV channels, countless magazines, “news”papers, X-Boxes VS. Playstations, Nintendos, smartphones (and the entire ridiculous “apple VS. android” war), gaming in general, and all those special people out there.

Can you truly sort out the real news from all this crap?
No?
Good.
Because even the real news, probably is a fabrication, once the BNW crap is sorted out, the 1984 factor shines through – lies, lies, lies, truth, lies, lies, truth, lies, halftruth, lies.

But wait, there’s more!

Once this unholy union of “complete over saturation” and “complete surveillance / fabrication” is uncovered, and you pay a few minutes attention to the people (supposedly?) in power, you realise the horrible truth: this is a menage a trois of dystopian nightmares. Orwell and Huxley got company – idiocracy has joined the playing field, mingling with the others.
Yes, idiocracy.
Look out there, people who hold (ivy league) degrees, but by all common sense shouldn’t have gotten out of the short bus, are in leading positions. Senators, governors, vice presidents, and higher up in the respective food chains of countries.
People who would loose in a game of chess against a common inner-city pigeon.
》Wind can’t be used as a renewable source of energy, because it would slow down, and stop cooling the land, thus global warming. Global warming isn’t real, it got cold last winter. If solar panels are used it might siphon all the sunshine away and leave nature in the dark…《
Those were extreme examples, but pay close attention to your politicians, and you will hear nonsensical shite, or contradictions in one sentence, yourself.

My suggestion, if your politicians call for more gas guzzlers, steal their money, unfollow everyone who is re-/posting more than twice a day, steer clear of conspiracy theorists, and do life perfomances for the CCTV cameras, and later demand the tapes released into your custody to make an artsy film (without ever needing camera equipment), if you hear your government say ANYTHING, take it wotha grain of salt or two.
Entertain yourself.

The system is broken, but boy, it sure is damn fun to beat a dead horse and watch it twitch…

Irregular post! 22 July 2015

I haven’t done one of these in some time.

Or at least it feels like that.

As you know, I have been on vacation.

Beautiful Styria!
Ancient, long dead volcanoes, wine country, and hellish heat!
In the middle of the heat wave, we were out there. One would think forests, hills and mountains would provide for fresh and cool air – NOPE!
It was suffocating.
For a few days our son had a fever and diarrhea, making the trips shorter and fewer.

In the times between touristy trips I had hoped to get a bit of “work” done. You know – children stories, comedic bits, Christmas calendar pieces, editorial on RoF, reading…
Again, NOPE!
Once the little one was sound asleep – I was as well.

Well, a week after we had come back from Styria, real tragedy struck: Our beloved dog had to be put down. 😥
Hurts really deep.

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Good night cutie.

Currently writing on episode 67, of (currently) planned 70. I write an episode a week.
Do the math.
Once I am done writing, editorial starts. In January I intend to start posting Rings of Fate, so Editorial needs to be swift…and thorough.

Hope to find the time to compile a review post of some(or one) of our trips.
Take care,
A.

Dog poop (Comedy)

“Your dog shat there!” (imagine an elderly woman with a ton of blame in her voice)

So? So it did lady! Look at the “grass” strip where my dog shat in. Plastic bags, plastic bottles and bottle caps, aluminum cans, metal bottle caps, glass bottles, glass splinters, cigarette buds…whenever there is dog poop not removed from this strip, it is a good deed.

My dog’s poop will be gone ENTIRELY in two weeks – tops! But the other stuff will be here when my great-great-grandchildrens great-great-grandchildren are on their death beds! And your biggest issue is dog poop?
Stuff that takes a thousand years or more to decay does not give you pause, but dog poop that will be fully decayed in two weeks? Really?

If I take the poop I substract vaulable nutrients from the circle of life. We humans do that already in a far to great a scale than to ignore further. Normally when a creature dies it drops dead, insects, worms, bacteria, scavangers take the body apart, they eat it, and poop it out later on. In that poop, in that shit, the nutrients are stored and returned to the soil. Plants use them to grow, bear fruit, which are eaten by herbivores who in turn are eaten by carnivores, who’ll get eaten once they’re dead. Both the herbivores and carnivores crap out nutritional dung for the ground to thrive upon.

What do we do with our dead? We gather them in special places, the soil there is rich and fertile, do we use it? NO!?
What happens to our droppings? Ah sewage treatment plants and then it isn’t used as fertilizer either. WE BURN OUR SHIT! We literally burn what remains then.
Taking nutrients out of the circle of life, the circle of nature, we keep substracting and wonder why we face a problem.

Lady, if I take that dog poop I’m actively participating in a further gang-rape on mother nature. You want to be an active rapist, pick it up yourself!

Besides, our city council told us, back in the day, that the dog tax is used to pay city employees who pick up dog poop.
Therefore, my duties are absolved.
I paid, I’m home free.
If the city council wants me to pick up my dog’s poop, they have to return my money. The dog tax has no validation anymore in that case. Period.

Me: “Yap, she did, didn’t she?”

Floosy: “I hope you step in it!”

Caffeine (comedy)

One of these days I’m gonna drop dead.

I’ll just stop breathing, and tumble over.

They will discover then that I have no more blood in my system, but pure undiluted caffeine!
Curious how I survived to the point of my death they’re gonna start an autopsy, just when placing the scalpel for the first incision I’ll wake up, screaming!
They’ll ask “How do you live?” to which I’ll reply “What do you mean ‘How do I live?’ I just DO! How DO YOU live??”
“You ain’t got no blood, only caffeine pumping through your veins!”
“Then why do feel tired all the time?” even more curious they’ll want to cut me open anyway, to which I’ll say “You can’t! You fracking can’t! There is no sufficient caffeine transfusion to keep me alive and you Frackers swore an oath to protect life!” then I’ll hook up a can of RedBull to my veins and run off.

‘Cause you see, sleep is a commodity that many can’t afford these days.
Myself very well included.

Ask doctors, and they’ll tell you that eight hours a night is healthy, and just what you should get.
Frak you!
If I want eight hours of sleep I’d need to go to bed at 9pm! But there’s too much left to do at 9pm!

First of all my baby needs feeding, bathing, change of diapers. Then my wife needs (my) time too, something she sadly doesn’t get enough of as of late. Don’t forget – watering the plants, wlaking the dog, dishes, laundry, and tidying up a little.
Go to bed at 9 pm and you’ll vomit in your pyjamas the next morning when you see the mess in the kitchen.

So, no. No sleep at 9pm, bugger off. In the meanwhile I’ll keep substituting sleep with coffee transforming myself slowly but steadily from a “Homo Sapiens Sapiens” into a “Homo Sapiens Caffeinis” – something like a zombie, only aware and only harmful to coffee and energy drinks…Who needs oygen when you have sugar? Who needs nutrients when you’ve got caffeine? ;Þ