Posts tagged ‘society’

10 February 2017

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The storm’s still raging. The current geopolitical, and geosocial situation is a disaster, my country’s situation is stable, but odd (alternativefacts are abundant, eventhough I do not live in the US).

My personal status is … well, it is.

Hope you folks liked the RoF Season 1 bulk posting at the end of January, there will be a bulk posting of Season 2, but we’ll see when that happens. (Instead of an Adventcalendar? Only throughout January 2018? At the end of it? We’ll se, we’ll see.)

Hope you folks are well, while battle my inner demons, and the exterior crushing bullshit hail…

Take care,
A.

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People who….

schould be beaten with poles enscribed with facts.

These days the bullshit express ran around Facebook (and other asocial media) with the two dudes standing opposite each other arguing whether the number painted on the floor between them is a ‘6’ or a ‘9’.
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Listen here you uber pseudo-tolerant assholes out there, this is completely wrong.
This is the level of erroneous bullshit I’ve come to expect to see from people who need ‘safe spaces’ (despite there being none on the planet, unless you dig an airraid shelter without internet, TV or radio, books or newspapers, then you and your opinions are in a safe space).
There are no other sides to a debate about the “truth”.
Either something is, or it isn’t. (Unless you’re dealing with quantum physics. But that’s another can of worms.)
A friend of mine said that, while you do not have to give validity to the opinions of the other side, you have to give validity to the emotions behind them.
No.
No, I don’t.
Giving validation, for example, to these cretins who believe vaccines cause autism, even in the slightest, is too much. They squeeze their foot through the door and wiggle until they are in. And before you know it they stand in your living room babbling on about something, reeking of rancid coconut oil and herbal mixtures for their hair.

We live in a time and world where opinions and feelings are higher valued than facts, and someone coined the phrase ‘post-factual’. In such a world where I can beat on peoples ears with facts until my mouth dries up and their eardrums bleed, without changing ANYTHING, you honestly expect me to see your (erring) point of view, or the misguided emotions behind it?
No.

“Look sunshine, here’s a 4, a 5 and thus this is a 6, followed by a 7 and an 8, and, oh, look, a 9.
If you go there and argue that it is a 6, I will make you eat the paint.” Facts, people, facts.

I’m done debating feelings and opinions crowds. These window-lickers are immune to facts, why waste my time?
The earth is a globe (more or less), it isn’t hollow, moonlanding was real, 9/11 was a terrorist attack, there are no reptilians, the jewish global conspiracy is non existent, vaccines are safe, healthy, and important, chemtrails do not exist, nor do Morgellons, aliens (if they exist at all) don’t give a crap about earth – or humans in particular, safespaces are bullshit, there are only 2 genders (Genders, are facts. Identities, are feelings. Got that? Good, moving on), HAARP and weather manipulation are BS, mindcontrol does not work, and dihydrogrenmonoxide is H2O also known as water you chemistry-phobic velcro shoe wearing half wits!

I state the facts in an argument, I will not discuss the opinions and emotions. Facts.
If you do not change your mind and keep on being stupid, fuck you.
The point of ridicule has then been reached. And I will make fun of you until I get bored.
Trolling? Maybe.
Adequate reaction of a facts person to a postfactual idiot? Definitely.

Do not defend this garbage. Keep this postfactual crap where it belongs – in pre-school.

Take care
A.

Inspirational Bullshit

Because that is against human nature.
Because it is engrained in our very DNA.
It is what has made us as a species so successful.

Distrust, fear, hatred.

The driving force of most of human development, if not all. Without it we’d be loving hippies….living in caves.
Or buried in the back of the same by those that came and bashed our heads in.

Sure, we need to overcome this eventually.
But our time to evolve past our “programming” has not yet come.

Our time to move beyond our bronze age mythology hasn’t even arrived yet.
We still have horoscopes and religion and soothsayers and zodiacs and homeopathy. And those were our own inventions, things we made up, but haven’t yet discarded, despite it being proven bullshit. So, is it any surprise that we are still hostage to our genetics?

No.

At least not to me.

We are a killer species…and I hope we will survive long enough to overcome this, but realistically….

Take care,
A.

Augmented Reality

The concept of this sounds like the most awesome invention in entertainment, the most innovatve idea in navigation and information ever.

Sounds.
But isn’t.

Plenty of old-schoolers have ripped on “Pokemon Go”. Bashing it with plenty of valid, and not so valid points pf criticism. 

I ain’t gonna chime in to the chorus, either loving or hating it – I don’t care for it.
At all.

Of course, some are blaming the game for the things the game can not be faultet for: our unpreparedness for augmented reality games.
•As individuals some lack the common sense and decency not to walk into hospitals – including ICUs, not to hike over graves on cemeteries, not to wander onto construction sites and fall into open holes in the ground, not to walk into oncoming traffic. I can hardly wait for the first morons to slip into nuclear power plants and get irradiated because a pikachu was hiding there.
Is the game to fault for any of this?
Nope. Human idiocy is.
•There are Pokemon in holocaust memorial sites, in hospitals, on graveyards, etc., preemptively the governments of the countries where this game is available should have told Niantic/Nintendo NOT to put shit there. Especially after the far less known and far less popular game Ingress had faced similar criticisms. Did the people in power learn? Nope. Did the game developers – who built on Ingress – learn? Nope. So at least a partial fault can be passed on to the development team.

We as a society were not prepared, our governments were not prepared, the developers were not prepared.
To some extent we still aren’t.
But this is not the fault of the game.
People, societies and governments were not prepared for TV, cellphones, smartphones or the internet. Some still struggle with that shit altogether. (Especially considering the lack of a coherent and transparent copyright law, eh?)

Faulting the game for exposing our own unpreparedness, our inadequacy to adapt to the new situation, is an escape mechanism.

It frightens us, how stupid people “become” when playing this game, it frightens us even more to know that these people were reckless idiots before, and Pokemon was just the catalyst that brought it to daylight.
It frightens us to see that just this easily a company can develop something – something so immaterial as software even – that turns our view of the world on its head, that makes everything different, that shows us our own inadequacies, and limitations.

It is just the same as saying that violent games make people run amok.
They don’t. These days it is relatively easy to obtain a weapon, if you have those tendencies.
If you have the tendency to run amok, you may still have an inkling of common sense preventing you from doing it at the first impulse, and you are drawn in by the violent games. Did the game make the homicidal maniacs? No. But they gravitated towards them.
Did Pokemon Go make the people stupid? No. It acted as a catalyst and exposed the window lickers as what they are.

Verdict: Not guilty.
Let Pokemon Go, go. Leave it be.

Accept that idiots are everywhere, and lament the fact that we did not turn Augmented Reality into the hottest tourist and learning app of all ages. That we did not turn augmented reality into a sky gazing app.
Be sad that you can’t whip out your phone, direct the camera to the weird cloud in the sky and it tells you what sort of cloud it is, what it means weather wise….and so on. What tree is this? What flower am I looking at? etc.
No we turned augmented reality into a game.
Just a game.

Take care,
A.

What the actual leap?

Are you people kidding me?

2016 has been a leap year. Big deal, every four years we have one. That is common knowledge.

Yet I can’t wrap my head around the fact that everywhere, literally EVERYWHERE, people and organisations took it upon themselves to celebrate the 29th (of February) like it was the second coming of christ! Even Ikea, IKEA, posted a picture of a table with a fifth leg in the center with the caption “If the leap year was a table”.

What happened?
Did we collectively drop a few IQ points since 2012 and slip into the category of people with special needs? (Which is just a PC way of me asking whether we all got retarded as a society)

There are two kinds of people who can be legally oblivious to leap years and the concept behind them. One are people living in another calendar system. The other group is kids, who can and will ask their parents and/or teachers.

If anyone of age old enough to vote, join the army, drive or purchase tobacco/alcohol has NO concept of why we have leap years – I want them to be given a legal guardian and their rights for all the aforementioned things revoked.
Why?
Because these people clearly have no capability of abstract thought, and thus, if they can’t get behind such a simple and selfexplanatory concept such as leap years, they pose a severe threat to our soceity if they’re let lose on voting booths, armed, drunk and behind the wheel.

So it is baffling to me that we were treated to articles and videos á mass with titles like “Neil deGrasse Tyson explains leap years here” “Michio Kaku explains why we have leap years” “This is why we have leap years” “Why do we have leap years” “This is the reason why…” and so on.
Then we have all the celebratory shit. A local radiostation treating it like they did us a service for even showing up to work that day. Facebook congratulated me saying that every four years we get an extra day and I should make the most of it!
Listen here you fuckheads, I try to make the most of EVERY day. Just because there is an extra day in the calendar (which is a human concept and has no connection to the reality of “days” or even “years”)  I won’t just drop my efforts and be depressed for a day. Nor do I need special encouragement.

There wasn’t that much fuzz about this shit in 2012, and that leaves but one conclusion. In exactly four years, our society, if not the entire species, got dumber.

This is terrifying, and disturbing. In 2020 we will probably be dancing to a 29th February hymn, and clap the leap year.
Let’s hope the terrorists win….

As always, take care, and if you prefer the terrorists on the losing end like me, educate people. Especially your kids. If you don’t have the answers, stop homeschooling them and send them to REAL teachers.
A.

Dolphins and People – a rant.

As a writer – especially in my preferred field of fantasy and science fiction – it is my ‘obligation’ (sort of) to take the human condition, and mirror it.

Reflect the ugly human visage back to the reader, make them think and change their way of thinking.

I find it difficult, nigh impossible, to do so these times, when one newsstory about a dead dolphin baby says everything and anything there is to say about the current, psychotic nature of the human condition, the deranged state of mind our society currently is in.

Looking for quick validation by our peers, no regard for others be they animal or fellow humans:
A baby dolphin, used as a photo prop, handed around like it was a plushie even after it had already died, later it was dumped on the very same beach where it had been plucked from the waters, like some piece of cardboard cutout, or worse, garbage.
Why?
No, no one wanted the meat or fat, no one took the skin or bones.
No.
Just pictures.
Pictures no one will care for two weeks later, with or without the media outcry.
Quick likes by peers for validation of the self centered, egotistical and, yes, heavily narcissistic selfie-asshats that pollute the finite storage capacity of the net with their garbage pictures of always the same faces grinning into the camera, with but one desire behind the images – to garner attention.

No one is making these to show where they are, to show what incredible thing they do/did, to demonstrate something.
No.
They all just want attention.
All of the time.
Likes and compliments, keep them coming to these attention whores, the whole lot of them.
And that is a testament to our society as a whole.

Idiots protesting or rioting against people who have had to leave everything, sometimes everyone (for dead) behind, just to save their lives; congratulating themselves on the successful riots/protests, videotaping or photographing their deeds, putting them online, yelling (semi-)racist things, feeling strong in the masses because the impact and general success they have as an individual is negligible beyond worth mentioning in their own resumé, which could be summarised as a blank page of failure – why they do it?
Validation.
Again, they get selfworth out of this. They get likes, they get attention, even if it is negative attention, they at least get some. And there are enough of their own breed to give them positive attention.
This list could be continued to include science deniers and other rebels against the “mainstream” (which doesn’t really exist,  come to think of it), all in the effort to get selfworth, to push narcissists and to get attention for either themselves or their goals, and validation of values.

Again, how could I as a writer take this and mold it into a story that would be better (on a metaphorical level) than the news story about the dead dolphin, and the selfabsorbed selfie people?

I couldn’t, even if I have tentacle monsters from the deep abduct and drown a little kid for entertainment purposes only, having the twist at the end that the tentacle creatures are humans.
It can be seen as a metaphor for anything ‘refugee-crisis’ (sic!) related, as no one truly seems to care for the refugees and what drove them to become refugees, only their own (political/personal/economic) agenda is being driven onward, with the refugee situation being just a front.
Again, someone in need/plight is picked up, handed around like a prop, everyone “takes pictures”* (sometimes flattering, sometimes not so much), until the ‘prop’ is thrown away. Discarded like garbage, treated worse, possibly dead.

*- “takes pictures” is a metaphor for anything and everything related to the refugees here. Whether it is PRO or CONTRA doesn’t matter. Pictures, videos, figments or articles – all sides do their own, and just USE the subject matter.
A few voices call for action to make the refugees’ home land(s) safe again, but that are just a few. There surely were a few people on that beach yelling for the baby dolphin to be returned to the sea before it dies from heatstroke. Were they heard? Sure. Were they heeded? It’s dead. From heatstroke. You decide…but the answer is no.

All advances we have made as a society to overcome these inhumane practices (including, but not restricted to: xenophobia, generalising, treating helpless animals like toys, ignoring/negating people’s needs and plights, ignoring/dismissing scientific truth, ignoring evidence and truths, etc.), to reach an age in which we can share information at the speed of light, where one can learn new and wondrous things at every hour, around the clock, seven days a weeks, in every room of the house, with a device in hand that is smaller than a palm. Living in a society that has a hralth and education systems our grandparents would envy us for, having achieved a level of tolerance with people of “other races” (imo there’s no such tbing, but that’s moot here), religions and ethnicities unthinkable just a hundred years, or even fifty years agao. All these advances are being ignored, or twisted into their demonic counterparts from planet dungball.

Makes one question how to continue writing in a meaningful way, and what distorted ugly visage I as a writer would have to portray, to make it accurate enough to be recognised, yet obsucre enough to fit my narrative needs, without turning my innocent stories into snuff.

Still, I will not quit writing, you won’t get rid of me this easy. I just needed to vent…

Until next time, take care,
A.

Observations 09 May 2014

Lullabies.

I made a little observation about lullabies. I sung a few ones to my son, and my wife sung a few ones.
So far, so good.
German lullabies tend to be set in a melancholic tone. One line goes “…if god wants you’ll be woken again tomorrow…” – now sleep tight little fucker, if god wants, you’ll die!
It’s the same that puts you to bed with roses and nails. Nails for frak’s sake! This is a torture and kill song, the sadists love it!
Another one has the kids being obducted, or worse even dead and playing with gods – how comforting. Sleep, you’ll either get obducted, or you’ll die tonight. If not tonight, just wait.

Now the english ones tend to be more psychedlic, or plain spoiling the kids. Yes, “hush little baby”. SPOILED BRAT comes to mind.
In the psychedelic aisle we have “Rock a bye Baby, on the tree top (!), when the wind’s blowing, the cradle will rock (naturally), when the bough breraks the cradle will fall, and down will come baby, cradle and all.”

How on earth did the cradle and the baby in it wind up, up there?? Tornado? The falling and breaking part must be the influence of the germans. (German and English belong to the same language family, thus our ancestors are from one mindset

Nonconformists.

We live in a society in which nonconformity has become the norm. I think a new pinnacle of stupidity has been reached the day that nonconformity has become conformity!
Everything nonconformity stands for is violated. When being “not part of the system” (the system that devours souls for breakfast, sending you on an unepic quest for money and fame, hurrying to the grave) actually IS the system, the game is over.

Everything the counterculture does, is incorporated in our culture. Thinking outside the box is tightly incorporated inside the box, it’s an Inception style nightmare.

When everything you want to do, not to support the system, the society, the state or what not, is supported, and assimilated by said corporations – all paths are predetermined. You are IN the system, period. No way out.
Forget it.
Now get you arse to work.

All that is left for you to do if you are a “non-conformist” is to leave. Build a hut in a rural part of Siberia, and grow your food for yourself. Everything aside of that – preplanned paths that you can travel as you wish, but you are part of the system, you are conform to society, allways.
Period.