Cruisin’ for a Bruisin’ 2

May 31, 2012

Socrates: Good Cleric! Good day to you!

Cleric: We will not stand for this, so called man of wisdom!

Socrates: What? Sarcasm so early in the day? Have you no time for pleasantries? Morning is a time for friendship, camaraderie, and love!

Cleric: We will not stand for this.

Socrates: Very well. You wish to engage me in debate? It’s one of my favorite pastimes. What are you talking about?

Cleric: I hear you try to turn the people away from religion and faith. You teach them to worship science and wickedness. You teach them logic.

Socrates: Well, this isn’t the first time I’ve been accused of corrupting the belief in the Old Gods. I guess what goes around comes around. But I’m confused . . .

Cleric: God protects me. The whispers of Satan that slip from your poisoned tongue cannot corrupt me.

Socrates: Such flattery. I admire your use of alliteration and metaphor. You say “We will not stand for this.” Can you clarify what you mean?

Cleric: We will not stand for what you do.

Socrates: Ah. I think I understand now. But because we have an audience, and because they might be unfamiliar with euphemism, could you simplify your sentence?

Cleric: I sense a snare of Satan. What do you mean?

Socrates: I am a simple man, I prefer plain speech. Your statement uses future tense — “we will” — combined with a negation of a euphemism — “not stand for” — combined with an obscure reference to “what I do.”

Cleric: God protect me.

Socrates: God protect us all. Can you please simplify your statment into a simpler sentence structure, as in Subject – Verb – Object.

Cleric: Syntax is a tool of Satan.

Socrates: Noam Chomsky doesn’t think so.

Cleric: Who is Noam Chomsky?

Socrates: Never mind. Anyway, can you please indulge me and convert your sentence to a simpler structure.

Cleric: I was never strong in grammar.

Socrates: Clearly. Please convert “We will” to simple present tense.

Cleric: We . . .

Socrates: Please convert “not stand for” to a simple verb. Don’t worry it’s not that hard.

Cleric: Uhhh. Umm. Let’s see. How about “oppose?”

Socrates: You’re doing great! You’re not as ignorant as you thought you were. Now here’s the hard part. What is it that I do that you actually oppose?

Cleric: We oppose . . . We oppose . . . We oppose . . .

Socrates: Calm down. You’re doing fine. I’m a very patient teacher.

Cleric: We oppose . . . We oppose . . . We oppose education.

Socrates: Perfect! I see! Then it’s no wonder you’re a Cleric.


A Zen Buddhist points his finger at the moon

May 30, 2012

Und der Philosoph zeigt uns den Weg zur Noosphäre: Chistus ist Wasser; Wissen ist Macht! Unwissenheit ist . . .

(Warum kann er diese einfache Fragen nicht beantworten?)

Vielen dank mein Freunde für die Hilfe daß du mir gegeben hast.


Ugh. Facebook.

May 29, 2012

You dirty perverts and voyeurs.

When in Rome . . .


Online writers who I admire

May 28, 2012

Arthur Silber, who is occasionally difficult to read because he is often acerbic, writes passionately of the horrors of war and of the evil that the American empire inflicts on others because of its citizen’s ignorance of evil.

Jon Michael Greer, an archdruid who knows what green actually means, writes soberly of peak oil, magic, and what people need to do to make a meaningful difference: a “green lifestyle” driving a hybrid hummer while surfing Facebook on your iPhone as you sip a caramel latte out of a compostable cup doesn’t count.

I enjoy IOZ because he is more of a gay smartass than I am. Ain’t that hard to believe?


GAMES: Introduction & Learning Strategy

May 28, 2012

I moved the introductory dialogue, Love and Wisdom, and the Introduction from the specification to Logophile.

I haven’t even begun to explain to you what the gestures are.

Don’t worry too much about the gestures; learn the alphabetic mapping and musical mapping. That should keep you busy. You are learning how to think with your whole body.

Be patient. I am here to teach. I have devoted my whole life to learning and study: now I feel blessed that I can finally share the fruits of my labor.

Oh, and if you don’t understand what a System Switch is — have you actually studied Gaia Wakens? — your neural network may have a hard time adapting to the System Switch in GAMES. ( Actually, there are two System Switches in GAMES . . . )

Learning is hard; ignorance is easy . .

Ein feste Burg ist unser Gott .

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Old World meets New 1, 01

May 27, 2012

Lackey: Bishop of Rome! Vicar of Jesus Christ! Prince of the Apostles, and Primate of Italy! The Cardinal needs an audience.

Pope: Give me 10 minutes. I’m not done with this altar boy yet.

. . .

Pope: Ahh. That’s better. Send in the Cardinal.

Cardinal: Supreme Pontiff of the Universal Church! Pederast in Chief! I have ill tidings!

Pope: Cut the crap. Do we have another sex scandal to cover up?

Cardinal: Worse, I’m afraid. The people of the world have finally learned that knowledge is preferable to ignorance.

Pope: What? Impossible. Where could they have learned such a heretical lie?

Cardinal: We’re not sure yet. It has something to do with some pagan idea of the Earth Mother.

Pope: Oh. It’s just some New Age bullshit then. I wouldn’t worry about it. We killed the sacred feminine long ago . . .

Cardinal: The people, it seems, have resurrected the idea. Along with the idea of Christ.

Pope: Wait. Christ was resurrected, and I wasn’t informed?

Cardinal: I didn’t say that Christ was resurrected, Supreme Pederast, I said the “idea” of Christ has been resurrected. And linked to the concept of love, which has been linked to the concept of wisdom, which has been opposed to the concept of ignorance which has been linked to the concept of Satan.

Pope: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What’s all this about concepts. You think I’m interested in Philosophy and education? How could I afford this much bling on a teacher’s salary?

Cardinal: That is what seems to be the problem, Papi. The people of the world have finally realized that intelligence is preferable to servitude.

Pope: You’re boring me. Bring me a choir boy!


For love of land between the shining seas

May 26, 2012

My country tis of thee! Sweet land of “liberty!”

Of thee I sing! Land where my fathers died!

Land of the Genocide!

From every mountainside, let freedom be

Peppersprayed

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