No One Suspects Conspiracy in Areas They Approve
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#571 Nov 15, 1989 – 1:05
Notes by TK
Kyroot to :05. The “backstage” (the “unconscious”) of every individual’s onstage performance (“personality”) is itself a conspiracy. At the genetic level everybody knows they haven’t the least clue to what is going on, but at the ordinary level it goes unrealized.
This is the basis of the wide acceptance and proclamation of conspiracy theories; everything said (after the accusation of untoward behavior) is a tacit acknowledgement that collusion is rampant (“I didn’t intend to do that! Something made me do it.”). All explanation is based on conspiracy theories.
Re: conspiracy, note nobody suspects conspiracy in activities they enjoy and approve of, only those the don’t enjoy and approve of.
Note that even man’s imagined gods have a backstage, i.e., suffer from the same shortcoming as do men. Men have no choice but to think in accord with Life’s scheme for humanity.
And Kyroot Said…
At this level, the Great Dumb Machine produces allù the
energy necessary. (And aren’t we all extremely grateful.)
If information was linear inch worms would be in graduate
If someone has to tell you, “Don’t look now,” you should
have already looked.
One ole planetary sorehead muttered, “If original thoughts
were bloody most folks could still wear their white suits.”
Remember: If you’re not smarter than yourself you’re not
smarter than anybody.
And yet another fission can be made of the universe’s
intellectual creatures, the division into those who care what
they think, and those who care what others think about them.
Some info is like chlorine in man’s earth pool, encouraging
him to keep his eyes closed.
Only the teensey weensey, trial-size mind becomes cross over
On some paradoxical mornings this one chap would look deeply
into the mirror over his bathroom sink and say, “There’s no doubt
I deserve the best, and look what I got.”
On this one star over near the foggy quadrant, in all their
sporting events, both teams wear the same uniforms. One of the
benefits, so they claim, is that the games go on so long that the
spectators really get their money’s worth.
Originality doesn’t count for much once it’s un-
I realize that in some quarters of your world ordinary
justice seems scarce, but at least be comforted by knowing that
everyone deserves to be as dumb as they are.
One day, one guy, finding himself just too entirely happy,
stared himself dead in the mirror and declared, “O.k., buster,
I’m from the Fun Patrol and we’ve got our eyes on you.”
One interesting aspect of new info when it first comes to
roost in your own brain is that at first it doesn’t talk out
One ole sorehead on some equatorially unbalanced days would
whine, and insist that in private most famous people were about
as exciting as white bread.
Only the defeated — and, oh yeah, the simplistic, that’s
it — only the defeated and the simplistic must remember the war,
andù hold a grudge. (“May be,” cried out one little voice, “But
that still doesn’t address the problem of man’s internal battles
with himself.” Now you see, that’s why I call such little voices
little — like in simplistic.)
Just before going to sleep each night, one guy would tell
god that if he had anything he planned to send him, to please
have it delivered before 8:30 a.m., or wait until the next
regular business day — please.”
Planning your future is not the same as having a future.
To a Revolutionist’s ear, all talk is hyperbole.
…and Kyroot added: Oh yeah, and cute too.
When seen from a foreign perspective, each person is the
actual boundaries and limits of their own information. (P.S.:
When viewed up-close, the situation is ofttimes reversed.)