Jan Cox Talk 0586

No One Dimension of Life Has Exclusive Information


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#586 Dec 20, 1989 – 1:07
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :07. “One can keep a secret; two, perhaps; tell three and everyone knows”. A complex variety of this exists within the nervous system. Its basis is that Life must make all pertinent health/growth info available to all three forces/dimensions. It cannot be that any one dimension has exclusive info or it would finally triumph in its constant struggle/tension with the other two which makes the 3-d space wherein all exists.

This is the maximally efficient arrangement. Each force has equal access to info; everybody’s enemy knows his plan of attack, but each thinks it’s a secret known only to himself. There is no such thing as info that is private, exclusive, unless it is “dinosaur info” and you’re about to become extinct. This is no disadvantage: consider that you know all your enemies’ secrets too. It is only “leading info” that may be secret; the “sub-level info” is known. Each considers his own info to be exclusive while all other info is flawed, then becomes nonplussed when other info nevertheless seems to prevail.


…and Kyroot said:
At those times when some about him were moved to wax philosophically
about the trials and travails of life, this one guy would always nod knowingly and comment, “Indeed, it is a hard row we all must plough,” until one
day he thought off to himself, “Hey, just what IS my crop?”

…and Kyroot said:
During a discussion regarding the nature of fame, a farmer noted that
as opposed to the usual situation of a person being identified by the two parts of his given and his family name, that somebody’s really become important when, like a Moses, a Shakespeare, or Picasso, the world knows you by just “one name”, and his hired
hand stopped, and thought,
“Wow! Just consider the
implications then of
being known by NO NAME!”

…and Kyroot said:
Casanova’s great-granddaughter tells me that a distinctly pleasurable part of her childhood was in growing up hearing the “unenlightened discuss

…and Kyroot said:
Another fairly local deity added his two centimeters worth by saying that the best thing he liked about being a god was that you “don’t HAVE to

…and Kyroot said:
In a land of no restrictions, what you know ARE predictions.

…and Kyroot said:
One semi-retired sore-head, upon first hearing the term, “Game Theory” snorted, “Hah! It ain’t no theory.”

…and Kyroot said:
One listener told me that although he did have some understanding of the revolution “having no name” that to himself he still ofttimes thought of it as being,
“The Increasing Ability To Tell Friend From Foe.”
..(I did kinda like that, and
almost told him what would
be the natural extension of it, to wit, “And The Ultimate
Blurring Of The Two.”)

…and Kyroot said:
While firmly in his favorite chair this typesetter announced,
“You can shave your head, you
can shave some points in the
game, but you can’t make a
‘clean sweep’ if the Sahara
has the home field advantage.”
To which his mate’s voice replied, “At times you enunciate some of the most profound ideas subject to human comprehension and at other times what you say is incongruity writ-large and in neon, and the problem has now become that I have increasing difficulty distinguishing between the two.”
…and Kyroot added:
Three-to-one she’ll eventually write me a letter about this.

…and Kyroot said:
This other little guy tugged at my sleeve, and told me, “My trick is that I always try
to think in over my head.’

…and Kyroot said:
Last month I stumbled across this little young planet, (it’s name started with an “S”…I don’t really recall, but it was something like either the “Safe Planet”, or the “Sluggish Planet”, or something there-abouts, at any rate), what was interesting was that there you even receive detailed user directions with pencils and toilet paper.

…and Kyroot said:
One up-and-coming sore-head confidently confided to moi that he considers the odds of ordinary people ever becoming “truly intelligent” about the same as that of Sisyphus dreaming of downhill racing.

…and Kyroot said:
When it came to the exported expansion and passionate proselytization of new knowledge, one rather self-contained chap said,
“I am a missionary to myself.”

…and Kyroot said:
A plumber recently graced me with the following thought-faucet, (sez he):
“What is the most important class of words? Well, consider this: We would not have our modern storehouse of knowledge without books, we would not have books without titles, and,
we would not have titles
without prepositions –go figure.”
(That’s what he sez, alright.)

…and Kyroot said:
When on a provocative, and productive intellectual roll, this one guy
would acknowledge his neural
processors by referring to them as,
“That Inner Gang Of Hot Shots.”

…and Kyroot said:
No matter the force of certainty, no matter the sincerity of purpose, and no matter even the validity of the words, saying you “see something” is never the same as
seeing it.

…and Kyroot said:
A sailor I was drinking with had this to say, “With intelligence as
my principal, I will expect it’s ensuing
interest to be phenomenal.”

…and Kyroot said:
On yet another little planet I recently visited, they have this service
available to intellectually “match people up,” and one guy, apparently (I say, apparently) confusing it with real estate sales, listed himself as a “great little fixer-upper” and a “do-it-yourselfer’s delight.”

…and Kyroot said:
There’s a certain privilege in not being any particular sort of thing.

…and Kyroot said:
The leader of a band of loosely woven revolutionists, with a history
of erratically realized, proposed meeting schedules, announced that instead of each person being contacted on a Tuesday regarding a tentative Wednesday meeting, hence forth each member would call a number wherethrough they would hear one of two possible recorded musical tones, either a B-sharp, or a double-flatted-C, to signify whether the meeting was “on, or off”.
In their opinion, some found this confusing, some found it annoying, while others found it unnecessary, but they ALL found their pay checks docked for having an opinion.

…and Kyroot said:
Since the old man had no material wealth to pass on from his dying bed, he called his grandson to him and offered this advice, “regarding men in all matters non-lethal:
never take the serious seriously.”