A City Man Becomes His Own Cult
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#795 Mar 27, 1991 – 1:00
Notes by TK
Kyroot to :13. This Thing cannot explain or apologize for itself; it has absolutely no sarcasm, ridicule, cynicism or hostility.
Any kind of activity involving an audience will eventually elicit responses having no pertinence to that activity’s purpose, intent. This is an inescapable fact of ordinary life, not a function of the “lunatic fringes”; it is a part of man’s hormonal drive to community, to physical grouping.
Beyond this is the drive to form a unified secondary intellectual body/community. E.g., religions continually strive to define, re-define themselves, reassure all as to their credentials to pretend to embody a unified intellectual presence. It is the institutional telling of “what kind of guy I am”; a constant quest of certainty. Yet everybody “unknowing, knows” the certainty and redefinition is an Illusion. This ‘unknowing knowing’ is the foundation of all mistrust of “cults” since they come unnaturally close to a unified purpose, a single mind.
Men unknowingly know that any institution or group should not be of a unified mind. Consider the internal application to one human Nervous System at the brain level: a man becomes his own cult; very defensive, restating the singularity and certainty of his goals; it is the attempt to present the appearance of a unified, stable community. This Thing: a private effort for release from the pretense toward community that all men are forced to make.
One three dimensionally based father advised his equally
captive kid thusly, “Whilst abiding in space, don’t try to spit
on a tall person.”
When times required, one king would banish contentment.
There was this one fellow over in the city who has
visions… (He says that in an earlier version of his life he
had corns and blisters, and sees his present state as a definite
— however small — improvement.)
A cat that fights and plays with its own tail has the right
makings to be a human in another life.
Once you know the real name of something, you can move on to
something else. …(Okay, okay, all right already — I’ll tell
you; the real name of most stuff is, “Connected To.” Now,
Those who argue and debate don’t know what to do — that’s
why they argue and debate…(simple enough).
This page was originally blank and I see no present need to
change its status.
A helpful viewer writes in with this suggestion: He says
why don’t I announce on the program that any of the Kyroots read
that you don’t like – I just made up!
Then there was this one king who’d never finish his sentences…
he was king… he didn’t have to.
At night, one guy’d try to do bed-check with his brain.
There is an unrecognized, sole source of stress in your
city, but even were it identified, little would be the benefit.
For his birthday, this one god received a bull horn and a
pocketbook of inspirational verse; he gazed upon these gifts with
the sarcasm only a deity can muster.
One guy says, “Why bother to talk to yourself unless you’re
smarter than you already are, and if you were that sharp, why
would you even bother in the first place?” …(He’s jolly well
jammed-up the exit doors for some.)
In the ever-shifting world of the revolutionist, some old
familiar facilities can suddenly become overused simply by being
Men slay the maniacal in the hope they will rise again.
Earlier last year, the Royal Chemist damn near got the king
to announce the following: “Those who drink, then do not either
think or fight, should not be allowed to drink.”
In the competitions between light waves and sound waves,
each team has its supporters here and there.
“Obvious facts” have two distinct features (called in some
quarters “dangers” [but two-bits lacks its former importance]):
the first is that they can be too obvious, the second is that
they can be too factual, and, lastly, once the substitute
quarterback’s (there’s that word again) number becomes familiar,
it’s easier to just leave him in the game. …(Thus, concludes
this treatise on “obvious facts.”)
Track tip to keep one on track: No matter how the odds look
at post time, put all your money on Irony. …(Insider’s
Additional Advice: This does assume the track in question is in
some circular configuration.)
*** One king said, “I am my own ruler.” And the people replied,
“We are our own people.” Then they both held up mirrors and
said, “All is well.”
This one people decided they wouldn’t have a king; they made
an immediate discovery: decidin’s one thing, doin’, another.
One city’s operational motto was: “A man who’s not sarcastic
is not alive.”
On some drier worlds, the seas roll and flow within the
Additional example of “Justice Never Seen”: to the deaf,
all paintings look better in the dark.
The leader of one family declared to the brood, “The dumber
you are the better you better look.”
The brief, but pointed letter from one concerned citizen to
the city paper’s editors read in its entirety as follows: “Dear
Sirs: The Huns are at everyone’s door.”
As he took his final breath, the Minister Of City Feelings
And Stability whispered to his gathered friends, “Glue and cement
are lonely states of affair – necessary, but lonely.”
Some — “Oh no, not that!” — practical advice: If you’re
going to try to rip out your brain, start at one of the edges.
night musings, he clearly called, “I am a great city; I cannot be
destroyed, and none can breach my boundaries, but I am strangling
in my own pollution.” …(Some present trusted this to be said
metaphorically, some had their doubts, and others thought they
were in the wrong bar.)
One guy who hands out pamphlets in the park professes to
“actually know” why dogs pretend to like humans.
A viewer writes to say that although he’s never been part of
the culture crowd, after watching these shows, he’s taken a new
look in that direction and has decided that, “The arts are
life’s way of ‘smiling through man’, (or else its personal form
“Of course,” said the man behind the counter, “the main
thing always remains the same.” …(Of course he’d say that;
that’s why he’s behind the counter.)
Near the university’s east gate, a chap with a snack in his
hand confidentially noted that once he’d “learned how to think”
he’d given up reading books (except for an occasional girlie
And in response, one man said, “I am absolutely appalled.”
After several decades of a reign that included many
triumphs, some set backs, great progress, and public joy mixed
with personal sadness and uncertainty, the beloved monarch was
sitting by an open window gazing across the warm spring lawn
toward the nearby forest, and noted to his scribe, “The squirrels
know more than they’re telling.”
This one ole guy would cheer-lead, and encourage himself
with the exhortation, “Go figure!” …(He continued to do this
long after he could no longer figure out what it meant.)
Title of yet another yet-to-be-never-written book:
“Thoughts On Everything Are Thoughts On Anything.”
While a few of ’em were just sittin’ around gabbin’ and
goofin’, one god said that the best thing about being in their
position was that you didn’t have to “call your mama,” but then
another one chimed in to say that he thought that was the worst
Query: What kind of revolutionist might seem hard and
heartless toward secondary affairs? Answer: A revolutionist.
The ruler of one kingdom announced his decision that the
people would not be allowed to be sad; in return they decided he
would not be allowed to be king.
People will pay to be entertained, but not informed; wonder
why? Well, I’ll tell you why: Only one of the two is actually
In our continuing attempt to bring you nothing but the best
in high class entertain – I mean, information, we should be made
privy to an extant variation of the previous Kyrootal Theorem, to
witty: People will pay to be entertained, but not informed –
unless you can trick ’em!