City Life: Loving Nature Involves the Naming of Natural Things
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05/01/1991
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Summary
#810 May 1, 1991 – 1:00
Notes by TK
Kyroot to :15. Ordinary thinking doesn’t really deal in facts; it deals w/ something resembling real facts. Facts do fit the definition of facts as given by men; they resemble real facts just enough to get by and keep men in ferment. If facts were Real facts, men would not be confused, facts would accomplish more than they do, furnish causes rather than explanations. Primary Level World facts are inseparable from Secondary Level World facts in modern “good and civilized” life.
E.g., nature lovers don’t feel fully satisfied by merely observing nature; they must learn the names of natural objects. Note: connection to: many humans are very disturbed by pornography (Secondary Level World extension of Primary Level World sex) or else overwhelmingly disinterested in Secondary Level World extensions of Primary Level World acts (e.g., 6-hour movie of a man sleeping, or film of a man eating).
The News
The mere sight of quite ordinary, everyday objects was often
enough to send this one man’s mind into an absolute state of
apathy.
* * *
To certain attuned ears, some things mean more than they say
and some mean less, but they allù mean the same.
* * *
One guy offers this comment: “My mind has become so citified
that I can easily think of only one thing at a time, and, I might
add, with great intensity and pretentious purpose; it’s all over
but removing the police barricades and cleaning up the streets.”
* * *
Several times when the ship was sinking, they thought the
alarm had gone off.
* * *
One king decreed that every single thing that existed in his
kingdom must be labeled. (The Official Proclamation came out
reading that everything must be “plainly labeled,” but the king,
being the realist he was, had only said “labeled.”)
* * *
And on a more positive, everyday note: As long as you’re
alive and well in the city, and as long as you’re aware and hip
to this fact, you may never need the services of Captain Irony.
* * *
They tell of a chap who changed his name to Unziolotto so
that he wouldn’t have to spell it.
* * *
In one area, one guy ultimately became so frustrated that he
finally tried thinking about things in such a way that it
explained them. …(P.S.: You guys should be a little thankful
of where you live — there’re some places that wouldn’t even let
me tellù you about stuff like this.)
* * *
A fellow over in that direction tried to adopt as his motto
the following: “If you get crippled twice, the first time
doesn’t count.”
* * *
In many of the smaller villages they would ofttimes appoint
one man to be in charge of “Understating The Obvious.” …(Over
near the viaduct, a fellow heard this and reacted, “Hey! I’m
fromù a small village,” when what he should have said was, “Hey!
I amù a small village.” …[Doesn’t anybody begin to get it
yet?])
* * *
Anything said after the punch line tends to take on the aura
of a moral, whether intended or not . . . so watch it!
* * *
After reading several references to the conspiracy-based
notion that within all the religions there exists a secret,
common “core,” this one man thought, “Don’t they wish!”
* * *
Just to keep them alert and well, this one king would —
(every eight years or so) — kill all the people.
* * *
One guy could hardly bring himself to.
* * *
During a long, torrid night of poetic bombast, an unstable
simile self-detonated dangerously near where he sat and wrote.
* * *
There is a place just off center of the universe where are
produced all the scripts for house cats. (They want me to
mention that none have been picked up in quite a long time.)
* * *
Over in the speakers’ area of the park, over in another
reality, one of the old timers took a new kid aside and said,
“When you go out there, you can either tell people how things
are, or how things could be for a few, but if you can talk about
both things simultaneously, you’ll create the possibility of
people saying, “WHAT?!!!”
* * *
A recent letter from another viewer says that although she’s
ashamed to admit it.
* * *
When this one man heard that people who speak different
languages think differently, he thought, “Not me.”
* * *
In a time when beer can look after its own self-improvement,
a man’s bladder won’t matter.
* * *
Around the largest tear in the front parlor’s carpet, he
gathered all of the family and announced, “We should get this
settled at the outset — as far as I’m concerned, there’re only
three kinds of humor: that which I think’s funny, that which I
don’t think’s funny, then all the rest.” …(An ole man with a
low-tech sense of humor can indeed be a ballistic terror on a
familiar battlefield.)
* * *
The producers and sponsors of this program are proud to
announce the beginning of a new, weekly feature which will take a
penetrating, behind-the-scenes look at matters of specific
intellectual interest to our target audience, matters which are
normally either unknown-to or simply avoided-by the general
media. For tonight’s initial segment, we don’t have anything.
* * *
One man “preserved his assets” to such a point that they
backed up on him.
* * *
After years of meditation, medications, spiritual studies,
and numerous mystical exercises, this one guy reached a place
where he could pick up invisible sounds from the air, just by
turning on his radio.
* * *
At times of extreme blandness, one man, just to console his
troops, would write down again on a slip of paper, “I was within
minutes of giving our enemies the time of their life.”
* * *
One of the king’s generals, whose every action brought fresh
meaning to such words as “fastidious” and “crisply-correct,” sent
word back to rear Field Command: “We are suffering low, over-
head attacks from their low over-headers.”
* * *
but one present — that the ole man tell him how he knew all the
stuff he knew, and his father said, “Son, if you knew that, you
wouldn’t haveù to know.”
* * *
One guy had a little illness. It didn’t amount to much, but
he was able to drag it out for a whole lifetime.
* * *
The word “some” has more battle ribbons, medals and body
guards than a truckload of fancy dictators.
* * *
There was this one guy who didn’t have a train that they
could run out over the horizon, turn around, and bring back as a
new one, so they used his brain instead — hey, say, is this
supposed to be a jokeù or something?
* * *
As he increasingly attempted to enter new neural areas, the
older part of his thinking, in its efforts to retain some control
and direction, put up, at the juncture of the two, a sign that
said: “Give Gap — Take Gap.”
* * *
Regardless of what many of the addicts (weakened by years of
abuse) would have you believe, the cure for mathematics is not
more mathematics.
* * *
When he finally reached the end of his tether, this one guy
asked, “What tha hell’s a tether?”
* * *
A couple of deities were sitting around jawin’ and one of
’em said, “One of the neat things about being a god is that you
can be nice, even encouraging, to your inferiors and it costs you
nothing, whether you mean it or not,” and a kid bussing tables
nearby thought, “Jeeze, that’s just how my new thinking treats
me.”
* * *
this one king would give a secret “get ready” signal to the royal
photographer. …(You might be interested in a note from some
viewer who says he thinks I make too frequent use of kings and
the like in my stories (even if they are metaphorical) and that
he doesn’t like the whole idea of monarchies and royalty, even a
little bit, and he concluded by asking if I knew of any nearby
“King Schools” or even correspondence courses in Tyranny and
Lordshipism.)
* * *
Complaint Of The Day: A chap is accused of being so vain
that he named his own biography after himself.
* * *
Several people showed up for the hanging, and since there
wasn’t going to beù one, they hung the people who showed up.
…(Over near the edgeù is a guy who wears a sign that says:
“Let EVERYthing Be A Lesson To You — Why Not? — It Doesn’t Cost
Any More And It Sure Doesn’t Cost Any Less.”)
* * *
One ole man was overheard telling his kid, “Son, you’ll know
you’re truly in the midst of an up-to-date city when, for
treatment, you’re told, ‘Take two of these, and call someone elseù
in the morning.'”
* * *
“Remember,” spake the first voice, “when you’re god, you
don’t have to plagiarize,” and El-Voice-O Number Two responded,
“Hell, big-deal-Neal, when you’re god, you can’tù plagiarize.”
* * *
One guy refusedù to give in until they said, “You gotta give
in,” and he said, “O-kay.”
* * *
Now, our “Fable For The Day” (the real name of it is “The
Kind Of Tale You Never Wanted To Hear About Again” [but no matter
— or at least, very little matter, here it is]): One day, the
king let the smartest man in the land be king for a day; after
that, he was never the smartest man in the land. …(“Appendage
Not To Be Confused With A Moral”: Could the king have known
something that no one else knew, or is it that what old rulers
know, no one else wantsù to know? …[Is thatù a question, or
what! …Well, at least it’s not a moral].)
* * *
Seditious Maxim For De Day: “Feed a father, starve a
child.” …(Do note, I reversed this for the sake of alliterated
sound.)
* * *
While no one was looking, this one guy was looking.
* * *
One of the park’s younger philosophers puts it thusly: “Ifù
human reality wereù of any real consequence, we’d allù be in the
soup.”
* * *
How about this, neural sports fans: A team that has no home
town can play just as dirty as they please.
* * *
The mayor of one city recently stated, “I do not see how
long we can wait for the private sector to make note and take
action; thus it seems incumbent on the public authorities to have
the people realize that a man who can be upset at the least
little thing is then inclined to let the least little thing upset
him.”
* * *
It turned out to be much further than he thought, but in a
direction much closer to home.
* * *
The King Of The Polarized Neurons (being the simple sort
that he was) just loved it on his birthday when the people would
all get together and give him everything they had.
* * *
Casing the situation, one man said, “Although I’m determined
to have fun in life, I’m not thatù determined.”
* * *
If you’re going to eventually replace the old parts, why not
throw ’em away now.
* * *
The strangers called him by his real name, although the
reason remained unclear.
* * *
Stripped stood the warrior and plainly said, “Being what I
am, what else could I have done.”
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