Jan Cox Talk 0843

Real Revolutionist Should Act, but not Think, in his Private Interest

PREVNEXT

Summary = See below
Condensed News Items = See below
News Item Gallery = jcap 1991-02-15 -0843
Transcript = None
Key Words =

Summary

#843 Jul 17, 1991 – 1:00 
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :18. The win/lose game is the inevitable necessary process of polarized energy function in a 3-d world. From the ordinary view it is the struggle of the I against the Not-I. The Real Revolutionist view: everything is pursuing together an integrated activity. A Real Revolutionist should act, not think, do not talk in pursuing his private interest. A measure of a Real Revolutionist’s private interest: not talking about it; not thinking in an ordinary way about it.


The News

Over in one part of this one universe, they’d sometimes make
real loud noises, just so’s everyone would know they were still
alive.

* * *

“Ahh,” beamed one spectator, “My kind of parade: Reality as
the Drum Major at its head, and the Reality Sanitation Department
bringing up the rear.”

* * *

A chap who resides in the city says he can sum up his
attitude toward other people in just these five words: “I know
what you’re thinking.” …(I considered seeking a collateral
response from the city, but it was getting late…)

* * *

One guy claimed that it rained in his back yard for ten
straight years. No one believed him, but he didn’t care — he
had the secret mildew to prove it.

* * *

There was this one reality which concluded that anyone who’d
name himself “god” deserved the best.

* * *

As a divertimento, many enjoy a brief song they can’t
understand.

* * *

This one king wouldn’t allow anyone to agree with him unless
they really meant it. …(Everyone really meant it.)

* * *

For his birthday, in lieu of some gaudy, expensive present,
this one ole man gave his kid the following unwrapped advice:
“Just so’s you won’t feel like your life was a complete waste,
just before you die, raise up and say, ‘Well, at least my life
wasn’t a complete waste.'”

* * *

Those who’d never seen him seemed to greet him the warmest.

* * *

limits of what-I-am,” and after he died, they sent him back here
— but in the opposite direction.

* * *

The government announced today that reports have been coming
in.

* * *

In another reality was a restaurant that served only Brotto-
burgers, and to dine there you either had to be a Brottoù or else
what you ate was made from a Brotto. The establishment was
always simultaneously packed andù empty. …(Some realities have
all the luck.)

* * *

In one area of one city, they named their new elementary
school Why Be Rational If You’re Just Gonna Ride The Bus.
…(Some cities understand more in some parts than they do in
others.)

* * *

At city level, it’s hard to have talent and know what
you’re doing.

* * *

(Forget “timing” — sequence is everything): At the first
Fairy Tale Convention, The Brothers Grimm didn’t have to take
nothin’ from nobody!

* * *

During those infrequent interludes wherein His Grace tried
to spend some “quality time” with his ministers, one of them told
the king that appointing ordinary men to oversee the intellectual
affairs of the state was like letting ducks guard the hen house.

* * *

In some universes, everything you own is just on loan to you
until you die — after that, you’re stuck with it for good.

* * *

Over by the newsstand by the main terminal, a man told me
that his own partner has the kind of hard-nosed, hands-on, yet
insightful intellectual approach to things that would make Ralph
Waldo Emerson roll over and ask, “Has anybody seen my wife?”

* * *
The expense of upkeep on one’s inner domicile is in direct
proportion to everything that goes on outside. …(This is an
indefatigable Cosmic Property Law, unless you die and they send
you back in the opposite direction, too.)

* * *

For revolutionist purposes, facts resemble acts just enough
to get by and get an anxious man in trouble.

* * *

During a certain peace-time when the airwaves were free for
the taking, this one man decided that he’d produce his own show.
He later reneged when he reaized he’d then have no one else to
blame. …(The question of “production values” carries little
weight when one’s reputation and ass are at risk.)

* * *

Ever since the old man said, “You can look at a man’s eyes
and tell whether he wants to be liked or not,” the kid has had to
avoid his face.

* * *

What if the dialogue turns out to be between Maryù and the
Lamb.

* * *

One guy kept his house so clean that he refused to live
there.

* * *

From the “Jeeze, I Hate To Bring This Up” department: One
guy’s lifelong motto regarding the vagaries of everyday life was:
“They may kill me, but they can’t eat me,” and then, be-damned if
they didn’t kill him and eat him.

* * *

One god said, “Speaking of bad jokes.”

* * *

A viewer sent a letter that says: “I am not a viewer, you
are not Kyroot, and this is not a letter.” …(I guess that
about wraps it up from here.)

* * *

Sometimes, late at night, When it was dark and spooky,
this one guy’d leap from bed and his partner said, “Wait, let me guess
— you’re gonna say, ‘Boy, is it dark and spooky.'” …(One guy
once decided to “trade-in” his partner, but even the car lots
over by the naval base wouldn’t talk to him.)

* * *

One man once thought, “Perhaps if I had a real bad rash, I
wouldn’t need a partner…”

* * *

On days when things were going exceedingly well, and the
people were freely bowing to his will and desires, the king would
stand on the balcony, aim his nose toward the town, and savor, as
he said, “the sweet, musky smell of submission.”

* * *

Inner-Reality Memo (For Your Ears Only): Several of the
famous people of the past made themselves up.

* * *

This one guy’d only think of serious stuff when he was sure
no one was listening.

* * *

One subversive’s secret, unspoken, personal slogan was —
“Hey, this sentence already has too many adjectives.” — No, no,
that’s not it: One neural revolutionist’s silent motto was,
“They can help me paint the fence, but when I really need help, I
ain’t askin’ nobody.” …(He registered this idea with himself
in that unselfish, impersonal manner so beloved by certain brain
stem bandits.)

* * *

In a private attempt to pursue his own aims, one chap
removed all of the adjectives from his typewriter.

* * *

The question of having any control over your destiny is a
real iffy matter unless you’ve never heard of the question.

* * *

much else was going on, one ole man said to his kid, “Trying to
‘figure out’ life has always struck me as kinda like trying to
put little booties on an alligator…I guess it couldù be done,
but — JEEZE!”

* * *

One man declared, “I want to be where I am not,” which is
possible, except he asked from the wrong place.

* * *

When the Letters To The Editor get better than the
publication itself, Captain Irony says he’ll double hisù
subscription. …(Either that or cancel it. …[It’s hardù to
get the better of Captain Irony.])

* * *

Over in the city — (where else) — one guy became so hip
that he wouldn’t even talk to himself.

* * *

In this one Grown-Up and Shrunk-Down reality, it’s easier to
pretend to be something you dislike.

* * *

After reading somewhere that nearly all great men suffered
severe headaches, this one chap began to have some; he was so
overjoyed that he became damn near overly overjoyed.

* * *

Due to the way in which power is distributed in your
neighborhood, those devices that complain the loudest are not
those who necessarily most welcome change.

* * *

One guy’s motto was: “‘Take it easy,’ hell!”

* * *

“Pop,” inquired the kid, “Tell me, why is it that I
sometimes wanna be where it’s crowded, but I don’t wanna be inù a
crowd?” …(A limited dimensional reality can often offer up
most excellent questions…inasmuch as it cannot serve up
excellent answers.)

* * *

supporting proof from peers.

* * *

One fellow says that proverbs that make “immediate sense”
are far too pretentious!

* * *

A chap sitting next to me at a city banquet confided that
even though he was now quite famous and respected (yet not a bit
religious), he still felt it the best policy to be humble just in
case he yet turns out to be as shoddy a piece of work as he
originally imagined. …(‘Tis sumptuous and inspiring the
variety of potholes simple intelligence can fill.)

* * *

Everyone is continually being asked to surrender — even
those who don’t know they’re in a war.

* * *

High up in a tree was a squirrel who could talk, but those
down below didn’t believe it… Even when they heard him…
‘Cause they didn’t know what he was saying…and they were hungry
besides.

* * *

The “acting head” of one reality’s network said, “The reason
we don’t broadcast good news is that there isn’t any…
…And what little there is doesn’t apply to you…
…And what little does, you wouldn’t understand — so there
you are.”

* * *

One revolutionist claimed to have this mental trick where he
could think of no things at one time.

* * *

Once upon a time in this one land, the king decided to kill
everyone who was smarter than he was. There are two possible
endings to this story — do you know what they are? …Wrong!
There are four!

* * *

The salacious boast of the city intellectual — “Hey, if it
‘feels good,’ talk about it.”

* * *
Human thought is the only cure that is its own ill.

* * *

This one Reality said to this One Guy, “Yeah, go ahead and
just ruinù it for the rest of us,” and then the “Rest Of Us” said
to the reality, “Sure, that’s right, go on and ruin it for the
one guy,” and then the “One Guy” said, “How the hell do I get outù
of this thing?”

* * *

During a lull in the proceedings, this one proceeding said,
“I b’lieve I’ll just slip on out.”

* * *