Jan Cox Talk 0849

Civilization Displaces Man Another Step From the Primary World

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#849 Jul 31, 1991 – 1:00
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :19. Civilization is all mental; technology is output, side effect. Mental: thinking to control behavior; technologies don’t control behavior, thinking does. Civilization is a sort of displacement process, a segmenting removal of man one step further from certain Primary Level World matters. E.g., religious experts become so by becoming expert on the Bible. Learning about religion is not learning about the nature of god, it is learning the institutional output of religion.

Note that economists who aren’t rich are not looked askance. The more an expert (conclusion-based) the less necessity to evidence expertise in the Primary Level World-basis of the field of expertise. This is a Real Revolutionist viewpoint. Civilization not only allows discovery of new neural worlds, it also creates those worlds. It is an inventing/discovery process. E.g., the field of economics does not exist as such; it is purely human invention based on the Primary Level World necessity of sustenance.


The News

There was this one reality in which the creatures themselves made up only three of the words in their vocabulary. (And curious to note, all three began with the letter “F.”)

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Part of the trick is learning how to be a hermit…in your own home town…in your own back yard.

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While relaxing on the upper veranda, the King asked a Duke in an adjoining lounger, “Who says that a ruler can’t be both tyrannical and intelligent?” and the noble replied, “Everybody.” His Grace gazed off for a moment and added, “I mean besides them?”

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An elder city chap says he knew modern life was really running downhill once people began to always buy new tires instead of having their old ones recapped. (He says the only hopeful sign in all this is that people have yet to apply this approach to their thinking.)

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One guy says he can see all his favorite cartoons without
turning on his TV or going to the movies.

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A subversive mind without a revolution is like a rudder without a ship.

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A viewer, (who says he tries to deal only with the audio portion of our shows) says: “If we can learn nothing from the past, and if the future is unknown to us, then where, pray tell, does that leave us ordinary, overweight, undernourished dumbos in the middle?” …(I somehow doubt he seriously awaits a reply.)

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Part of the fun, says this one guy, of having a master-pet relationship with another species (like a bird or a squirrel) is that one of you can always say to the other, “Yeah? Try and make me!”
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This one reality’s middle name was Probability, and once a few of its creatures discovered this they thought, “Wow, now we have the Big Secret;” but this little piece of info turned out to be not even sufficient to wipe the electrified goo-dribble from their chins.

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After seeing one of our shows a kid asked his ole man, “If it IS true that All of man’s interests are legitimate except those Life punishes him for, then where does that leave the normal criticism each seems to have for the other?” And it being a hot, cranky day and all, the elder snapped, “And what do I look like? — a cheap travel agent for uncertain hostility!”
…(One of the local experts, on call to render instant analysis of fast breaking news stories, had this to say about this one: The surrendering of oneself to mass entertainments, such as television, and its subconscious aftermath, produces quite predictable results — except of course, when they are surprising.” …[After hearing this the ole man thought, “Hey, he should be the one fielding all these questions — he looks like he could run a low rent cruise line in such waters.])

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One man named the left side of his brain Justice, and the right side, Herbert.

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Correction to page thirty-six of The Boy And Girl’s Official Revolutionist Handbook; Third Edition: “Knowing a secret is not the same as having a secret.”

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There was once a man who, when asked his name, would give his address, and when asked where he lived, would give his name. This worked well until one day he thought about it, and then everyone else also became infected — I mean, effected, and he immediately checked himself into a numbered, Swiss Motel Clinic under an assumed number.
…(And a viewer writes, “Am I to suppose that everything that makes me laugh is not necessarily funny? And if so — then why do you keep it up! Sincerely, and so on.”)
…And Kyroot added: Humor sans hostility is not really humor (as it’s known in the city).

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One guy told his younger part, “I hear tales of ole men giving their kids advice, so here’s my one and only for you: Anyone who would tell anyone else what they really think is a down-the-middle, goddamn fool.”

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Once a trail was already blazed this one man wouldn’t go.

One of those city park philosophers came over and took a seat beside me and reflected with a moan: “You know, kind sir, trying to pursue this public role of thinker puts one in a more difficult position than is normal (almost a ‘catch-24, or 5’at least) for if your words are repeated enough to become cliches, you become famous and what you said, worthless.
…(I’m almost certain I saw a couple of squirrels shaking their heads.)
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Whenever someone was about to come to a conclusion this one guy’d leave. (He says it’s a good thing his brain doesn’t take it personally.)

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To remind you of how local norms are not the only norms norming: There is this one universe wherein when it’s your time at bat you can suddenly make a run for first base before ever even stepping in the box; the opposing team’s manager also has the right to take two free shots at you with an unsighted, double-aught thirty. (Reality can sure take some curious turns when it makes up the rules.)

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As the rains began to ominously fall in this one neural land a certain lightning bolt calling himself Noah, Jr., said he’d build a large boat for them, but that, “Sure’s he did, earthquakes’d hit ’em.” …(Attention Captain Irony: your cape and tights wont be ready until Thursday, but I don’t think you’ll be needing them anyway.” …[Instant, local-expert analysis: once men get the hang of certain things they don’t have to be rehung].)

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One guy had a friend who wouldn’t talk to him — What a friend

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Flash! Soap Opera — I mean, “Important News Story” update: That chap I mentioned who had an ole sorehead for a partner and who was disappointed in his attempt to become famous thereby, undertook a new approach. To the editors of the World Book of Records he submitted what he claimed was the “All-time longest, most detailed, most disturbing essay regarding the Futility of Mortal Existence. And this time they saved him a trip — they laughed him out-the-door by return mail.

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Agreeably symmetrical truisms, such as, “You reap what you sow,” “Knowledge is power,” and the like tend to be specious…
okay, misleading…oh, all right — meaningless — via their self-referral.

From the postal service crocker sack comes this nicely typed viewer complaint: “Dear Sir, (and so on): I do wish you would quit saying ‘mind’ when you mean ‘brain’, and stop saying ‘brain’ when you mean ‘mind’…And also,” he adds, “I wish I knew the difference.”

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Anything that might actually vex a revolutionist would be the kind of thing about which he would most adamantly have, “No comment.”

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According to reliable city sources, “The news is not all that encouraging.” …(I guess I could ask, So, what else is new?)

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One chap would underline his most important words in red; and when that didn’t work he’d do it to his eyes. (And his wife said it really made him look tacky.)

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One of the first things every good secondary king does is establish the secret — and all important — Ministry of the Irrelevant.

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In the back lot of the truck stop was a gentleman who claimed he couldn’t tell the difference between squirrels and rats. …(And both groups applauded his stupidity and foresight.)

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Whenever his creatures would start to do something he didn’t particularly care for, this one god would tell ’em, “Hey, do that kinda shit on your own time,” and that (as you can well imagine) pretty well took care of that.

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A certain city writer and thinker says that the past could not have been of much importance, or else it would have left better traces, and not be so hard to track.

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The secondary world looks after its own.

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Helpful, Healthy Household Hints for a Hursday: If you will soak either a size C or double-A battery in household bleach overnight, then hold it in your mouth for three hours, you can dramatically curb your desire to hold a small battery in your mouth. (Repeat if necessary.)

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Long before the ship was ever officially sighted, some of the crew had already come ashore.

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One guy said that once he got started he was hard to stop, but that this was balanced by the fact that once he stopped he was hard to get started.

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Good news for the under-expectant: If the furies don’t get you, the assistant ones will.

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The programs revealed that the subject of the featured speaker would be: “The Fear of Fiction Has No Cure.”
…(And a viewer writes to say, “My dear sir”, (me, I guess), “as a literate, well read person I should like to ask that you explain your program’s continual attack on the world of fiction, while nothing is ever said about the equally extant world of nonfiction. Your Most Sincerely,” e.t.c.
But dear viewer — what do you think this is.

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A reality with a bum knee, failing eye sight, and a creeping aneurysm told its creatures, “I can always sit on you.” And they all squealed, “We just love it when you pay attention to us — even when we hate it, we love it.”

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In ordinary affairs the melody is much more important than the words. …(That’s why Mary can talk, and the lamb can’t.)

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One group of squirrels concluded that their existence was too closely tied to that of the trees, and they decided they would begin to “separate the two.” …(It’s a lucky thing ll squirrels aren’t as smart as you probably think they are.)

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Whenever he was asked about any of his memories or ordinary ideas, this one man would say, “Oh, that old stuff?…”

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“Ole man”, inquired the kid, “Why is it so hard to tell the winner until the game is over?” And the elder chuckled and replied, “Why son, if it were otherwise just imagine how attendance would go down, and we can’t have that, now can we.”
(And the big game said, “N-o w-e c-a-n-‘-t.)

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One man claims that if you think just as fast as you can, you can forget a lot of unnecessary stuff.

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The subversive’s “good news” regarding reports from the city: by the time they realized it’d stopped raining, it’d started again.

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When push came to shove, shove said, “Notyou again.” Moral: men start words, but men can’t stop them. Moral to the moral: A world without end, is my kind of friend. …(Footnote: the man who invented words left no forwarding address, for he understood that everyone’s forwarding address is their address.)

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City “Proof of the Day”: You can’t be a bus driver and be disgusted. And several out-of-work metaphors asked for employment applications.)

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This one god says he has a stock response that handles a “good ninety-eight per cent” of all the whines and requests he receives. It goes — “This is your second chance!”

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Civilization is all mental

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The operational side of this one people’s mythology taught that if you didn’t know who was coming next, make up a song about them.

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There was once a man who attempted to pay off all of his debts — but Life was having none of it.

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Whenever he wanted to surprise himself, this one guy would say, “Surprise!” (Thankfully, he was easily surprised.)

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There is a fairly tale they tell in one reality of the sudden appearance of a man who had more answers than they had questions.
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Everyone’s view is from their own balcony, and what a
balcony!
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(And the hits keep’a comin’): Yet another viewer sends us this message, “Dear Kyroot: I’ll bet you don’t know what most of us viewers out here look like, now do you?” No sir, I do not, and in many instances, darn glad of it.

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The imitators eventually overtake the originators, which is, in the secondary world, what makes the merry-go-round go round.

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The sun always shines on Captain Irony.

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In this one neural kingdom the argument continued regarding whether “less is more” or “more is less,” and this one chap decided to spring a little surprise on his cognitive creatures. So when it came show time he secretly arranged for the M.C. to make this announcement: “Ladies and gentlemen, we’re sorry but the star of tonight’s show, Odel Perkle can’t be with us, so instead we are proud to present — Odel Perkle and the Perkle-Tones.” (And a man in the audience thought,”Sometimes it’s hard to know whether to laugh, or to learn something.” [Which caused the Perkle-Tones to come out smokin’.])

One way to be extremely serious about something is to secretly not be serious about it at all. …(Don’t you ever tell anyone that I told you this!)

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Just as soon as each little creature was born this one reality would rush them a note that said, “Come as you are.”

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