Jan Cox Talk 0871

To Think More Than You Have To Is Complexity of Individuality

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#871 Sep 20, 1991 – 1:00 
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :22. The “mind of the child” = lobotomy if it could be achieved, yet the drive to achieve it is the height of efficient energy exchange for Life’s purposes. Only the Neural Revolutionist willfully seeks greater complexity intellectually. The collective is simplistic; to think more than you have to is complexity of individuality. It approaches the child mind, but with a directness of sophisticated, enriched simplicity, of clinical comprehension of life; to see more while staring less.

The Neural Revolutionist’s simplistic comprehension would be a sight to see, except it is invisible to the ordinary man. The world’s hippest person, but no one knows it.


The News

Par-don the interruption: We now resemble our regular programming.

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A viewer writes to say that he wishes we would just “skip reading the first Kyroot, since they’re always the trickiest one.”

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Wherever he went, this one man carried his garbage with him. It was, he said, a lesson never too often remembered.

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One guy says he’s had his very best thoughts while listening to someone else talk; (and he emphatically denies there’s any connection between the two events).

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There’s this one god you’ve never heard of, for the simple reason that he never could come up with a snappy slogan.

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One man says that whenever he tries to “neurally come in from the cold,” his house catches on fire.

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If you must tell why you do as you do, you don’t know why you do as you do.

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This one man had two brains: He kept one in a bottle; when he ran out, there was a package store down the street.

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One city critic says he’s progressed beyond simply opposing other ideas and philosophies, and has moved into a new area of being antagonistic to specific words!

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One of ordinary intellect’s striking curios is in its perception of uniformity as the ultimate order; now, this does no harm at all in the city, but to a revolutionist, such uniformity equals “death by stagnation.”

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From the old viewer mailbag comes some mail from a viewer — it says, “Dear Kyroot: I remain confused regarding the difference between the metaphorical and the symbolic; just about the time I get the meaning of “symbolic” nailed down, it turns metaphorical on me. P.S.: Sometimes listening to you is more of a pain in the ass than at others. Most Cordially Yours…”

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Standing smartly near dead center of downtown, he raised aloft his arms, then his voice, and declared: “Oh, fortunate city — born when I was conceived.”

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Over near the radar station I heard one guy roundly lamenting the dearth of modern allegories based on the act of circumcision.

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On days of momentous importance, gods of this one reality would sharpen their creatures’ memory; they said it was no big deal, and didn’t cost any more, but that the little ones thought it was really something special.

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There was once a human who found it hard to have fun if he didn’t have fun “all over.” (He didn’t have much fun.)

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The history of man’s history (and much else) could be nicely summed up in this observation recently made by a city analyst and real person: “Once Buddha hit the jackpot, a lot of people said, `Me and him used to go-in together sometimes on lottery tickets.'”

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In the city is a man who refers to his own thinking processes as “living on the cusp of credulity.”

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A guy said, “Some realities are more real than others,” and a reality hollered out — “I heard that!”

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Birds fly so that squirrels might have an object for their own animalistic fables and metaphors.

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One guy claimed he was pleased to have dirt for brains…that is, until one day he went out and found he’d ravished his own back yard.

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Another chapter in our continuing saga of “The Proof Is In The Pudding Dish”: A religion or philosophy that spends its efforts mainly telling you “how to behave” is mainly a religion or philosophy.

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Thinking, “Efficiency be thy name,” a city salesman, whenever he found himself in a hurried situation, would use only his permanent-press opinions.

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The Revolution is the only place where there’s a brand new show every night.

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On that glorious Coronation Day, the king addressed the hushed throng gathered in the royal cathedral: “I know of no way to properly pay tribute to the bastard that gave me this job,” and many little synapses jumped up and shouted, “Shoot him — shoot him; a little lead-to-the-head.”

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Okay, eighty-third verse: DNA can make you say why I’ve never heard of DNA.

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While watching the wing-tipped cordovans in the shoe store window, a chap joined me and said that he picks up our show on his brain; he said that at least it saved him the monthly cable cost.

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A certain god offered a large prize to the first one of his creatures who could explain to him the meaning of the word “perfection.”

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In a manner of speaking (which the instant is about to exemplify): Every Johnson needs his Boswell, every Disraeli his Gladstone, and thus it be that every Zeppo needs his Groucho and you, your mind.

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One man’s old address was damn near the same as his new one; not exactly, but surprisingly similar. (This statement itself is suspect, especially the final adjective, “surprisingly,” but I knew you’d expect and want something in that spot.)

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One chap’s mood, he expressed thusly: “I’m not so sure that just `being human’ is any particular claim-to-fame.”

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Every year for his birthday the creatures of this one reality would give him questions for which they expected no answers or replies. …(Oh, yes; on leap years, he was wont to bend over his cake and blow their brains out.)

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(He wrote me again — “I still think you know more than you’re telling!”)

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Climbing atop an unlicensed electrician in the speakers’ area of the park, a chap declared: “All the world loves a liar; and although this may not be so, just see where you’ll get trying to disprove it.” …(The crowd poured out its reaction in a torrent of affection and old extension cords.)

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This one guy found talk funnier than anything else.

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On his arm was a fresh tattoo that read, “A Slow Death Is Preferable To A Fast Life,” and when that god’s mother saw it she was m-a-d as fourteen hells.

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Most merry-go-rounds revolve; the revolutionist one
re-solves.

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One man was wont to say to his brain, “It’s good we can have these talks,” and for many years his brain never replied to this comment.

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As they struggled to regain control of the ship, the sea disappeared out from under them. (Program Note: All viewers with two brains should be aware that this was not taken from any of the Captain Irony episodes.)

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There was once a man who decided he’d start a religion which wasn’t based on complaining; he soon realized the folly of such efforts. He then attempted the same approach regarding a new political party, but also came to a similar conclusion. He pondered the matter for a bit then decided, “I know, I’ll conjure up a whole new intellectual system that’s not founded on complaints and criticism, that’s it, that’ll work.” (Let’s play “You Fill In The Rest Of The Story.”)

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There was one guy who had so many thoughts he couldn’t keep them straight — but do you think that bothered h-i-m ? ? !!!

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As the cafeteria staff was bringing out the fresh squash-&-turnips, an ole sorehead in line behind me said to his companion, “`Morality-observed’ is no more than condoms for the impotent.”

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The city is everyone’s intellectual home; home is where when you go there with a problem, someone will always offer to treat you.

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And it’s myth, fable, parable, and fairy tale time — yeah, yeah, and blah-blah-blah. Once upon a time far, far — yeah, yeah, far-far, blah-blah away, lived a simple people who feared most their neighbors to the east who continually threatened to attack them with cameras.

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His friends said that he was too dumb to be insulted, but he looked at it as him being too intelligent to be insulted. (Please note: Either way — it worked.)

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Update, Bulletin, News Break and Hot Flash for the finite world: If it don’t work, it’s broke.

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A certain parabolic uncle (I suspect this was intended to be some derivative of the word “parable,” and got garbled in the transmission; well, I don’t really have time to deal with it, so you fill in your own adjective if you feel it opportune) — a certain (blank) uncle told his short-change, “Kid, only god can properly talk about himself in the third person, and kid, god don’t talk about himself.”

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Many brave ideas, just as they realize they’re dying, will put on real heavy perfume.

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A viewer writes to say: “Not only have I been highly suspicious of the so-called `Letters From Viewers’ you read on your show, but after hearing some of them make reference to the wife of the writer, I am close to incredulous; for not only do I not believe anyone actually watches your silly program, I damn sure wouldn’t believe any of them were married who did. So — there! Sincerely Yours, etc.”

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The dictionary of this one people turned out to be a joke; but by the time they found out, it was too late.

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The mayor received an invitation from the Intellectual Culinary Society which said: “The benefit of using plastic eating utensils is that they can splinter and choke you to death.” (His Honor believes either the message or the organization to be metaphorical.)

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At those times when that most curious, chemically-attracted lightning would roar through, this other man’s backyard would climb up in a tree and cackle mightily.

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One man said he didn’t mind actually “talking” to people, but that he’d be damned if he’d respond to them internally.

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When the Big Guy of this one universe wanted to communicate with his subjects, he’d send them an urgent-gram; not a fax, not a telegram, not a Special Delivery letter, but an urgent-gram: No matter the subject or its immediate importance, it was always — an urgent-gram. …(Some of the creatures said that was why they called him god; a few others said that that was why god was part of some names they called him.)

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The more you know that everybody else knows, the more you…well, the more you kinda know less in the subversive sense.

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There’s this other fairy tale that says: Once upon a time there was a land where the people had a fable that said that one day the kids all turned into squirrels, and vice versa.

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Anyone can be bribed: How else do you think you’re still alive!

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The professor laid down his bagpipes and told the class: “A man in a suit will not repair your roof. Oh, sure! He’ll arrange for someone else to do so — but he won’t fix it; and therein lies the sinews of civilization, and the nomenclature of expectations.”

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A man whose mind operates as a measuring and surveying apparatus is a sight to see…(if he weren’t so invisible and frightening.)

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On Tuesday he decided that there were parables for all occasions; by Friday he’d concluded that there were all occasions.

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Once you know what you need to know, you don’t care who gets the credit.

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Some of the Big Guys — and ideas — don’t like to be talked about.

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One guy had a mind that could take a couple of steps back.

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