Jan Cox Talk 0894

Apparent Differences Don’t Sustain Conflict, Only Their Comparisons

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#894 Nov 13, 1991 – 1:00 
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :26. POV/point of view = a comparison; POV does not lead to comparisons, it is comparisons. Apparent differences don’t sustain conflict, continual comparison of the difference becomes the focus, the support of conflict. Cf. differences in ideas and comparison issuing from them.


The News

When life becomes simultaneous, it comes alive.

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In finite lands, the battles now being fought are already well remembered.

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Faking the profitable is profitable.

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The mayor made this official proclamation: “We are now faced with our most formidable opponent — Genes!” (Of those who heard this, some were rendered temporarily immobile, some took a long weekend, and some others said they weren’t all that surprised.)

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Not only is there no explaining or defending taste — only a dunce tries.

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According to one man’s prospectus: “Being ‘humbly erudite’ is having the wherewithal not to say ‘wherewithal’ when you could say ‘ability.’

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An enjoyable private vice that has become a public topic has eaten prunes.

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Medical News For Those With No Fuse: Irritable gears in city carousels can cause horses to suck on certain root juices that will allow them to turn violent toward the trees and any nearby woodworkers. (A doctor, with a recent disbarment to his credit, suspects that as abstruse as this may at first blush sound, that it has quite specific pertinence to Three-D-life’s self-performing taste for all manner of drugs and aggression — [Hey, give that man back his license.])

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A man who says he watches our show with his clothes on, sends us another suggestion for a new program name, The Most Fun You Can Have With A Closed Mind. (In a separate envelope he later sent along this follow up: “If my first name suggestion was too long, how about: The Most Fun You Can Have With A Closed Mind Without Hurting Your Face Real Bad.”)

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As he watched the moving van roll off the road for the fifth time in the last five miles, he sang to himself his favorite song: “There’s just No Getting Over Me.”

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There was once a small band who referred to their secondary reality as, “Now You See It — Now You Don’t.”

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The Seven O’Clock Quiz Show: What’s the use in knowing someone smarter than yourself if you never ask them a question?
The Seven Thirty Show: “Hello, myself, I’d like to introduce you to me, and my good friend, Life-With-An-Opening-In-It-Right-Here.” (Well, my my — how in the world are you.)

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Heroes are genes’ attempt to carry-on.

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On a note he kept in a drawer in a table by his bed, this one king had writ: “Remember: Bladder-control before dignity.” (The local god laughed at this inasmuch as he wasn’t bound by native sequence. [And further on up the line, someone else scoffed at him.])

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All forms of patriotism — especially metaphoric and literal — are expressions of anger. (In the secondary realm, things are not so much loved as other things are hated.)

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The judge, currently presiding in The Court Of Extremely Nasty Matters, issued this statement: “A system that can cease referring to itself possesses the possibility of ceasing to be a set system.” (One clerk’s neural structure became so excited by this idea that he wanted to ask a question — But he know that the judge didn’t “Play that shit.”)

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Apparently in response to something-or-other, one gentleman says, “I resent being called a ‘dunce’.” (Perhaps, me thinks, I should have said, “obviously” instead of “apparently”…whaddya think?)

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You can sort of kick around and mistreat both the primary and secondary — but with differing results.

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A chap writes to ask if he may use a line from a recent Kyroot as the title of his latest book, “Never Shoot A Man Who Has Just Taken A Laxative.” (He suggests that if I agree to this it could bode well for us both since he’s never written a book before.)

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Over in the city, in the “best intellectual tradition,” one guy “Made a determination!!!”

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The closing speaker at the Conventionaire’s Convention had this to say: “It would seem to me personally that if we — collectively — do all that is possible for us to do, then we can accomplish all that which people like us can do.” (The resounding response would have been even greater were it possible to more easily applaud while holding the hands of the people next to you.)

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{…and in an item having no genetic connection to others:} One voice said: “I’m tired of being like everyone else.” And his second expression replied: “Hell! — I’m tired of being everyone else.

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A Sentence: “Face it kid, some ordinary emotions are not even in the revolutionist’s dictionary.”

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After hearing it said that you could “rust away,” he ran right out and repainted himself. (In a neighboring galaxy is a tattoo parlor that does only prose — no pictures — and specializes in sarcasm. They once offered to sponsor a show over there similar to this; just because someone’s in another system doesn’t mean they know any more what they’re doing than do your locals.)
In an unrelated mileage dispute, arose this comment: “I personally shall not be impacted by any idea, no matter how significant, unless it comes from far away.” (Now this is pertinent for any who can ask themselves, “Say, Bub, how far from here-to-me?”…[Yes, Lambkins: Close thoughts can be claustrophobic.])

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Before he started watching our show, one man said he was never quite sure “what to think.” But now — now — he says he’s not quite sure how to think. (He adds that he won’t bother to thank me, “just yet.”)

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“Serious” proverbs are the way cheap tyrants attempt to drug the people. (And, Hey! — it works. The welcome mat is always out for self-induced intoxication…[They made me do it, I made me do it; there ain’t nuthin’ to it, cause we’re all gonna do it.])

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One guy told his partner, “Hey! — it’s over; even if you stick around, you ain’t my partner any more.”

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The misty looking traveler asked the local craftsman, “I see, kind sir, that you have leather and a lace, why do you not make some shoes?” And the man replied, “Because I am a baker.” The visitor staggered for just the slightest moment, recovered, and replied, “Ah, by any chance have any of your officials said anything lately regarding the matter of genetics, also?”

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A man with different views smells funny.

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In his own head, one guy started his own quiz show. He called it, “Whaddya Think?”, but it flopped. No one ever showed up.

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When he would really get mad, this one reality would hold his breath until everybody died.

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One chap in a reality-sequence opined, “It’s darn difficult for threes to get a good fix on fours — darn difficult.”

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The difference between being intellectually-profane, and being “insulting” is never readily grasped by the insulting.

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By continually, “stretching the limits of expectations,” he was gradually able to, “pull the tights of possibilities” up over his, “fatty thighs of opinionated certainty.”…(And a viewer writes: “With poetry like this — who needs germ warfare!”)

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One way to handle useless action is to supercharge it.

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From within the heart of contemporary city life, comes one man’s conclusion: “After weighing all of the material, possibilities, and suspicions, I believe ‘the truth’ to reside in three words.”

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One kid asked his ole man, “Why is it — correctly or not — that I feel you have treated me unfairly?” And the larger of the two replied, “Probably for whatever reason you might imagine.”

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One part of one guy’s brain was older than others. (I don’t suppose this has any connection to that last kind of Kyroot…)

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Asking for everyone’s attention, the man stood in the rear of the bus and said, “It would seem to me, in my humble opinion, that if you extracted the aggression from all religions and political regimes all that would remain would be men dressed up in funny suits.” And a lady, about half way up the aisle, with a bag of squashes turned and asked, “What about philosophical systems?” and he replied, “Hey lady, who tha’ hell I look like?!! If I was Schopenhauer you think I’d be down to ridin’ public transportation with the likes of you!”

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No medicine’s any good if you can keep it down.

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Proudly displaying his new Turnip Enhancer, he says that he and his brother watch our show, and take turns thinking that it’s either ‘too complex’ or that it’s ‘too silly’. (He says that next week it’s his turn.)

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If you’re popular you don’t have to refer to yourself. (And someone wonders whether this has anything in kinship to the earlier item about the judge and his finding regarding the fixed limits of stable systems.)

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One fellow says that although he can’t afford to “Move, just now,” he has decided to temporarily abandon the upstairs, and go down to the basement where he says it’s “More interesting;
w-e-l-l, at least, different.”

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In a clear display of indisputable fairness, this one reality said to a would-be local leader, “I’ll debate it with you just as long as you like — and then I’ll kill you.”

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{…and a viewer writes:} “Your stories and comments so often refer to killing that I begin to wonder if you’re actually planning to either start a new religion, or open a mortuary.”

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In man’s ordinary intellectual world, everything’s based on understanding, and understanding doesn’t exist there — neat, huh?

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One city-mind (or is that, “one mental-city” — you know how easy it is to confuse the two) says, “Having a Great Tradition can be a real timesaver.”

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One breath told one movement, “Forget the modifiers, there’s only one experience — the human one.” (In an unrelated fashion note, the collective wraps its thoughts in adjectives and adverbs, the better to protect them from the old, you-know-whats.)

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One chap’s self-authored “Instruction Manual” says, on page two: “The only good circuit is a short circuit.”

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Once the professor learned that the university would no longer furnish the faculty with an Intellectual Clothing Allowance he never returned to classes.

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Hoisting his glass high in the shimmering, mystical light of the neon signs, the guy at the middle of the bar sighed this rejoice just as he prepared to drink: “Ahhh! Mixed metaphors! — The only way to go.”

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Great ideas leave town.

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{Hey! — that’s four words!}

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The Culture Commander gave this pop-quiz in recognition of all those who already think they “Know too much”: Why don’t alligators wear socks? Because the last time they did, their fashion selection was met with such ridicule that they collectively decided — “Hey! — who needs this grief!”

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For civilians: It’s r-e-a-l hard to think of neat, new stuff while you’re at home.

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To further clarify his position, he said, “If all of the words in the dictionary were not related you wouldn’t have to number the pages, now would you.”

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General schematic of the nervous system’s automatic drive to change: Everyone wants to beat-up-on-themselves, but no one wants to be responsible for a felony.

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{…and a listener responds:} “I must take exception to that last remark, for I believe that people would take responsibility for changing themselves if they just knew how to go about it.” (In instances where the ordinary neural patterns see that one thing might be possible if another one first occurs, the unruly, individual intellect might see them as coevally synonymous.)

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{…Unrelated colateral from you-know-where:} You can’t hold a revolution in a crowd.

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In a final, desperate all-out, “pulling-together-of-his-muster”, this one man semi-decided that, “Anger towards stupidity carries with it the inherent risk of unintentional suicide.”

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On little-bitty slips of paper, this one man would write down little-bitty thoughts; his wife called him the Little-Bitty-Man.

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One new religious group believes that “Heaven” will be a place where you can “Ride a bus and still never think-about-yourself.”

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No matter what kinds of negative things might be said about them, at least one good thing about opinions is that they’ll share and “take turns.”

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The city’s Department of Vehicle Registration received this card from someone on vacation: “My brother says that people with ‘short intestines’ have a short attention span.”

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The rebel synapse mentioned to several little dendrites, “I know you won’t lose sight of the fact that ‘being human’ is still one of the performing arts.”

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In a totally unexpected move, this one reality placed a sign over the entrance to its business which said, “This Ain’t No Business.”

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One god told a guy: “Hey — you can call me at my private number: 555-67431,” and the guy said, “But that’s one too many numbers,” and he replied, “Hey! — I’m a god!” (And in our audience, a listener reacted, “Wow — some guys’ll never learn,” and his partner asked, “How many guys is that?” and he replied, “Five billion and one.” Partner: “But that’s one too many numbers.” Guy: “You forget to count yourself.”)

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Our Immortal Wisdom For The Day: Finding “The truth” in a book is akin to discovering that the bad smell is not emanating from you.

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We received a letter, and even drawing upon the full resources of The Kyrootian Society and Car Wash, we have yet to feel able to respond; so, I present it to you here, and invite you to join us in pondering the matter: A viewer says he believes our program would be more popular if I would talk more about things that people are naturally interested in.

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Another city conversation, overheard (at great inconvenience to all involved, I might add): First guy says: “I hear they can now take actual photographs of the brain,” and the second guy’s mind blushed.

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A kind of Short History Of The City’s Version Of The Revolution: When men don’t know what is basically going-on, they’re inclined to act as though they “know” in some kind of weird, fancy-ancy way.

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And finally — A Brief History OF The Revolution: First Voice says: “I can’t help the land I inherited, but I can work on the house.” Second Voice says: “You ever hear of agriculture?”

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