Jan Cox Talk 0909

Solitary Confinement: Deprivation of Talking to Another About Self

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#909 Dec 18, 1991 – 1:00 
Notes by TK

Kyroot. to :22. To drive a man crazy, one merely needs to deprive him of the ability of self-reference. Solitary confinement is the deprivation of someone to talk to about oneself. A Neural Revolutionist shopping tip: never buy an investigatory device (e.g., micro- or tele-scope) carrying a brand name (i.e., religious, artistic, scientific, political, etc.). The Neural Revolutionist eschews all wisdom on the basis it is of collectivized thinking..


The News

Only a moving target is worth shooting at.

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Over in one city some of the children played grown-up, and pretended to have a debate; one side being regular civilians, the other, more subversive sorts, and the subject was, “Death, The Final Truth, Or, The Ultimate Answer — The Next Question.”

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Secondary reality is helped made stable by constant reference thereto.

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One guy wrote a new play, “Stupidity Takes A Holiday”…but he couldn’t get any backers…no one could grasp the concept.

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{…Flash, Flash — Secondary News Flash Heard All Over The Nowhere: A “man-with-problems” has got problems.}

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A thing with a new name is a new thing — if you embrace it.

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The life of man is such that simple barn dances become royal balls, and the ordinary see this as primarily a physical affair, and plus are made to forget that a “dance-is-a-dance” whether it be a hoe-down or a minuet.

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One ole guy, surveying his local conditions, had this to say, “Certain areas of human activities wouldn’t be near as silly if people just wouldn’t talk about them.”

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{…Then on another little planet there was a group who believed that after you died, the reward for a life well spent was to be transformed from being “goods” to being a “service.” (…One mortal thinker once thunk: “Is it remotely possible that even parts of reality know more than other of its parts?” and I ask you — why have more than one numeral on a watch if time’s not going anywhere — even illusionarily so.)}

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In the city what works, works; though out in rebel camp they still like to examine it.

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Well, let’s get the “Bad-Good-‘I-Don’t-Know'” news out of the way: “By the time the ordinary find out that suicide doesn’t work it is (as they say in the roofing trade) “a bit late.”

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The secondary world’s always present, tacit advice to experts: “When you don’t know what’s going on — predict the future.”

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{…and a viewer writes: “Why do you hardly ever talk about the skeletal structure of man?”}

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Every story you hear has two parts, and you’re one of them.

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{…well, actually, counting you, every story has three parts, but the simple version is hard enough to understand.}

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One chap says, “If it weren’t for commas just think where we could be today.”

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And now for that part of our show where we send out our “Secret Subversive’s Message” to all of you viewers who have your “Secret Subversive’s Decoder Message Ring”, and here’s tonight’s secret message: “If there was actually ‘any way out,’ nobody would want to GET out.” …(Now drink your cocoa and go to bed.)

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Only a neural revolutionist would change, and then deny it (if questioned); at least refusing to acknowledge that he had changed for any of the reasons the questioner might raise.

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Whenever he was tempted to get angry this one man would say to himself, “Remember what happened LAST time,” and this would make him so mad he’d damn near forget EVERY thing.

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Amidst the bloom of one city’s thriving they adopted the civic motto, “We Must Not Look In the Other Direction”. …(Ask yourself tonight, or in the morning, if you have assumed such a sophisticated approach in your own intellect.)

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{…Over a glass of buttermilk, one guy told a chum, “When it comes to dealing with life, my hormones seem quite prepared — it’s my thoughts I keep worrying about.” (And so ends another episode of, “I’m everybody, and everybody’s me; there’s water in the fishes, and fishes in the sea.” …[“Hey bastard, I thought you told me there wasn’t any way off this merry go round!” …(Carnival rider’s note: Although there is, it’s not on this planet.)])}

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Several viewers have written us lately wanting to know how come their brains don’t “talk to them” like they do to people in our stories.

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In reply to its creatures’ many petitions, complaints and speculations, this one reality had a single, stock response — “Any thing’s poss-i-ble.”

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In city terms, a “real athlete” is one who can turn his ankle while doing sit-ups.

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One of the drivers said he’d never stop at a station that sold “watered-down” fuel, and all his buddies asked, “What does ‘watered-down’ mean?” …(And a viewer says, “Such stories as this certainly offer unexpected insights and possibilities, but they still kinda make me sick. Sincerely, Yuk.”)

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What he found to be an almost “irreconcilable fact,” said the young lad, was when he was forced to realize that “those who are grown up are serious about it.”

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“One man could think as fast as he could talk, which some found unfair.” “You mean some other PEOPLE?” “No, some other thoughts.” …(Knock-Knock: If you understand the above, don’t answer the door.)

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Spotted: bumper sticker on city cop’s car: “Never Trust An Explanation Whose Fax Number Spells Out The Message: Don’t You Wish — Don’t You Wish.”

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One chap concluded, “Information that can be ‘verified’ ain’t worthy of the name.” …(Engineering Insight: The main trouble with disruptive ideas in the city is that they’re either ignored, or else are too disruptive.)

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{…a recent letter to the Advice Doctor reads as follows: “Dear Doctor: My brother has been captured by a ‘mind cult’, and I can’t tell the difference.” …(On certain remote, oceanic islands, the natives are inclined to get r-e-a-l sarcastic just right before the bombs reach ground zero.)}

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There are two sources of thought available to man, the collective and the individual, and to the latter, the ordinary have no access.

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In response to what he perceived to be his reality’s specific interest in him individually, this one man tried to tell it, “I can be cocky, or I can be humble, but I can’t be there at eight on Monday.”

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{…In a land where order and sequence had pushed far ahead, the creatures saved on their lighting by going blind. …(Son-Of-The-Above: It is only beings who can speak who can make words go backwards. Grand-Daughter-Of-Supra: It is only talking creatures who need for them to. …[And a chap strolling by exclaimed, “Well slap me silly with the obvious dipped in grease.” …(He said this without seeing the sign clearly posted to his left that said, “That’s What They ALL Say Just Before And After It’s Too Late, Kate.”)])}

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And now that for which we’ve all been patiently waiting — Another Guy’s V-I-E-W: (Says he — this “other guy”): “Taken as a whole, the secondary world is more trouble than it’s worth…If we had any alternative in the matter.”

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{…Where rats and squirrels fight over the spoils, the cutest rodent always wins…at least in the hearts of men. …(“No, Professor Standley, I don’t think they’d hardly use such disgusting little creatures as some sort of symbolism for the electro-chemical thoughts that so nicely populate the human mind. Now take your whiskey and go on to bed.”)}

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One man said his hormones made him feel worse than anything else.

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Once in another finite universe there was a race who believed that after you died you went to a place of Ultimate Accounting whereat you had your choice; you could either be judged on “how you lived,” “what you thought,” or your looks. …(“Is it possible,” wondered a young wanderer, “that even Heaven has a primary and secondary level?” “No!” replied everyone else, “Why even have Paradise and progress if it’s not the Final Word!” …[Think about that, girls & boys, the next time your thoughts say, “Ahh, I’m tired, can’t we just drop it for now and try it again tomorrow?!!”])

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{…one kid told his brother, “It sure is easy to make fun of people when they’re not here,” and his brother asked, “Is everyone not here yet?” …(Corollary Beyond The Capacity Of the Corpulent Cerebellum: Few are the mortal armies lead by jokesters and the light-hearted.)}

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{…A viewer writes: “I don’t see how your program is helping the economy at all.”}

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On worlds where they worry a lot, they have Worry Doctors; and on worlds where they don’t, they have doctors to make ’em do so.

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Throughout history have been those driven to say that, “Man cannot face the truth,” and others made to proclaim that he “doesn’t want to,” and curious to note, these two groups have never gotten together for a little stroll across the dance floor. …(Hey — don’t look now, but I think I just saw a guy over in the corner with a ticket that says there is no such thing. …Hey, cool it, he’s looking over this way.)

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{…Although this one reality never made any official studio-recordings, it didn’t mind if you did some bootleg-taping whenever he made a personal appearance.}

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{…Over near the theatre one man confided to his friend, “I find some aspects of life more frightening than others, but the scariest thing is to consider the possibility that you’ve been frightened by the wrong ones all along.” …(Need I waste both our times by adding that they both shivered and shuddered.)}

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There was once an ordinary man in the city who ridiculed and laughed at words, until the day came when they asked him if he had any final ones.

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In this one kingdom, if you R-E-A-L-L-Y crossed His Grace, you’d get your choice of executions: You could either be hung, or made to “Come-look-through-this”. …(Addendum: This is actually another excellent example of life’s overall fairness, in that only those who truly “know the worst” can be made to suffer it. …which is yet another reason never to “back up.”)

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{…One man’s motto was: “If you can ‘See over your shoulder’ you’re either looking in the wrong direction, or else you’re too close to your shoulders.”}

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And from our audience, a viewer asks, “In this ‘Revolution thing’ you keep talking about, what is it that we’re supposed to be fighting with — Life? Ourselves? Our thoughts? Our hormones? Or just what? I double-dog-dare you to answer. Yours truly,” etc.

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{…When things didn’t go just E-X-A-C-T-L-Y right, this one man would get “low-level, pissed-&-steamed”; he saw to it that things hardly ever went “exactly” right. …(Sometimes when he was off by himself alone, he’d smile a devilish smile and say, “God! It’s great to participate, and do my share!”)}

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It’s normally as hard to deal with the secondary world and not get serious as it is to go swimming without having to pay somebody to watch your clothes. …(“But how about ‘getting wet’?” a man asks. “But sir, you don’t have to pay anyone to watch you get wet.”)

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{…as a second-uncle, once ingrown, used to say, “Hey, life’s not fair, but it’s not fair to everybody.”}

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As they lowered his mind into the ground, this one man said, “Well sure I wanted to die, but not this bad.” …(In a land where they remember peoples’ “first words”, they don’t know about lands like yours. …[As that famous neural grave-robber used to say, “Dig it — then split.”])

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{…Banding together as “Tag-Team Inquirers”, two guys wrote the Advice Doctor thusly: “Is it possible for ideas to eventually ‘spoil’?”}

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Just as a kind of joke, or something (I guess you’d say), on this one world when it would get warm in some places it’d get cool in others. …(In the west sector, one man, while trying to take shots at would-be burglars, accidentally mistook his own brain.)

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{…Pop-Up & Roll-Over Quiz: At what level can a “willful mis-speak” still be considered a “mis” something-or-other? …(Answer For All If Not Many: Every thing at every level.)}

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In one city a chap proposed that all so-called ‘words-of-wisdom’ that only served to encourage the ordinary be prohibited, and the governing counsel voted down the suggestion, saying that to do so would do away with every thing that even resembled insightful verbiage in their part of the world.

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Adage-Update, Maxim-Magnifier, and Proverb-Extender: If reality didn’t exist, man would have to invent it. …(And a woman in the balcony said, “‘Would-have-to’ — Hell!”)

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{…Recently, a man said, “What’s the use in even getting old if you can’t segue irritation into perceived melancholy. Huh-rumph.”}

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{…in one land, the Minister of Education asked that a survey be done to determine whether more “ne’er do wells” later became poets, or more artists later became scoundrels; (his wife told him to shut up and sit down.)}

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{…one guy says, “My hormones make me feel worse than anything else,” and another guy says, “You already said that.” And the first guy says, “I know, but I wanted to say it again.”}

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The first view said, “The triumph of the intellect is the ultimate triumph,” and the second countered, “Yeah, as long as you’re alive,” and the first replied, “There’s the difference between us.”

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+ There are many ways to learn and keep a secret, but only one to invent one. …(Only the last six words in that sentence holds any interest for a rebel. …[One chap even noted that the first part of most ideas don’t amount to much.])

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…One man was even tempted to tell his son, “In thinking, same as tennis, it’s A-L-L in the ‘follow-through’.” — (but he didn’t, “Thank you sports fans”.)

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Over in a busy part of the city, one man became quite disappointed when he heard the allegations that all of psychology and most of science and religion had been “made up.”

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{…One guy noticed that when he patted his dog on a certain place he’d look off, and he wondered whether he could do this to his own mind, maybe.}

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{…then Kyroot said:} …And in response the defense counsel said, “Where would the world of events be without man?!!”

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{Then we come to this one man who finally concluded that life was F-A-R too polite to ever just come right out and tell him to “shut up”.}

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One guy’s fake “final words” were, “Well I didn’t know any of it was to be taken seriously!”

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