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Requirement To Be an Expert–Just Be a Pessimist

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#910 Dec 20, 1991 – 1:00 
Notes by TK

Kyroot to 24. There are two sources of thinking: collective and individual. The attempt to be fashionable is an attempt to touch an individual source, which is not available to the ordinary; it is the attempt to be an “original thinker” by joining the crowd. Collective thinking is all that’s available to the ordinary mind. The only thing that keeps the SL/Secondary Level man going is that he is incomplete at that level.

All that’s necessary to be an expert is to be a pessimist. The Neural Revolutionist has no interest in anybody else’s Point of View. A Neural Revolutionist is not a mere rebel; but even if he was, he would be so secretive about it no one would ever know it.


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In this one kingdom they allow only the locals of superior native intelligence to make fun of their fellow creatures; it is known as The Land Of No Jokes.

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{…and can you believe it! — a response from a viewer already?!!: “Sirs: I do not care for the implications of that last little vignette at all; in fact, the more I think about it, the less I like it. It seems I am therefore forced to either not listen to you as much, or else think about it less; guess which will win out.” Signed, “A Fan Of Sorts.”}

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A gentleman identifying himself as “Mr. I Can’t Believe I Saw What I Saw And Said What I Said” said: “The greatest thing about human persons is that when one part of them goes wrong, it affects all the other parts.” (He smiled, bowed, and took his leave.)

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{…The mayor of one city said to his friend, the county commissioner, “What could be more fun than being sick,” and the “commiss” replied, “That little time right before, just as you realize you’re about to be sick.” (They both nodded and grinned in that way only the truly sophisticated can.)}

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On this one world there were those who stared, and those who did not, and the first group didn’t even know the second existed.
…(And one guy said, “Hey, I’ve got some parts of my brain just like that.”)

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The ordinary mind’s belief that some sort of special knowledge alone will complete its construction is like thinking that feeding peanuts to a beaver will turn him into an elephant.
…(And in our make-believe audience a little guy thought,
“Y-E-A-H, but what if you fed him four-hundred-million pounds of peanuts?!!…”)

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Under ordinary circumstances, stupidity is no particular proof of success or failure.

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In an area where they build cars, they don’t have to produce gas; at first you might think just the opposite, but you would be wrong. (The more complex a system, the more complex it must become. [A rebel mind forgets this at a cost known only to itself.])

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More city conversations recorded for posteriority or something: “Most people congratulate themselves at times inappropriate.” “You mean, too early?!!” they replied. “What am I?” he asked, “died and gone to the land of the Conveniently Hard Of Hearing?”

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{…When one man heard the city adage, “There are no atheists on the battlefield,” he thought, “No, just idiots.”}

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Presenting another item from our “Now The Truth Can Be Heard” file; those who offer advice are the saviors of the world.
…(Yes — for the alert out there; this is the same department previously known as “Ha-Ha Hubert, People Will Believe Almost ANYTHING.”)

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There is a difference between being “pushed around” and believing you’re being “pushed around.” It is the difference between knowing what the neural revolution is all about, and still clutching your bus ticket.

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{…Over in the grips of the city, one ole chap stated, “I ain’t much bothered by experts so long as they don’t actually think they know what’s gonna happen next.”}

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Our Inspirational Thought For The Day: “There’s ALWAYS somewhere else.”

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One more experienced reality told a younger one, “The best way to keep the creatures looking after your best interests is to make them each think that they individually are looking out after your best interests.”

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{…and a man with a position and some stationery writes: “It is exactly that sort of thing that takes all the joy and excitement out of normal human conflicts. Thanks a lot! Yours,” etc.}

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The leader of one little cult over in the city says that everyone has “something important to say,” but that most people have the decency to keep their mouth shut.

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About twice or once a year, there is a man who wonders, “Are things that make sense SUPPOSED to make sense?” (One answering the normal call-of-duty would never go to such an extreme.)

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{…”Dear Advice Doctor: If you’re nice to people, but don’t actually `feel it,’ does it `count’? I say it does, but my brother says not, and the strange thing is that sometimes I agree with him but don’t know why. What, if anything, do you think?”}

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Whenever this one reality wanted to clamp-down on his sophisticated “thinking creatures,” he’d first make ’em sick — after that, he didn’t have to do anything else.

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After some years of being human, one man sat himself down and bethought, “It would seem as though you have a choice: either see some things that don’t exist, or refuse to see others that do.” (Now, feeling much better, he stood and left.)

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Only the neural revolutionist (that new, active part of the brain) could go from being “some-particular-kinda-guy” to being “no-particular-kinda-guy,” and never make note of it, or ever look back — in either direction.

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{…One man asked his local god, “Which is the worst — fear, or suicide?” and the Big Guy said, “Hormones,” and the man said, “No, seriously, which is worse, fear or suicide?” And the god said, “Hummm, I’ll have to check with the home office and get back to you on this one.”}

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Many people still have old relatives staying with them.

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{…What is the difference between a warrior with a tank full of gas and nowhere to go, and a statesman with a pocket full of maps and a brain running on empty? …(For the benefit of those of you who don’t know the secret, the answer to all of these quizzes is the same…if you live long enough…and look far enough away.)}

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“Kid,” said the ole man, “here’s my operational advice for you while you’re in the city: Act as though you might believe the pessimists are always right.” (And the lad thought, “That’s my dad.”)

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{…and now from our continually updated list of Golden Oldies, this item: “One man used to talk to the trees in his back yard, until he realized how sappy they were.” …(Be sure and stay tuned, in the next hour we will be playing the record of the Thirteenth Century backwards so that you hear what really happened.)}

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It’s rumored that in one land they won’t actually execute you if you’ll laugh just before they throw the switch.

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{…and a viewer writes to accuse us of a certain “unfairness,” says he: “If all the stuff in life wasn’t so all connected and entangled and all, this `revolution thing’ you keep talking about wouldn’t be so funny.”}

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The king appointed a committee to select someone to become the Minister Of Individual Thinking. …(No, Captain Irony, you can not apply for the job. Jeeze!) …Oh, a certain corollary might be in order right here, note: Life is arranged so that someone will always complain about any map, even if it’s one directing them to where they want to go. …(This is what makes life interesting for a few, but causes most to fume, and wanna fold up Rand & McNally and cram ’em back in the glove compartment.)

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{…gaily skipping down the street, the man sang: “Oh, I’m a critic, I’m a critic; I don’t get it, I’m a critic.”}

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Life is real to some only when it is too real, (e.g.): Once your leg is broken — EVERYONE knows who to call!

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At the bar in a city cafe, a gent said that he was now “certain” that all of history’s most famous writers were wretched in their personal lives. (He does admit there remains “j-u-s-t enough doubt” of this to make his own life miserable.)

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{…one guy told his dog: “The thing about knowing the secret is that after that you don’t have to know anything else.” (Which doesn’t really tell you any more than does a weather report to a Rottweiler…which I’m sure you knew already…and if you didn’t, which I’m sure you wouldn’t ADMIT already; …[See, that’s the thing about knowing the spiral-secret in the land of merry-go-rounds. …(Down boy. Sit! Heel! Go fetch! — do something!)])}

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{…a viewer with a cousin in from out of town said to the visiting relative, “Pay you no mind to our local telecasting, nobody’s mind is anything like a dog around these parts; that guy just says stuff like that sometimes.” (It’s indeed comforting to be comforted no matter where you’re from.)}

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{…Consumer Time Saver: Be advised that there’s no such things as “Brain Filters.” (Super Saver: Be advised that there is, but they’re known as “brains.” …[Shop wisely, and meet me in Homely Furnishings.])}

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One guy’s latest theory is that the decimal system was invented for those who couldn’t get it right the first time.
…(His brother’s that guy you see around town with the sign that says: “God Is A Whole Number.”)

***

{…oh yeah, they have a half-sister who once insisted that it was alright to “cut corners,” ’cause it at least proved that you had corners.}

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{…many families with little to protect will hunker down together and protect it with vigor. (Many families live in your head, Ed.)}

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Standing in a clearing in the city, he raised a determined fist and in a confident voice declared that he would not be satisfied until he had “learned the truth,” and further warns that if he doesn’t like what he learns that he won’t be satisfied until they change it for him.

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{…although as yet unconfirmed by any reputable Mythological Accounting firm, it’s said there is a place where the local gods smile kindly on self-assured smart-asses…not many, mind you, but a few…(that’s what they say).}

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{…and in comes this inquiry to the Advice Doctor: “Dear Doctor: Is it possible for someone to rely on themself too much?” “S-a-y,” says the Doc, “Who’s puttin’ people up to writing these kinds of letters, anyway?”}

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Public Notice: All the good jobs are taken. Private Follow-Up: Not to worry, you’ve got one of them…yes, you!
…(How come no one ever believes this!)

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{…and a gentleman with a long, sharpened stick says: “There’s always a group of people who won’t believe whatever is said, and there’s another group who will apparently believe ‘most anything. I convey this observation to you in the hopes that you can make more out of it than I have.”}

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{…snippet overheard at local city bistro: First guy says: “I guess everybody’s wired up a bit differently,” and second guy says: “I know, that’s why I drink.”}

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There was one man who used to remind himself that “getting sick is taking the easy way out.” He did so in between trips to the doctor.

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{…and Kyroot further noted:} There has always been a lot of rambunctious activity in normal city life that men have believed is somehow of immediate, supreme importance, if not revolutionary, but which is nonetheless normal and routine, and with no direct connection to the individual, neural uprising.

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Then there was this one reality what was R-E-A-L nice to its creatures, and one of them said to his brother, “Yeah, but I think it’s all a trick,” and his brother said, “Yeah, but what a trick!”

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In one land they will allow no one with a headache to ever become king. (It’s hard to be wet and never be dry; it’s tricky to live, and never to die.) But genetic reality has no ear for rhymes, and even if it did, it wouldn’t give a damn for this one
…or any other one…)

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One Saturday afternoon, as a man was sitting in his study, just a’musing and a’studying, he mused, “What would machines say if they could talk?” and his typewriter up and said, “Hello God, my name is Remington,” and the guy said, “I should’ve guessed.”

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{…Five-D sign posted in a three-D room: “If you’re the smartest guy at the party and no one particularly notices — you may be the smartest guy at the party.”}

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On one world the creatures like to talk and laugh about the “Kingdom of Beasts,” but note that trees only smirk at squirrels where flora is verbal and fauna is not. …(It’s not only easier to kick a man while he’s down, it’s the only way possible.)
…Later, part of one man’s brains had something to say to the other parts.

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One day, during a couple of seconds when he wasn’t doing nothing, one guy thought, “Thinking that you’re a `big deal’ is sure some hobby!”

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{…and a man says: “Dear Mr. Kyroot, et al, etc.: No matter what that other guy said in the last batch of these things you had read out, I personally want to say for myself that nothing makes me feel as happy or as sad as my hormones — and I don’t care who knows it — except my brain.”}

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Every land has its native tongue, and a revolutionist will avoid it like a pimp does daylight.

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{…One man told a young friend, “You can hide your money and you can hide your face, but you can’t hide your feelings from your blood.” (On some original planets they not only consider that two and two “equal” four, but that they are inseparably synonymous. …[For mentation to begin in finite landscapes, this position was, perforce, abandoned.])}

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{…and Kyroot noted: A gent from the city writes to the Advice Doctor: “Is the truth always funny, or just something new that you learn?” (And his receptionist says that the good doctor had to take an aspirin and go lay down.)}

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{…late one bright, hot, overcast and cold morning, a man stood up and said, “If all of this actually means anything, it should mean more.” …(Certain ancient rumors in the blood say that such were the origins of the genetic revolution…on this planet…in man.)}

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One reality had the local god in charge of a certain world periodically reassure the creatures that they weren’t all that dumb.”

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{…For his fortieth birthday, one man gave himself a present — “Abrupt sentences are your friend.”}

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{…The ole man said to the kid, “The more you understand, the more choices you have.” Kid: “I thought it’d be just the opposite.” Ole man: “It is.”}

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Note: When you can really “kick ass, take names, and not give ’em the time-of-day,” you don’t have to identify yourself. Take further note: Just look at life! …(Further still: Just look at collective thinking.)

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{…The ole man said to the kid, “The more you know, the less you say.” Kid: “But look at you.” Ole man: “I don’t have to.”}

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Men wouldn’t worry if life didn’t want them to worry; men wouldn’t be men if life didn’t want them to be men: …(Need I say more.)

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{…Ordinary men want all invitations to be specific and confirmed; a revolutionist mind doesn’t give a good-damn about such things. …(Over in the neighborhood one kid said, “When I grow up I want to be respectable,” and his ole man said, “You got no choice, bat-breath.” …[Upon witnessing this, several of the other adults standing nearby nodded their heads in agreement, while a few others committed suicide by immediately leaving town…(Yeah, don’t you wish it was that easy.)])}

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But it is!

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