Jan Cox Talk 0974

Monday’s Definition of Reality: “My Word Against Theirs”

PREV – NEXT

Audio = Stream from the bar; download from the dots ( news only)

Part 2 – wherein Jan Comments on selected News Items

05/20/1992
Summary = None
Condensed News Items = See below
News Item Gallery = jcap 92055 -0974
Transcript = None
Key Words =


The News

The less you know the more you must posture. …(File this under “Proper City Grooming.”)

***

Only the stupid have superiors.

***

When life dictates a message it doesn’t have to tell man, “Do it in duplicate.”

***

…then Kyroot noted: And one reality asked of its brood: “Of what shall we dream today? Of superhuman strength? Or superhuman intelligence?”

***

Then Kyroot offered this, “The Hobbyist’s Single Rule”: Don’t keep ugly stuff.

***

When a man feels sorry for himself he has no self.

***

You don’t have to be a hermit to hide from debt.

***

The secondary comes in waves — the primary like the continuous rumble of thunder.

***

If you lack the nerve you lack the means.

***

It is astounding how different life can be from how people take it to be.

***

The head of one neural family gave his trailings these directions: “The easiest — the best way to deal with the ordinary world of man is to privately eradicate from your own thinking any distinction between the ‘sincere,’ and the otherwise.”

***

For your notebooks, another operational definition: “Civilization: The cutting-edge of the ordinary.”

***

…then Kyroot offered up this Rule Of Thumb for those ambidextrously non-impaired: “The more ordinary you are the more you want to talk.” …(Then suddenly half of all the ordinary who heard this said, “Not so.” And the other half said, “Knew that already.” …[“But wait up!” adds a correspondent, “what is being sane, rational, and progressive but wanting to comment on life.” — (Guess he’s got us there, folks.)])

***

The inter-nexus balance of trade is such that the “desire for change” has resulted in the inventions of god, vodka, slasher-movies, barbiturates, and political parties, (just to name a few).

***

More Conversational Excerpts: “Only the uncertain requires clarification.” “Jeeze! What could be more obvious than THAT!” “You think so, huh!”

***

After several hours in the sun one man concluded, “Those who don’t have even the least idea what’s going on generally want to blame our ancestors.”

***

An ordinary king must plunder the people — what else CAN he do.

***

The Whisper Man wants you to have this notion from him today: “The really great thing about talk is that it doesn’t prove anything.”

***

In all manners the revolutionist could be thought of as the “Ultimate Free-Lancer.”

***

Once in a mortal fairy tale a brilliant scientist sat and pondered: “Why is it that we — the zenith of biological evolution — are the only creatures whose own hormones make us doubt our own worth?” …(Hey!, I said it was just a fairy tale.)

***

In commemoration of Dr. Ditmus I offer you this special Ditmus Test: If you have personal feelings and opinions of ordinary matters — you’re ordinary. …(And a gentleman inquires: “Are there no exceptions to this?” My good sir, congratulations — you are double ordinary!)

***

Then there was this other mother & father who went ahead to their kid and said: “To ‘be in love’ you have to pretend you don’t know what’s actually going on.”

***

Early on in man’s secondary stage, life announced, “Okay, everyone who doesn’t know ‘what-to-think’ gather over there in a bunch.” (Damn near everybody got and stayed in a bunch.)

…..You can “think without doing,” and “do without thinking,” but the ordinary can not ride the bus by themselves.

***

And from our viewing audience (and other unspecified neural ares) comes this note: “Dear Kyroot: Have you noticed that some of the things you say take a long time, and some of them a shorter time? Have you ever noticed this?”

***

Monday’s definition of reality: “My word against their’s.”

***

Based upon his own personal neural explorations, this one man named his right frontal lobe, “Reason & Creativity,” and his left one, “Decision & Aggression.” (Since early this spring he, however, renamed the left simply, “Mother.”)

***

Then Kyroot offered this little “Insider’s Ad Hoc Tip”: If you can’t seem to do the new — over do the old.

…..During the better part of one year one guy’s private guiding principle was: “If the music slows down — nail your own foot to the floor.”

***

Just as informative-fun, you could take a quick glimpse of man’s secondary world of civilization as, “Paying for the privilege to congregate.”

***

Royal Update: Everyone’s personality is a pretender to the throne.

***

Someone sends along this question: “Could this ‘revolutionist thinking’ you talk about be considered more like a new adjective than a noun? — (if you get my drift).”

***

The Advice Doctor received this letter signed, “No Longer A Kid” which said: “Dear Doctor: How can an old brain have new ideas?” Well Dear Sir: Don’t come around here looking for sympathy now! — After all, what’d you do with your mind when it was young!

***

And one man observes: “Statistics are bullets a government uses on its own people.”

***

As they waited their turn, one old man told the kid, “Whenever something’s just about to make you mad you should immediately say, ‘Wow! I sure hope I pass today’s test’.”

***

…then Kyroot noted the “Trick Of The Day”: One man kept his blandness well hidden under a dull patina of external lackluster.

***

A god whose bark, in retrospect, appears worse than his bite is truly a god fit for dogs, humans, and other domesticated animals. …(And a pipe fitter from New South Wales asks: “Is being civilized anything like being domesticated?” You tell me, sir: Is having personalized stationery anything like having twenty-nine less dollars in your pocket?)

***

Then we have this other inquiry from a follower of these proceedings: “Hello: I am an intelligent person, and if life is not going to hell then why do I think it is?!!” …(Can you imagine anyone ever wanting to write me, but then consulting their own hormones instead?!)

***

The Masked Tag Team Debaters From Muscle Beach concluded their performance with these words: “There is either no such thing as fiction, or no such thing as non-fiction.” …(One of the fans waiting backstage for an autograph mused, “That’s what I love about living on this great planet of ours — you’ve always got your choice.”)

***

A semi-sharp lad strolled along the mountain’s edge and pondered, “Why does so readily cynicism pass for insight?”
…(As he continued to walk he further began to consider the possibility that everyday, common life had more to teach than it seemed immediately inclined to admit.)

***

A gentleman inquires: “Is the neural revolution anything like ‘waste removal’?”

***

While the nature and needs of the primary world have always been beyond the grasp of any profitable “pro-ing,” or “con-ing,” the secondary realm of facts has now reached a level whereat it is both unassailable and indefensible.

***

Heads up! — Surprise Symbolism test for the day: Those with backaches are often forced to ride the bus. …(Heads up!, y’all.)

***

Suddenly! — in the middle of the night, one city woke up and thought, “The skeptical shouldn’t help build airplanes.”

***

When Research & Development is controlled by the demands of the marketplace, the factory may survive, even prosper, but it’ll never turn nasty & keen. …(After they’d read this chapter the kid asked the ole man, “Is there something interesting to note about letting your mind be totally controlled by your hormones?” And the elder chuckled and replied, [though why a chuckle was necessary is unclear], “Well my boy, what IS a revolution if it’s not a rebellion against everything you’ve got!”

***

A man who has recently been following some of this now wonders: “Would it be of benefit to think in terms of actions rather than actors?”

***

A woman wants to know: “If I called the past by some other name would it still be the same?”

***

To be “civilized” is to wipe the bear doo off your shoes before entering the city. To be a city leader is to make others concerned about such untidy natural phenomena.

***

A chap with a large overcoat says he now often sees the secondary world as being “A Dance With Consumers & Salesmen.”

***

A real revolutionist would never let on that he might know the actual dimensions of the closet.

***

“Remember,” declared one man, “it is genetic shortcomings that produced the polar regions, so why shiver more than you have to!”

***

One day this petty king thought, “Thinking that can analyze itself is dangerous,” and told his Prime Minister to see that no one did it.

***

When it came time for the three Brother Brothers to speak the first one stood and said, “I agree with what the previous speaker said,” then sat back down. The second Brother then arose and declared, “I agree with what all of today’s speakers have said,” then took his seat. The third Brother Brother then assumed the verbal position and stated: “I agree with what everyone who ever lived has said.”

***

In one sense the very “life force” of man’s secondary world is IN its uncertainty. …(Not many wolves or mathematicians care to spend much time on this.)

***

In private to himself one rebel noted, “I’ve got to look out for ‘Ole Number One’ — and then ‘Ole Number Two,’ and then Number Three, (although not necessarily in that order).”

***

With every lube job and oil change this one city business is handing out to its customers this free note: “The original bureaucracy was man’s mind, followed by religion, then after that — all hell broke loose.”

***

The Life Company’s main agents in the field are men’s minds.

***

One mother’s advice to her kids, “It’s not nice to talk to your hormones if they don’t want to talk to you.”

***

Although the original job description doesn’t mention it, if you are in the full time employ of the secondary world, you can pretty much count on being upset a lot.

***

Counsel advised some of its clients: “The best way to hide stupidity is to seek a name change — ITS, not your’s.”

***

Ballroom Etiquette: Not only should you never request them to “Play your song,” but if they ever begin to, you should leave.

***

…then Prof. K. made additional note of the “Continued Unfairness”: While acts are just what they are, facts can be made up to be most anything.

***

…and Kyroot noted: A certain rebel warrior said, “I have no particular preference as to my way of death; all I ask is that I not go out with a serious look on my face.”

***

One man became his own highway signs, (but he said that was nothing compared to the original effort to become his own highway).

***

And another voice inquires: “In the secondary world just what IS impossible?”

***

In one rebel camp the Sergeant Of The Day told some of the younger troops: “One way to handle stupidity is to make it believe it’s terminally ill.” …(Related — kinda — note: It is only in civilian armies that having a personal brain tumor will get you out of K.P.)

***

A correspondent writes to say that he’s going to try and extract all “apologetics” from his speech…………(I wonder if we’ll ever hear from him again.)

***

Now for another dip into the correspondence bag of the Advice Doctor: “Dear Doctor: Is the attempt of the revolution and doing it actually the same thing?” Dear Sir: This is possible — If the attempt is of a particular kind. “Dear Doctor: I’m afraid to ask the next obvious question.”

***

Two blocks from the bakery a man said, “Say, come on: The very best conspiracy would be one so plain and obvious that no one ever noticed it.”

***

The revolutionist always expects something for nothing; and makes up for it by also expecting nothing for something.

***

One man was turned from the life of a hermit by his father’s admonition, “Don’t hang out with the dumb!”

***

Those who initially suspected how life might actually be arranged, but who never got around to a revolutionary understanding thereof, often become “Mr. and Mrs. Super-Compassionate.”

***

One guy kept notes; then he quit keeping notes; then he forgot why he first kept them; then he forgot whether he was still trying to keep them or not, and after that — god only knows where it’ll all lead.

***

That which is open-ended lives.

***

And as is permitted in this universe, the day came when he traded in his revolutionist tendencies for a modest pension, some oatmeal, and hormones that wouldn’t bother him any more.
…(Congratulations sir — you have just flown off the Kyrootian radar screen.)

***

Man’s civilized, secondary world can be like a de-sensitizing condom pulled over the ole primary one.

***

As he watched the clouds obscenely pass, one man sat and pondered: “In a revolutionist sense is ‘cost-efficiency’ anything like a ‘bad memory’?”

***

Among this race of real frisky people one guy, in reference to their god said, “To know him is to love him.” And when asked about those who didn’t know him replied, “Those who don’t know him don’t WANNA know him! — (trust me on this).”

***

Then, instead of finger sandwiches, Kyroot served up this tidbit: “A man who will admit nothing is already a step ahead.”
…(And a guest asked, “Yes, but isn’t the civilized world based on admissions?” And in a non-insulting manner Kyroot managed to not reply.)

***

Only the revolutionist can run his engine on irrelevant fuel.

***

Then right in the middle of things this one man stood and declared, “If simply pretending you know what you’re doing actually counted for anything — we’d all be human! — (for chrissake!)”

***

Thoughts are like birds in that they too like to be asked, “Are you from around here?”

***

While visiting the shoe museum one ole man told the kid, “Just as with dust, you don’t remove stupidity — you just move it around.” …(Just then a guide announced, “The history of the tasseled loafer is a metaphor for the evolution of man…”, and they decided to leave.)

***

A revolution with no lands to conquer is a REAL revolution.
…and Kyroot repeated for additional purposes: A revolution with no lands to conquer is a REAL revolution. …(And an alert listener thinks, “So that’s why the damn thing’s so hard to spot!”)

***

And a viewer writes the show: “Let me get this just right: If life itself is alive, then it would know everything that I want to know. And if this is so, then why am I wasting my time with you?!”

***

The first morning speaker in the park today had this to say, “There is a grand, all encompassing Principle that rules the affairs of man but no one knows what it is.”

***

In city realms it is good for the king to remain vain even into — Nay, especially into, his later years. …(And an interested party says: “I know I’ve raised this matter before, but I still feel often confused, and suspect you sometimes use the king as a symbol for man’s intellect, while at others he seems to just represent the obvious edge of our everyday, physical persona.” …[Does a man who’s right have to be told he is?!])

***

Over in this other reality, as things have naturally progressed, the creatures’ concept of an after-life-punishment is gradually shifting from one of eternal physical torture to one of being perpetually embarrassed.

***

One man now considers: “I begin to suspect a place of the ‘trans-finite’ — new and uncharted, not necessarily finite or otherwise, but more like a neural edge between dimensions.”

***

Then Kyroot tore open this new box of, “Neurological, Zoological Surprise-I-Got-Cha”: When squirrels live among rats they better carry I.D.’s.

***

A revolutionist is the only one who can humiliate himself… and “Boy!” can he ever do a job of it!

***

One reality’s private advice to some of its favorite creatures: “If you lose it — forget it. If you don’t lose it — forget it.”

***

One man accidentally fell into a revolutionist landfill, and when he pulled himself out he discovered that the washing instruction label on his shirt now read, “Never be short of sweat.”

***

A young dog writes the Advice Doctor: “Dear Doctor: In what way would it be to my personal advantage to know and keep track of how many feet I have?”

***

Near a shaded area a person thought, “Another excellent thing about the revolution is that you can feel estranged from it, but never it from you.”

***

Someone else writes us: “Based on my own understandings of things you’ve said I begin to suspect that a man could do almost anything and get by with it as long as he wasn’t serious about it. My question now is: How can you get word to your hormones that you’re not being serious?” Signed, “Extremely Interested.”

***

(Instead of just coming right out and telling you directly, I’m going to say that some ole man somewhere told the kid this): “There’re two ways you can go at it: Either pretend you’re special, or be a revolutionist.”

***

As they gazed across the field of life Mary may have reminded The Lamb, “There’s no way to get revenge on fungus.”

***

The first thought that the first man ever had was the beginning of the revolution.

…..and a viewer writes: “I am not going to write and ask you what will be the END of the revolution! …cause I’m afraid you might answer me! …and I’m afraid I might understand your answer! …and I’m afraid the answer might rhyme with my name!”
…(Kyrootian P.S.: This note could have really been neat if the correspondent, instead of the word “afraid,” had used one like, “expectant,” or “excited,” or “exhilarated.”)

***

Now for some more, “Logic For Those On A Fixed Income”: Success is universal — failure, local. There is no such place as “local”.

***

A kid suddenly asked the ole man, “What if the revolution is not actually much more than just the best thoughts man has ever had?” And the elder replied, “So?…”

***

Every time the approach seemed just right for a landing, this one rebel plane would fly away again.

***

And from yet another view: The revolutionist is the one who wonders what we’ll do after talk runs out.

***

Only the real revolutionist knows that there is no such thing. …(Ohhhhh, don’t get all upset — it’s not near as bad as it sounds.)

***

In the vicinity of the racetrack a man approached me and said, “Do you think that humans may make too much to-do over the fact that they are humans?!….”

***

And near a convenience store a chap said, “Ain’t life convenient.”