Jan Cox Talk 1059

Info Is the Lifeblood of Institutions

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#1059 Dec 7, 1992 – 1:00 
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :32. There is no Secondary Level World w/o speech. Info is the lifeblood of institutions. The crudest, most primitive description, limning, is one that takes sides.


The News

Handing over his head at the front desk of local reality’s
library the man said: “I believe this is over-due.”

***

Then Kyroot offered this, “Almost Free — Mental Health
Tip”: You can’t go absolutely nuts unless you’re serious. (As
partial payment Kyroot asked why you’d never thought of this).

***

Only those who don’t know can lie. …and Kyroot added:
You might care to take this and then ponder on ordinary man’s
historic, near hysterical admonishments against lying.

***

As he lay by the fire snoozing, a man dreamed that his dog
said: “Real art needs no explanation.” And the man replied:
“But I never seen such.” And the dog said: “Then that explains
that.”

…..and a viewer punched his son on the shoulder and said:
“Don’t ever fall into metaphysical discussions with animals.”

***

The sewers of one city told some of the people — (Hell!,
many of the people): “Acting like you’re sick can be the height
of efficiency.” …(You might personally care to note that this
urban monolith did not go on to define its use of the word,
“efficiency.”)

***

And this important data from the night depository of the
Kyroot Eagle & Trust Bank: Why do men claim they’re trying to
live according to some plan? The facts: It is impossible to
live according to some plan, which is why men say that they’re
trying to live according to some plan.

***

A fellow over near the asphalt mine (who said had the odds
been with him, could have been an official “ole sorehead”) said:
“The way most men seem to use words is as an excuse for not
thinking.” …(He confesses that right there, literally “on the
surface” it seems impossibly improbable, yet none the less —
there it is, cupcakes.)

***

…and Kyroot notes: Although they don’t publish it in
rebel medical texts (since they don’t publish any texts): Realù
morality is in disease — that is, it is physical, not
theoretical. Many of those slightly ill responded: “We don’t
like it.” And Kyroot asked for all of those not at least
slightly ill to raise their hands — and none went up.

***

When they wouldn’t serve him a drink on “extended credit,”
the man walked toward the door, but mentioned to them in leaving:
“Man is like the blueprints to a tall majestic building which
have been folded, unfolded, and refolded many times, and which
are carried in the back sweaty pocket of a real-l-l big fat guy
who sits down a lot.”

***

A bunch of men with pens and attitudes gang wroteù this
letter to The Advice Doctor: “We — we say, we don’t like humor
that is not hostile! We — that’s right, we don’t even find it
funny!” Signed, “We.”

…..by the by: Miss Etiquette says that although she’d thus
far refrained from mentioning it, she has, over the last several
months, received numerous letters asking “Why” some people find
rebel ideas humorous and some don’t.

***

The quasi-official church of this one city, each week, on
the designated day of its religious observance, select who, among
its many priests, will deliver the message, on the basis of who
“feels the worst” that day.

***

Now for today’s, “Weird & Spooky News,” (for you weird &
spooky fans): There is a certain stuff — substance, that if
you pick at it, or moosh it around, it makes more of it. …(And
for his own sport, Kyroot wondered how many people can figure out
what it is.)

***

During summer vacation one rebel school kid drew up his own
history of man’s progress thus far: He went from being hungry,
to worrying about being overweight, and then on to trying to see
food as a metaphor for “something-or-other.” …(He says if you
want to stay tuned, he’ll continue to update it.) * History
writes itselfù in the mind of man — thus the horizon can never
extend out of sight.

***

Due to the many requests of his family and fellow workers,
this one man agreed to quit playing with words. (Off to the side
he further muttered that they were getting so old that it wasn’t
fun any more to get ’em to pull down their drawers anyway.)

***

…and just for the sake of continuing, light-hearted fun-o-
rama, Kyroot gave another one (you know — another definition of
“you know”…[you know — “the revolution”]): De Revolution:
The closest thing yet to a safe, 3-D drug. …(That private
noise you hear is of course, just Kyroot laughing under his
breath again at the word, “safe.”)

***

…oh, and oh-yeah: A man wanted to ask Kyroot: “Is
‘hangin’ out with the revolution’ any thing like leaping from a
cell bed with a sheet tied around your neck?…”

***

And Kyroot noted an item omitted as the compilers too long
loitered near the woods: Instead of establishing an orchestra
with instruments which could authentically recreate music of the
past, this one man decided just to intellectually replay ole
ideas on his own “period-piece” brain.

***

As you lay wounded (or at least, faux so) on the literary
battlefield, Kyroot carefully crawled up to you and in lieu of
water, or morphine, offered you these words: Pithy proverbs are
to extensive essays as machine gun fire is to cannon blasts. And
all across that smoky landscape could be heard the moans of men
saying: “Ohhh — dear god, let me live just another five words
— I mean, minutes. Ohhhhh.”

***

The crude telling of something is one that takes sides.

***

…okay (added Kyroot): In an attempt to finally quell
certain disturbances, the Mayor Of The City officially proclaimed:
“A verbose man is a happy man.”

***

In their many discussions regarding the twin, primary and
secondary worlds of man’s habitation, one day the ole man said to
the kid: “With enough experience and thinking the day can come
when you can ask yourself: ‘Would I prefer to meet a man who
knows the secret of life, or one who knows how to cure cold sores
and lower back pain?'” A city park philosopher called for the
crowd’s attention and delivered unto them these words: “The
timetable of a man’s life runs thusly: At twenty he asks for a
priest; at forty he seeks a wise man, and at sixty he looks for a
teenage nymphomaniac.” And a gentleman standing up front raised
a finger for a point of order: “I say, don’t you have that
scenario backwards?” And the speaker leaned down close to him
and whispered: “Maybe!, but who wants to hear the same ole thing
over and over again, especially when it may be the more reliable
version!” –(Okay gang –Park Closed.)

***

As he drifted down a lazy afternoon canal, a man pondered:
“Can a person with rhythm still get pregnant? And would a decent
sort sleep with himself to begin with?” Heretofore, unknown
historical footpowder — note: The legal and moral concept of
“incest” was derived from the despicable manner in which the
human intellect learned how to feed itself. This was: A
hereafter, unknown historical footprint.

***

A man and his brother were walking through the woods and the
brother said: “With every breath, a man drives another nail into
his coffin.” And the man replied: “Quite so, but since while
alive, a man wears two suits, he also has twin biers a’waiting.”
And he asked his brother: “Can you then perceive what it is that
moment-to-moment a man does that assists in the construction of
the second receptacle?”

***

…and Kyroot quizzed: Question: How can you judge the
degree to which something is secondary? Answer: By how much it
talks about itself.

***

And another of, “Kyroot’s Wind-Swept Definitions”: Sanity:
The first piece of buoyant debris an individual spots upon
suddenly being born into the chaotic ship-wreck known as life.
…(A hoy — Ya’ll)

***

…and Kyroot asked our equestrian question for the day:
What mount, with even greater passion and ferocity, will a man
drive than a non-existent one? (And on your own behalf,
responded): An empty one.

***

And from the drains & ditches of Kyroot, a Fairy Tale of
the, “It Could Have Actually Happened” variety: While hangin’
around trying to figure out “exactly how to do it,” one man about
figured out how to do it. A viewer writes: “I would like to
reconfirm a recent news item you relayed concerning the God Of
Wisdom in one locale shooting Old Age because of the latter
‘taking too much of the credit’; I just want to know if Old Age
continues to be dead and shot in this regard?”

***

As he headed for the door-of-day-break, the kid was stopped
by his mama who told him: “I didn’t have time to burn any
oatmeal for you this morning, so instead I’m giving you this:
‘Serious people are dangerous people’.” And the lad thought for
a moment and said: “But everyone I know outside our house is
serious!” And she replied: “See! — a boy should listen to his
mother.”

***

…and Kyroot took note of: Two minds in a verbal fox trot:
“All living systems are self-fueling.” “Would that include
consciousness?” “Let’s momentarily assume that it does — then
consider our conversation thus far as applicable thereto.”

***

…and from Kyroot: Off-camera, off-the-record, “Rebel’s
Insider’s Pith Of The Evening”: Life has a hole in it.

***

A man writes to The Allegory Adviser: “If Turkey is
inseparably connected to Greece then what’s the use in even
trying?!” and The Adviser notes: “Both, ‘connected,’ and,
‘inseparably’ are most confining concepts.”

***

Another legend from, “Kyroot’s Green Book; Second Series,”
Book Five: Long ago and far away, the intellectual/spiritual
official of this one land would, as he delivered to the people
each week, his message of admonitions, exhortations and bombast,
use, without making note, examples from his own life; but once
(courtesy of Kyroot) they became aware of this, they were so
indignant and outraged that to rectify (if not “get even,” and
“feel better”) the situation, they caused this condition to
become the norm in all of everyone else’s realities. Author’s
Footnote: The really neat thing about “legends” is that they
always seem to have happened to somebody else.

***

A man at the front table in the library’s main reading room,
turned from his book, and caught sight of some dust in the
sunlight and thought: “The road to mysticism seems always to
start in men with attempted martyrdom.” He rubbed his eyes
lightly: “I wonder how this might be connected to intelligence’s
urge to expand?…”

***

…and injecting, for the sake of the alert, Kyroot gave an
expanded edition of one recently done: The explanations of life
all have a hole in them.

***

The Direct Man stopped by to say: “Once man conceded that
a word can have more than one meaning — it was all down-hill 
from there.” And Mr. Mental Health & Kindness took time out of
his schedule to add his pertinent part: “Lest, from the above
comment, any one feel ephemerally depressed, momentarily
depressed, uncertain, or otherwise with the red-ass, let me
remind and reassure you that most — most civilized and
sophisticated women and men enjoy going ‘down-hill’.”

…..Allegorical Justice Ala Carte: The blind are born with
acute hearing; the short with enlarged egos, and the dense with
the power to believe.

***

…and Kyroot noted: When it got dark, one guy just plain
couldn’t see.

***

And this letter into the A.D.: “Dear Advice Doctor: What
is the distinction between being a fully-trained, recognized
expert in some specific field, and being a pea-brain?” (And the
Doctor says that he’s not going to answer that one…least wise
not under his real name.)

***

…and Kyroot “Kyrooted” (as so often is his want): As he
waited for the water to boil, one man thought: “Funny — but you
can get life to let you look up her skirt once, but then not
again, if you mention it to anyone.” (“Yeah — ‘Funny’,” added
his partner, “‘funny’ as in: ‘Watch-the-hot-molecules-dance’.”)

***

Secret Explorer’s Fact: Many who become lost on the journey
adopt, “being lost” as a meaningful metaphor. And Kyroot noted
further: Anyone who doesn’t recognize the natural intellectual
superiority of life has either: Never noticed life; never
noticed man, or never noticed much of any thing.

***

Someone contacted the station here for advice: They said a
broker called them and asked if they’d like to move next door to
a revolutionist, and they want to know what they should do.

***

As they sat by the tv, playing with a can of lighter fluid
and matches, one kid said to another: “Know why people laugh so
hard at stories about men in costumes?” “Why?”, asked his bud. 
“Cause the dumb and frightened always try to act seriously.”
“Sounds good to me,” said his pal, making a striking motion.

***

On this planet, the “make believe” games of childhood are
not mere play, but rather practice for life in the secondary
world.

***

A viewer writes: “I object to your attacks on fiction;
after all: It is no less than the mind of man attempting to make
some sense of the non-sense…the chaos…the mystery that is
life…and failing.”

***

And Kyroot presented (perhaps, “exposed” is a better word)
another one of his, “Totally Scientific, Though Invented,
Archaeological Facts”: The “Original” (though now long-lost and
forgotten) Instruction Book that came with man noted that: “An
individually expanded mind is the proper replacement for all
institutions and beliefs.” The Royal Philosopher nudged the king
and said: “In case you’re interested, that’s why it’s always
safer and much more enjoyable to attack another political kingdom
that it is a spiritual one.” Query Of Court: If the ship of
state were going down, who would a sharp ruler toss overboard
first: His Priest, or Jester? …(If you can answer this —
there is no “prize” — the answer is the reward.)

***

A Kyrootian social tip for those going back in the ballroom:
A man with problems will give you problems. (And Kyroot noted:
While everyone all ready knows this, nobody really likes to think
about it too much…what with the shortage of dance partners, and
all…)

***

“Dear Miss Etiquette: Why are there so many popular books
regarding how to be your own best friend?”

***

Then for the benefit of the “advanced” (or is that,
“pushy?”, but-how-can-you-tell-the-difference) troopers, K.
dished out The Advanced (or it that, “The Pushy”) version of a
just passed Kyroot: Institutions with problems will give you
problems. (Parenthetical Fact: All institutions have problems.)

***

“Dear Advice Doctor: Can a single-circuit creature be its
own best friend?”

***

…and Kyroot noted: One guy’s latest take on a certain
matter (states he): The supreme perversion: Nostalgia.
…(Thanks, guy.)

***

Another advantage to sticking with the neural herd is that
it is harder for you to be singled out as an idiot. And a
pertinent, parallel inquiry: “Dear Miss Etiquette: Do cows have
a word for idiot?” “Yes,” answers she, “moo.” And this seemed
to cause a man to write to the Advice Doctor: “Does man have a
word for idiot?” “Yes,” replies the Doctor, “and it begins with
the same letter as the cows’ word.”

***

During the, “Last Days Of Summer City Picnic,” the mayor got
up on stage and led the citizens in a quiz game: “What is it
that actually holds civilization together?” And people began to
shout out such answers as: “Commerce,” “Cement,” “Morality,” and
many others, while all the while his honor shook his head, “no,”
then finally raised his hands for quiet and gave them the correct
answer: “Seriousness.”

***

And a Kyrootian “camp follower” sent up this verbal picture:
The revolution: The most fun you can have with your head still
on.

***

Then Kyroot (dressed in a large okra costume) said: Simple
men have simple solutions — (which unwittingly are actually
appropriate to the types of problems they in truth have.) And
the Corn Lobby whispered: “Come here, my little one; the destiny
of infinite succotash calls.”

***

A kid asked the ole man: “How come gophers believe they can
ever know anything about life outside a hole?” And the elder
replied: “They don’t! — that’s why they’re gophers and not
men.”

***

A viewer writes: “Would you repeat the recent Kyroot that
said: ‘Sex is to romance as talk is to friendship’? P.S.: It
is really nice that you will allow viewers to make such requests.
Yours,” etc.

***

…and also: A man with a pea-brain writes: “How can you
tell is you have a pea-brain?” …(and Kyroot stepped in: “Aw,
nobody really wrote such a letter — I just said that to see how
you’d react.”)

***

Our, “Joke Graffiti” for the day (this one was reputedly
discovered on the wall of an old city building that had been
demolished many years ago): “An insincere man is a happy man.”ù
And being as urbanly concerned a citizen as we all know him to
be, Kyroot felt obliged to step in and add the more expansive,
“rebel’s spin” to this, and said: The secretly insincere man
knows how to properly treat the secondary world.

***

…and come to think of it (said Kyroot), as regards the
subject of that letter I mentioned, two pages back, another
viewer also wrote as follows: “If talk is to friendship as sex
is to love, then would you say that it is double so between
rebels?!”

***

While sailors see metaphors, in tales about buses; they find
precious little so, in yarns of the sea.

***

…and more, courtesy-of-Kyroot: Another exciting excerpt
from that missing tome: “The Lost Continent Of The Rebel’s
Theological Handbook”: When he dies, a bad — naughty 
revolutionist goes to a place where everyone takes him seriously.

***

A man wrote the following one sentence inquiry to The Advice
Doctor (then upon more reflection, sent along a copy of same to
Miss Etiquette; and even after more thought, mailed a copy to Mr.
City, Captain Irony, Kyroot and himself), it asked: “Is there
any significance in anything you say?” …(Everybody except one
person in that group didn’t answer him.) In a certain land of
make-believe, a viewer mused: “In watching your show, at the
times it really sets me off to thinking about the nature of
thinking, it some times also makes me just momentarily grasp at
the fleeting connections, and glaring distinctions between rape
and vaseline.” * Moral: A man’s mind is a terrible thing to
fuck with!…unless it’s a willing — nay!, anxious,
participant. *

***

As he sat under the cool shadow of a rebel’s thought
patterns, a man reflected: “Even if I take the ‘worst-case-
scenerio’ approach, and assume that human existence is just some
kind of joke, I’m still stuck with the heartening fact that I am
able to refer to it as a joke.” …(He wanted to laugh — but
was afraid it’d kill him.) A viewer says: “I don’t know which I
dislike the most: Your Kyroots that start off serious then end
up otherwise, or the ones that go the other way around.” …(The
viewer wanted to laugh, but was afraid it might kill him…or
worse!)

***

One rebellious ole man sat and spoke to the kid: “I think
by now that you do realize the costly folly of being critical of
ordinary men, and their activities?”, (and the kid nodded, and
the ole man continued) “Well rather than just trying not to be,
consider this approach: Just assume that behind their serious
faces they’re all grinning, and totally insincere in what
they’re doing. Not only is this not incorrect — but it works —
which solidifies its validity.” (Some times the kid was so happy
to be the kid and to know the ole man, and to be the beneficiary
of such verbal energy that he’d damn near split his mental
britches in delight.)

***

…from Kyroot: Fact: He who starts the race can call the
winner. Fact: No one wants to start their own race. Caft
(“fact” turned backwards and sideways): No one that is, but a
revolutionist — (Ya’ll).

***