Well, "Grand Ol' Discordja," it looks to me like we're all getting to be a bunch of pseudo-intellectual bullshit artists (some more bullshit than artist). Map this and meme that and what's the O:M flavor of the week, and it's all fun and games until somebody just wants fun and games. It's time to wonder again, kids. It's time to stop giving the answer in the form of a question. We're not on Jeopardy, We're in jeopardy. And it's time to ask ourselves not WHY we bother, but DO WE bother at all?
We're lacking something these days. We still flame each other like the Old Days (not that I was ever around to see them), so we know we have the will to fight. But I don't think we have anything to fight for. We're stagnating, like the coffee you let sit out all last week, and come Monday you don't have the energy to make a fresh pot.
Lately everybody's on about the Big Picture. What's the Biggest Big Picture? What color is its pubic hair? I don't know, and I find myself caring less and less every second. What the fuck do I really care about starving kids in Africa, or the oppression and slaughter of entire peoples (also in Africa, usually, but I'm not making generalizations). If I cared I'd send them my 73 cents a day and be done with it. Fuck the Big Picture and International Liberation and the March of Dimes. I need the SMALL Picture to come into focus first.
What I want isn't the "a job well done is its own reward" bullshit they've been getting us to believe for a thousand years. And no, I'm not going to define who the fuck THEY are, because I if you don't deal with THEM, if you don't already have your own fucked-up inconsistent view of who THEY are, then fuck you, you don't get it, and I don't have time to wake you up.
What I want isn't two cars and a picket fucking fence. I don't want a dog wearing a sweater. I don't want a big-screen TV. I don't want a mortgage with a guaranteed lower-than-market-average interest rate. That might be the American Dream, but I don't have anything else in common with Americans so why would you expect me to share their incoherent, drunken, hazy idea of the Future?
What I want is to live where it's easy to gain security, but hard to gain weight. I want to ride in a fucking banana-powered hovercraft and work in a greenhouse on the Moon. I want a space-suit, a rocket-propelled lawnmower, and a radio-controlled refrigerator. Rosie the fucking Robot. Not radioactive microwave dinners that are too cold to eat but too hot to touch. Not greater fuel-efficiency that still manages to cost me half of my retirement fund every week. I want a government that thinks before it acts, or even better, a government that just thinks and never acts. I want free parking. Free camping. I want unisex leotards made out of that shiny shit we were all supposed to be wearing by now, if you listened to anyone in the 50's.
I want the future we were promised, not yet another boring season of this fucked up cosmic sit-com we call Real Life(tm), and definitely not all the crap that goes into making us believe that it's OKAY to call a day with 5 warrantless arrests better than a day with 5 suicide bombings.
I want to drive down the road and not have to hold back my psychic powers for fear of blasting everyone in my way off the planet. Psychic powers should be embraced, never postponed. And I don't mean YOU, Sylvia Browne. You're a picture of all that is wrong and fat with the world.
And, I want to fight in a Revolution. I good, old-fashioned, "Fuck the entire god-damned system, I'd rather live in a fucking cave, you assholes" revofuckinglution. And I don't care if we win. I don't even care if we get anybody's attention. Even a doomed insurrection is better than pretending to be somewhat intrigued by the idea of contemplating the Human Condition whilst spending every waking second contributing to the demise of the Human Race.
This is the best thing ever said on PD. Ever.
Quote from: SillyCybin on February 22, 2007, 05:32:29 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 22, 2007, 05:20:06 PM
This is the best thing ever said on PD.  Ever.
Look, you've already decided to tell me how I think. I believe we should take care of THAT issue, before you try putting words in my mouth, asshole.
lmfao
QuoteAnd I don't care if we win. I don't even care if we get anybody's attention. Even a doomed insurrection is better than pretending to be somewhat intrigued by the idea of contemplating the Human Condition whilst spending every waking second contributing to the demise of the Human Race.
that leads DIRECTLY to this 'pseudo-intellectual bullshit'
DIRECTLY DIRECTLY DIRECTLY DIRECTLY DIRECTLY
THE GRASS IS NOT GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE OF ANY FENCE
THERE IS NO FENCE ANYWHERE
when you see NOBODY in the world responding to the call to arms
WHAT OPTION DO YOU HAVE BUT TO TRY TO FIGURE OUT WHY??!
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'pseudo intellectual bullshit'
Motherfucking MITTENS.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: Mittenz.
:mittens:
Quote from: LHX on February 22, 2007, 07:10:58 PM
lmfao
QuoteAnd I don't care if we win. I don't even care if we get anybody's attention. Even a doomed insurrection is better than pretending to be somewhat intrigued by the idea of contemplating the Human Condition whilst spending every waking second contributing to the demise of the Human Race.
that leads DIRECTLY to this 'pseudo-intellectual bullshit'
DIRECTLY DIRECTLY DIRECTLY DIRECTLY DIRECTLY
THE GRASS IS NOT GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE OF ANY FENCE
THERE IS NO FENCE ANYWHERE
when you see NOBODY in the world responding to the call to arms
WHAT OPTION DO YOU HAVE BUT TO TRY TO FIGURE OUT WHY??!
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'pseudo intellectual bullshit'
you know, the more i ponder that, the less time i have to start the boat a-rockin.
revolutions are like fires. you don't burn down a forest by telling the leaves how hot the Sun is.
not that i advocate another tired revolution, really.
its fun getting all riled up
but lets consult our memory banks and remember how the discussion developed
PD06 led to a series of rip-roaring rants
led to BIP
led to a discussion of martyrdom
led to people getting blasted for trying to co-ordinate things
led to a question of why the fuck these misunderstandings took place
led to the 'pseudo intellectual bullshit'
i dont know about yall
but my boots are still laced up
no need to get all nostalgic and question if we still 'got the balls'
we passed that stage
i aint questioning anybodys ability to walk what they speak at this point
I like Vex's words. Perhaps they will become my words as well.
(Highest esteem possible)
Quote from: LHX on February 22, 2007, 10:02:45 PM
its fun getting all riled up
but lets consult our memory banks and remember how the discussion developed
PD06 led to a series of rip-roaring rants
led to BIP
led to a discussion of martyrdom
led to people getting blasted for trying to co-ordinate things
led to a question of why the fuck these misunderstandings took place
led to the 'pseudo intellectual bullshit'
i dont know about yall
but my boots are still laced up
no need to get all nostalgic and question if we still 'got the balls'
we passed that stage
i aint questioning anybodys ability to walk what they speak at this point
we've still got em of course. I think the whole nostalgia/questioning thing is inherent in this process.
To some degree it's good to make sure we haven't got too far off track, though it also can lead to distraction that can get us of track.
So, let's clean the blood off and keep stompin.
yeah just be prepared for the day when new Discordians flock to this site to talk about the BIP and everyone on the board is like "OMGBIPMyConsciousnessIsSoRevolutionaryLOL! Sorry newbs, we got bored of talking about the big picture. Now we talk about dada bullshit and post pictures of our silly hats"
but its okay because they get 50 posts to figure out which version of Discordia this is :fnord:
This is fucking swote.
Vex gets it. Hey, I may have a different vision of what I want (albeit similar), but I still feel the same way. Lets party like its 1779.
i (ahaha) posted this on myspace as a bulletin to see who would bite.
POSTED FOR LULZ:
Quote from: somebody on myspaceThe big picture is not hard to see it was painted for us along long time ago but people did not want to stare it in the face for fear they will realize the very things they love and enjoy will become their own downfall. Many human beings are selfish like yourself for instance you could care less about the slaughter of people and the starvation of people its not affecting you so why care. That means THEY have done their job successfully you are now a drone you have no feelings they have played the same recordings over and over of tragedy that you have become numb now that THEY have succeeded they are free to continue the demise and down fall of every one around them. Knowing you are to numb to care. And as for the others just keep feeding them the stupid American dream and the fact that its right around the corner and they wont care about anything either. The few who do stand up for humankind in an effort to save them will be shunned and killed because there are not enough of them to make a difference. If you want to fight a revolution shouldn,Äôt you have something your passionate about to fight for or is that where being a drone comes in handy you can fight either side and not care as long as you get to kill some people and say hey I was in that war. Or hell hopefully not live to say anything. I know you say this should have been a blog and you are absolutely right so next time before posting anything as a bulletin just because the blog thing isn,Äôt loading remember you can always type it out in word processor highlight it copy it paste it then post as a blog. Sincerely Holly
BUMPI wanted to write a new rant, but I got nothing. So I'm recycling this one.
For those of you just arriving to this thread, so you don't have to go back to page 1:
QuoteWell, "Grand Ol' Discordja," it looks to me like we're all getting to be a bunch of pseudo-intellectual bullshit artists (some more bullshit than artist). Map this and meme that and what's the O:M flavor of the week, and it's all fun and games until somebody just wants fun and games. It's time to wonder again, kids. It's time to stop giving the answer in the form of a question. We're not on Jeopardy, We're in jeopardy. And it's time to ask ourselves not WHY we bother, but DO WE bother at all?
We're lacking something these days. We still flame each other like the Old Days (not that I was ever around to see them), so we know we have the will to fight. But I don't think we have anything to fight for. We're stagnating, like the coffee you let sit out all last week, and come Monday you don't have the energy to make a fresh pot.
Lately everybody's on about the Big Picture. What's the Biggest Big Picture? What color is its pubic hair? I don't know, and I find myself caring less and less every second. What the fuck do I really care about starving kids in Africa, or the oppression and slaughter of entire peoples (also in Africa, usually, but I'm not making generalizations). If I cared I'd send them my 73 cents a day and be done with it. Fuck the Big Picture and International Liberation and the March of Dimes. I need the SMALL Picture to come into focus first.
What I want isn't the "a job well done is its own reward" bullshit they've been getting us to believe for a thousand years. And no, I'm not going to define who the fuck THEY are, because I if you don't deal with THEM, if you don't already have your own fucked-up inconsistent view of who THEY are, then fuck you, you don't get it, and I don't have time to wake you up.
What I want isn't two cars and a picket fucking fence. I don't want a dog wearing a sweater. I don't want a big-screen TV. I don't want a mortgage with a guaranteed lower-than-market-average interest rate. That might be the American Dream, but I don't have anything else in common with Americans so why would you expect me to share their incoherent, drunken, hazy idea of the Future?
What I want is to live where it's easy to gain security, but hard to gain weight. I want to ride in a fucking banana-powered hovercraft and work in a greenhouse on the Moon. I want a space-suit, a rocket-propelled lawnmower, and a radio-controlled refrigerator. Rosie the fucking Robot. Not radioactive microwave dinners that are too cold to eat but too hot to touch. Not greater fuel-efficiency that still manages to cost me half of my retirement fund every week. I want a government that thinks before it acts, or even better, a government that just thinks and never acts. I want free parking. Free camping. I want unisex leotards made out of that shiny shit we were all supposed to be wearing by now, if you listened to anyone in the 50's.
I want the future we were promised, not yet another boring season of this fucked up cosmic sit-com we call Real Life(tm), and definitely not all the crap that goes into making us believe that it's OKAY to call a day with 5 warrantless arrests better than a day with 5 suicide bombings.
I want to drive down the road and not have to hold back my psychic powers for fear of blasting everyone in my way off the planet. Psychic powers should be embraced, never postponed. And I don't mean YOU, Sylvia Browne. You're a picture of all that is wrong and fat with the world.
And, I want to fight in a Revolution. I good, old-fashioned, "Fuck the entire god-damned system, I'd rather live in a fucking cave, you assholes" revofuckinglution. And I don't care if we win. I don't even care if we get anybody's attention. Even a doomed insurrection is better than pretending to be somewhat intrigued by the idea of contemplating the Human Condition whilst spending every waking second contributing to the demise of the Human Race.
Still relevant and mittens-worthy. :mittens:
Yep. :mittens:
since I am unable to write anything new maybe I will start foraging for old shit, compile it into bible format with chapter and verse, print it from some online book publisher and leave it laying around where people can find it.
Quote from: v3x on June 22, 2012, 05:25:10 AM
since I am unable to write anything new maybe I will start foraging for old shit, compile it into bible format with chapter and verse, print it from some online book publisher and leave it laying around where people can find it.
Please do, but compile it also on the BIP Wiki, because it's the only place where we've been keeping bits and pieces of various assortedd good bits.
And btw, reading some of the responses on pg1 is also quite enlightementing
Epic fucking rant.
Quote from: v3x on June 22, 2012, 05:25:10 AM
since I am unable to write anything new maybe I will start foraging for old shit, compile it into bible format with chapter and verse, print it from some online book publisher and leave it laying around where people can find it.
Do it, you fuck.