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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Mother, Mother Ocean
« on: April 26, 2016, 01:45:28 pm »
Join me on a 5-minute trip into the Twilight Zone. From the “High Weirdness”  file, I present to you

“Mother, Mother Ocean”

This news clip from 2007 documents the mind-warping tale of a cthulhu-esque sea monster which attacked a woman in Rhode Island. It is simultaneously a hoax and a clumsy cover-up by the alien creatures which control our world.

Here are my favorite moments:

0:30 - This otherwordly entity, disguised as a human named Sean Daly, isn’t put together too well. I don’t know what it really is, but its not a human. There’s something *off* about him and I can’t put my finger on it.

He leads into the article with the perfect Lovecraftian hook: “Imagine swimming *mindlessly* in the late afternoon sun.” Swimming mindlessly.

1:12 - This woman’s acting is better than anybody else in the video

2:02 - a brief closeup of the couple’s hands, interlocked. This is meant to show us the tattoo on the webbing between his thumb and index finger. You guys seeing this? What is it? A scorpion? I think it looks like one of Lovecraft’s “Old ones” -

2:10 - The woman’s fiance is identified as Dennis, even though at 1:59 she called him Danny. Anyway, Dennis describes how he pulled his fiance away from the monster. In this thick Rhode Island accent he goes “So I grabbed it by the ass, uh, ‘rear end’…” <3

2:22 - “Rachel, swim, don’t turn around no matter what you heah”.

2:41 - Dennis describes the monster as having a head 'like a basketball’ - second time that verbiage is used. Dennis punches that thing right in the face. What a bad ass.

3:20 - A mysterious twist. The monster was attracted to the extremely high quantity of *blood* in the water. A mysterious guy named Joey Malo said he bled nonstop for over an hour. When the cameras show him, he’s wearing a hat, turned to face away from the camera, his face obscured. We never find out why he was bleeding, but apparently there was so much blood he’s still cleaning it off 3 days later.

4:00 -  I love the hand motions Dennis is making to describe the creature’s movement.

4:15 - Dennis describes the existential horror he’s faced since the monster attack: “I been goin to bed with things grabbin me, wrappin around my neck, choking, fightin’ underground, everything” - I just want to highlight 'fighting underground’ cause it’s just such a weird phrase.

4:30 - Pod person disguised as a human Sean Daly comes back to the studio and assures us that reality is okay, nothing is wrong. Consume, obey. Scientists say it must have been a tropical fish! This has the veneer of some Man in Black coming on the news and saying “There’s no such thing as UFOs… that was just … swamp gas.”

4:37 - Sean’s non-sequitur closing line, “Mother, mother ocean.” He says it reverently, almost like a prayer.

What is he? What was this? What the fuck did I just watch? This whole episode is very unsettling. We are floating on the surface of the water above a vast abyss, ignorant of its depths.

The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: The Moustachpple
« on: April 19, 2016, 02:41:15 pm »
I love it with all of my body especially my upper lip.

aaahah I love the subversion of using Tweety to deliver that kind of message.

We need some media meta-commentary or deconstruction or something coming out of Maxine's mouth.

                                         Just as early industrial capitalism moved the focus of
                                         existence from being to having, post-industrial culture hasmoved that
                                         focus from having to appearing.


The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: The Magicians
« on: April 08, 2016, 06:40:50 pm »

We were watching some idiot or other planning to escape a deathtrap headed over Niagara Falls and she told me "look at how he's holding his hands when they put on the chains, he's already got them most of the way out and he's not even on the raft yet!" She showed me how to get out of handcuffs (the trick is making your wrists as big as possible when they're going on, if you were curious) and told me how she ruined the ring trick for an entire afternoon crowd because she was pissed at her partner that day.

Once you start to Look For The Strings, you can't just enjoy entertainment. After all, everything is fiction created by people and held together by the little things the audience isn't supposed to see. My uncle is a lighting guy, and he taught me all the silly little things you're not supposed to look at. I gobbled up everything I could find about foley artists as soon as I learned that was a thing, and started listening for their work everywhere. While the audience is listening, visuals sneak in sideways. When they're looking, the sounds are the strings holding the illusion together.

There are Strings in real life, too. Governments only work because we all agree they do, even our currency is a form of collective make believe. And sure, you could burn the whole stage down. You could kill all the Magicians and send everyone home, but it's better to be at the show. Just, once in a while, something on stage isn't going the way it should, and the people who Look For The Strings are the people who will see it first, and the people who are best suited to fixing the problem. The goal isn't, shouldn't be, to end it all. The goal should be to make the illusion work for everyone, not to victimize the assistants or traumatize the audience. And yes, the metaphor is getting stretched beyond recognition at this point, but the show must go on.

I like the way you put things.

I think this is part of what "learning to see the fnords" is about.

In Illuminatus, the fnords are the linguistic tricks that shut down the rational part of the brain, (language that generates fear, group identity, etc) like a form of hypnosis. But it's more than that - the fnord is just one of the kinds of "invisible strings" you're talking about. These strings are the way our world builds the world for others.

We're talking about the building blocks of the 'consensus trance'. And the hammer which smashes it.

In the way you describe magic,
I think this thread is enchanted.

Fuck Them.  The rock polisher changes you into something that other people find appealing.  Let them dive head first into the machine if it’s what they want to do.  Plot your escape; make good your escape.  Be wrong—vigorously, go to somewhere that makes you uncomfortable, find something important to do and do it like it’s the last thing you’ll do.


There's a Joseph Campbell quote on my wall. I look to it in times of doubt:
The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.

I'm curious - your post is coming from the far side of Buddhism. You sound like a "post-buddhist", one who was trapped and escaped.

Looking back on it, what did you get out of it? Would you recommend that path to others?

It's from REALITY, Gene Ray of was just the messenger.

Just made this

I got 38

WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH TWEETY BIRD? I seriously do not understand why truck owners obsess over him.

Propaganda Depository / Re: Half-page images
« on: March 31, 2016, 06:43:45 pm »
Woah I love that!

heh, if you think the sexual revolution is complete try having a sexuality that is outside the norm.

not saying it's complete - I'm saying that how we talked about it in the late 70s might not be as powerful anymore.

On a similar note, in Illuminatus, one of the big plot points is about breaking down the societal barriers between the races and accepting interracial relationships as okay. Today in 2016, racism sure isn't over, but the idea of a white guy dating a black girl isn't as revolutionary today as it was in '77. So if we were pitching it at a 2016 audience, maybe we'd say it differently.

The broader question is - is there anything that Discordia can give us that we can't get from another source that maybe said it better? That's the lifeblood of Discordia - not continuing the revolution that Mal and Omar lived through, but figuring out what we all need Today in 2016.

I swear to god, a coworker just stopped by my desk with a plate of orange slices and said "Here, help yourself" and I reflexively made a snarly noise. Is she reading this forum or something? what the fuck

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