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Literate Chaotic / Re: ATTN: Literary spags
« on: October 04, 2008, 02:06:09 pm »
I would recommend the b/c or d course, personally.  None are totally fantastic, but those two would seem to have the best plays, at least, and some decent poetry.

Literate Chaotic / Re: Favorite Song Lyrics/Poetry
« on: October 04, 2008, 11:28:28 am »
Afrika Bambaataa and Johnny Rotten - World Destruction

Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.

This is a world destruction, your life ain't nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Countries are fighting with chemical warfare.
Not giving a damn about the people who live there.
Nostradamus predicts the coming of the Antichrist.
Hey, look out, the third world nations are on the rise.
The Democratic-Communist Relationship,
won't stand in the way of the Islamic force.
The CIA is looking for you.
The KGB is smarter than you think.
Brainwash mentalities to control the system.
Using TV and movies - religions of course.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
Is it a nuclear war?
What are you asking for?

This is a world destruction. Your life ain't nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
The rich get richer.
The poor are getting poorer.
Fascist, chauvinistic government fools.
People, Moslems, Christians and Hindus.
Are in a time zone still searching for the truth.
Who are you to think you're a superior race?
Facing forth your everlasting doom.
We are Time Zone. We've come to drop a bomb on you.
World destruction, kaboom, kaboom, kaboom!

This is the world destruction, your life ain't nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Nationalities are fighting with each other.
Why is this? Because the system tells you.
Putting people in faceless categories.
Knowledge isn't what it used to be.
Military tactics to control a nation.
Who wants to be a president or king? Me!
Mother Nature is gonna work against you.
Nothing in your power that you can do.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
You and I know it, cause the Bible tells you.
If we don't start to look for a better life,
the whole world will be destroyed in a time zone!

Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.

Literate Chaotic / Re: NaNoWriMo: pre-thoughts
« on: October 04, 2008, 10:40:18 am »
I would say it depends on the context of your novel.  You've got 50,000 words to play with, and depending on what you are aiming for (you're not doing the De Sade tribute again right) it could work.

Writing tip:  I find indirect methods of conveying relationships tend to work better.  For example, in conversation, let a character refer to a past event which highlights an aspect of the relationship, as an off the cuff remark.  Or write the scene as to suggest their relationship, visually, again using subtext to get your point across.

Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: Cain's 5th Generation Warfare Project
« on: October 04, 2008, 10:24:39 am »
Just an FYI.

I'm going to be collecting most articles on the net concerning 5GW and putting them into a single text file.  I also intend to eventually edit that text file down, to try and identify core principles and themes.

I will upload both, if people are interested.  The first one, the major articles, is already at 350+ pages and that is collecting from one site (admittedly one of the best).  But while it is long, it is also comprehensive, and that may tide those who are interested over while I try and edit down the smaller principles of 5GW paper.

Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: Authors and Playwrites
« on: October 04, 2008, 10:14:09 am »
Sounds nothing like it.

Cars and money do not come simply because you want them.

Or Kill Me / Day by Day
« on: October 03, 2008, 04:33:01 pm »
I usually wake up at nine, but sometimes its at ten.  Whatever time it is, it usually isn't enough.  The sun sneaks through a crack in the curtains, hurting my eyes.  Sometimes I drink myself to sleep, but then sometimes I don't.  More often than not, I stay up late into the night, playing “what if” games to keep my mind sharp, and reading books on philosophy, warfare, history and science to expand my thinking and open myself to new possibilities.  To add a finish to that sharper edge.

I get up and go downstairs, making a coffee in one of the giant mugs I found on a sale.  They're big enough to keep me in coffee until it becomes cold, no matter how fast I drink.  Perfect in the morning.  I then usually skip breakfast, depending how late it is and start to exercise.  Stretches first, then press-ups, sit-ups, star-jumps and patterns.  Always the patterns.  Work it from Saju Makgi up to Chon-Ji and back down again.  Sometimes I skip some, if they bore me.  I'm getting better, nearer my previous heights, but I'm still not as good as I could be.  Even with stretches, kicks that were once easy are now impossible.  Can't concentrate on that though, just got to push ahead.

Log onto the internet, if I didn't do that at breakfast.  Read emails, check job sites, skim-read forums and put in a couple of sarcastic replies, to let people know I am still alive, and will deal with them when I have time.  Check the BBC news feed, then back to work.  Pen and paper this time.  Create, think, outpouring of patterns of cognition.  Find the threads, expose them, analyse. Time for a shower, then lunch.  Healthy food, wholeseed bread, natural honey, lettuce, white meats and so on.  Pure fruit juices.  Maybe another coffee.

Much easier to keep the routine now.  Previous weeks had worked me harder, of course, but less thoroughly.  Also stunted my thinking.  Repetitive actions, but not so repetitive to allow for mental freewheeling.  Numbing, dull.  Caught in patterns, unable to contrast, shift, put my thinking elsewhere and escape.  Worked my fingers to the bone too, literally.  Skin still peels off me in the shower, leaving my fingers raw.  When I exercise hard, it opens the cuts and sweat pours in, stinging me nearly to the point of submission.  Cannot give up though.  Here, I can think myself away from it.

The girl wants another lesson, when she is back next week.  She's not very good.  Keen, but too quick to understand, does not grasp the concepts properly.  Has preconceptions not tempered by critical methods.  Doesn't know how to think properly, no true student of Ichi Ryu Ni To yet.  Slashes instead of cuts, is unable to fight without making distance.  Perhaps she will learn, perhaps not.  Not even sure why she wants the lessons, probably does not matter.  She pays and I teaches, I don't need to know any more.

Its well into the afternoon now.  The majority of the routine is over.  I can watch the TV, but it doesn't interest me.  Boring shows, repeats, rehashed monotony.  Friends are gone, either overseas or back to study, or vanished entirely.  Totally alone here.  I grab my iPod, hope it doesn't freeze up and go for a walk.  Get lost in the suburban sprawl, taking dirty looks from the housewives and pensioners as I take my time and examine what I want.  Empty my mind, pure reaction to my environment.  No wonder nor malice or distrust, just curiosity.  Let the sun beat down on me, in this autumn summer.  Makes up for the real one.

Return home.  Continue with my studies.  Critical theory.  Fifth Generation Warfare.  Memes.  Postmodernism.  History.  Methods of subversive movements.  Political ideology.  Biology.  When it gets harder to read, I cook.  Simple fare.  Curry.  Fried beef and rice.  Easy Chinese meals.  A cheap wine, if I can afford it, usually white.

Consider going out.  Its dark.  A good time.  But unknown out there.  Old friends, old enemies, all have moved on.  Elsewhere, engaged in petty struggles.  Normal lives.  Succumbing to routines thrust on them, instead of their own making.  Could find new friends, or new enemies.  Rip off the scum.  Upset the status quo.  Get properly drunk, get laid.  Find out where I stand.  But no point.  Wont even be here much longer, with any luck.  Not interested in making friends with the medicated, cookie-cutter rebels.  Not worth fucking with the others.  No network either.  No fallback positions, no favours to call back in.  Meditate instead.  Purposeless discipline.  Retreat into “what if's” until the questions wont stop and I need a drink, and then I sleep.  Once again.

Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: Authors and Playwrites
« on: October 03, 2008, 03:38:42 pm »
Haven't you been waiting like a week?

Lets have the damn conversation already.

Techmology and Scientism / Re: Weekly Science Headlines
« on: October 03, 2008, 02:19:45 pm »
Set topic sticky, by the way.  I think it deserves it.

Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: Authors and Playwrites
« on: October 03, 2008, 02:18:57 pm »
Is that a theory of why The Secret works or why people think it works or why its such a successful sell?

Because I have ideas on all 3 of those, which I shall not repeat now.

Aneristic Illusions / Re: Indecision 08 Wingnut thread
« on: October 03, 2008, 02:02:27 pm »
Of course, in WWII many prominent Republicans actually conspired to stab the President in the back (the America First Committee, the German-American Bund, the Silver Shirts etc) and align themselves with Nazi Germany, so this is complete and utter rot.

Its actually really interesting, a couple of good books came out of that fun.  John Roy Carlson's Undercover: My Four Years in the Nazi Underworld of America is well worth reading.

Principia Discussion / Re: What is "testy culbert"?
« on: October 03, 2008, 01:45:39 pm »
Your point?

That clip in the film genuinely made me lol, much to the dismay of the filmgoers who were quiet in a hushed awe.

Aneristic Illusions / Re: Indecision 08 Wingnut thread
« on: October 03, 2008, 01:15:12 am »
NRO and LA Times are the only places I can read the hilarious writings of Jonah "Liberal Fascism" Goldberg.

Literate Chaotic / Re: Dinner Party
« on: October 02, 2008, 07:35:59 pm »
Make way, I have modules in critical examination of (ancient Greek) poetry.

Needs moar death of enemies, talk of undiluted wine, gay sex and slavery.

(Real advice tomorrow)

« on: October 02, 2008, 06:53:25 pm »
I knew someone said something like that, but I couldn't remember where.

Also, I fixed and clarified my earlier post.  But yes, framing is important.  Due to the millions of dollars that have funded rightwing think tanks, media outlets and blogs, the right has an advantage when it comes to framing issues, and when you set the parameters of the debate, you should win a hell of a lot more than you lose.

Refusing to be drawn into the frame is the best way to do this (ironically, one of the best people I have seen to talk about framing in this respect is Mystery, the douche-bag magician and pick-up artist, not those involved in politics or marketing)

« on: October 02, 2008, 06:46:43 pm »
Michelle Malkin:

The Beltway/Manhattan crowd seems to have forgotten that her appeal to the base was not that she was a slick intellectual, but that she was one of them.

ie; thick as two short planks (not, as you know, my view, but definitely the view of people who tout ignorant fools as being more representative of the average voter).

They're spinning it so the bar is so low that if she comes out on stage, dribbles down her blouse then collapses, it will still be seen as a victory.

Learn how2frame, n00bs.

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