Shittin’ in a bucket & posting warning signs amid the debris.

(4 pm. – promoted by ek hornbeck)

Now that The American Way of Life has dissipated into “shittin’ in a bucket” and “posting warning signs amid the debris,” (i.e., blogging), I hope y’all don’t get ALL up IN my shrimp shack for failing to deliver a righteous, “I told you so” now “kiss my rod,” rant, because my dominant mood of anger has been momentarily exhausted, and I am suffering greatly from the previously suppressed and incompatible, yet competing bout of laughter now enjoying a post-inhibitory rebound of god-defiant vengeance.  

It’s sort of like bursting out laughing at your father just as he doubles down on obedience training, insofar as you just can’t help your 10-year old self, even though such outrageous infidelity could well cause him to double down yet again.  I mean, laughing at authoritarianism rising when they are laying down the law; either they laugh with you, or they don’t.  Fortunately, my old man chose to laugh with me.  He was cross-eyed-spelunkered, but he laughed.

The analogy extends to the fact that you don’t even know why you’re laughing in such an ill-timed manner.  Maybe laughing in the face of death is a displacement behavior, a nervous tic, like ducks pulling grass before a big territorial brouhaha, or repeatedly tying one’s shoes after Bjarney of Hof’s sword really bites into your shield for the first time.  Sure, you’d heard rumors of how he went overboard and killed all his relatives that one time, but when he took a large chunk of your shield in the first bite, your shoes suddenly felt insufficiently gripped to your feet.  When Bjarney stops to tie his own shoes, as well, well, ya never know what goes on inside a man’s head.  There’s a certain adjunctive excitement to confusion, but it’s a real head-scratcher for ethologists.

Good on you, Dad.  


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  1. Compound F

    And said there was no pain, even days later.  Except for the painkilling shots.  Those he felt.  

    I’m wondering why lyophilized pig bladder (stem cells) is not freely available over-the-counter. That pisses me off, and I’m really going to punch the fuck out of the fuckers who are fucking us for profit, even if they start laughing before the first shot to the nose.  

  2. banger

    We’re fine and on the road to greater things. And why not? Isn’t this what people want? A good spanking now and then? Maybe with a bit of bondage and Fifty Shades of Gray?

    I’m actually not worried. Those of us at the fringes need to understand that “the big picture” of governments, wars, economic/political arrangements are probably none of our business. Indeed you are right–laughing is the hidden in plain sight cure and solution to all our problems. I honestly think that a proper laugh at the situation most of us have been gnawing away at fruitlessly for some time will create certain energetic shifts in this highly complex system, much like the butterfly effect. It may be that a general state of mirth may be more revolutionary than attending 100 bootless demonstrations and writing thousands of emails to politicians. It also just might be that the whole situation rests on our unhappiness at the situation and we are propping up the regime rather than working to bring it down. If we delight in the absurdity of it all I sense the heavens will reward us as we initiate a phase change in a highly complex and chaotic system.

    So, let’s go with the flow.

  3. ek hornbeck

    My activist brother and I frequently chat about my blogging and he often tries to be supportive and says things like “You know, what’s really important is that you’re putting it out there on the record for people to see.”

    I must admit it gives me some satisfaction.

    Sure, it’s not the loftiest goal in the world, but I think there’s some value in entertaining people and letting them know they’re not alone.

  4. Compound F

    but somehow it provides a matrix for regenerative activity, presumably by endogenous cellular activity.  Perhaps it induces stem cell activity.  Fuck if I know.  The point is, this is government funded research that should be readily available, whether approved or not by FDA, who are only postponing until everyone figgers how the money will flow to big corps.

    Government, these days, is literally a bureaucracy to funnel profits to the already rich.  

  5. Compound F
  6. Compound F

    it reminds me of the star trek episode in which Kirk and the Klingons  put down their swords and joined forces to express “mirthiness” (cousin to truthiness) to drive off the parasitic being that was feeding on their agonistic behavior.

    I think there is something to volunteering a bit of group harmony outside official channels.

    There’s definitely something appealing (and probably obligatory, even) about “moving on,” declaring it all history, and looking for a different path forward; but I also think it risks conceding that Modern Liberalism has been basically gunned down in the streets by gangsters and no one’s gonna a lift a finger, a bystander effect writ large.

  7. banger

    We have post-modern liberalism don’t we? The fact is that this brand of liberalism is very immature and so riddled with contradictions that it will evolve. It may take too long but I sense it can. This form cannot be guessed at or evaluated at this time but I suspect mirthiness is as good a path as any to take at this time. I can also write a long time on this.  

  8. Compound F

    Nothing good will happen in a mirthiness vacuum, so I’m gonna put on my sequined shades and sideburns and pretend I’m Elvis.  It’s a small carbon footprint activity if you do it right. “Thenk ya very much.”

  9. Compound F

    to virtually non-existent, my initial reaction is to say that the very existence of mushroom-shaped clouds represent a strong argument against the root notion of hopeless ambiguity in the search for objective truths; but it’s not something I’ve actively explored.  I certainly do not deny that the human capacity for reason is delicate, easily punctured membrane, in constant need of training, while stretched over a cauldron of unconscious and variegated impulses and plain wet-ware mechanics; perhaps we don’t need “reason” as a bridge to common ground; wolves don’t use it, at least not in the same manner as we do; instincts, prosocial behavior, dominance hierarchies, orienting behaviors, olfaction, basic taxis, etc., seem to work wonders, but I still cling to the idea of using reason, as opposed to animal passions, to order social relations, finding a common set of rules or ideas we can all agree upon; but then again, maybe we are all murderers at heart.

  10. banger

    …most people don’t like it and don’t operate on that basis. I thought about my own life and I realize I don’t use reason in really important parts of my life without what you might describe as “heart.” To put it another way, reason is a rather low-bandwidth way of thinking about and perceiving our surroundings. Our “animal” senses need to be integrated and enhanced and trusted. So my “instinct” about someone who makes me uneasy who looks like their lying may be more accurate than listening to what he or she says. In addition, reason breaks things into parts but isn’t good at bringing things together to create meaning–and meaning, relationships, affiliation, mythological frameworks are all more important to human beings than reason–in fact, science tells us this is so!

    I have been so puzzled at the appeal of what you and I would consider utter idiocy on the right–which appears to be a rebellion against science, reason and the whole modernist project. Why is this? Are they really so drastically wrong? Are they just degenerates? I thought so for a while. But now I believe they are making the reasonable choice by choosing being part of a web of meaning as opposed to being alienated individuals who live in a weird world with all its sound and fury signifying nothing.

    So clearly I was missing something–they are reasonable in being unreasonable. These other people who accept a variety of ideas just haven’t spent the time I have in learning and researching politics and the political economy. I approach it like a puzzle to work out. I wonder how things are arranged and look deeply into it–but most people don’t do that and maybe it’s because they are healthier human beings!

    I have returned now to my earlier conclusion that life has three basic aspects–what it is possible to know and what cannot be known and remains mysterious and an area in between the two in which we can surf the edge of chaos.

  11. Compound F

    the first two parts of your life, what is possible and impossible to know, depend on reason, putting you about two-thirds in the rationalist camp to begin with, which is a a more generous view of human thought (in terms of rationalism) than I think either of us holds.

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