If you know me, follow me, actually listen to my podcasts instead of claiming it? – you know I think the WWW, and especially social media, is owned, managed and dead in that sense.
So even if you disagreed with my take, you’d know this.
That’s what triggered it, another “stop saying mean things about my mom” from a 50’sh ginger beard moment.
And so I responded, and I got punished.
Normally, it would be the “zero feed” treatment …
But now, when I’m bad? – it’s the CAT FEED a la Palantir.
How was I bad? – I began blocking “critical thinkers” who already figured out every detail of the “Kirk Event” narrative and are reifying the core message.
Lord in Heaven, You created us, You taught us, You told us YOU were KING.
YOU sacrificed your only Son to redeem the world, and through the blood and wisdom of Jesus we are saved.
We need only walk the path.
Follow the golden rule.
And serve no other king.
If we serve any other master than the Lord?
If we erect statues to a pantheon of demons?
Then what happens next will manifest as disaster.
And the people will cry out.
And the Lord will not hear them.
But for those who follow and serve the Lord.
For those lost in Rome, among pagans.
For those who do as they must to survive but keep the fire burning.
For those who are destroyed, murdered, because of governments.
For all the victims of government violence, may the Lord watch over you.
May the lord create a place of peace and renewal for you and those you love.
May you find peace, in this life or the next.
May your sorrow be HEARD through the power of God.
In Your name I serve,
Jesus Christ,
Amen
Luck of the Irish: let Tendy’s Chinese Restaurant in Port Angeles show us the way.
The Disease:
a hole in my back
an emptiness like death
a voice from the ether
my final stand
my band of the hand
a clan of STAN
left behind in the dust
with a wunderlust
I am filled with disease
I am filled with pus
my best friend gus
sucked it all out with a pipe and pitbull
your sack in my back
my womb from the tomb
a small hero, not a zero
no beero just pain
I screamed like a baby
the doc said “you’re not so bad”
I asked him about the pain killers
he said, “no so rad”
“it’s an acidic environment, and pain killers break down”
I heard the sound of the pushing
I smelled the 3 day low tide
the scent of death flowed down my back
he kept pushing
life emerged in drips and drabs and flows from my shoulder
like a boulder
never stopping
only slopping
jergin feast warrior
waiting for the sea
Charlie Kirk:
The economics of “fake humans” is simple: poor people don’t have the resources to verify if any of them is real. Maybe one-on-one, when in a good state of mind, your discernment MIGHT identify the faker, I don’t know one person with the financial resources to dig any deeper. And since the “records” are electronic, it would mean an expensive investigation.
Who has extra cash for background checks?
How much of the WWW has been manipulated since the beginning?
One of the first things they teach you in any historiography class is that you need MORE than one witness to even attempt to validate an event. More than one witness plus physical evidence and a scientifically based interpretation: that’s when you get CLOSE to what happened. But the past, is an entropic soup, it probably doesn’t exist any more than the future. The past falls apart, no matter how many primary sources you have.
Does this mean history has no value? – no, it just means history is not God.
In the world of Loftus, the “eye witness” is no longer validated.
This applies equally well to human memory: we should respect human memory, individually and collectively, but we must also be skeptical and ask questions – unless it’s against the law, like in Germany, IYKYK.
Fun fact: Loftus wouldn’t take the “concentration camp guard” case … because it was repugnant … defending Ted Bundy was okay … and then there’s this.
