Perhaps worth a coincidence giggle, but I am sorry to say that I only share now, and engage only with those who effort sending me direct email.
On so many email "groups" where 'communicating spectacles' has become a "lifestyle", that "substitute for life" based in the 'spectacle of communicating', I figure that any still-real and authenticity-seeking people will feel the electromagnetic attraction and will retake-and-remake their fragmented and mediated time to reverse the rapidly-increasing trend of selflessness exemplified by the 'willful' acceptance of self-reduction which "high-tech prophets" pushing "higher-profit tech" demands on you, as object, as consumer, as a desubjectified toollike "thing", as moronized citizen-slave:
direct face-to-face with body language and voice inflection
reduced to
telephone with simultaneous two-way analog voiceS
reduced to
telephone with sequential one-way digital voice
reduced to
direct mail or email letter
reduced to
three-ring circus asynchronous, filtered, spied-upon, registered, moderated, faceless, voiceless, vocabularyless, languageless, ASCII gesturing....
I feel more joy talking "live" to strangers in a grocery store line.
I despise text-messaging and text-messengers for their linera, sequencing, dried-up mind-space that takes up far too much room loudly wherever it is told to go.
We "strangers", however, chance feeling less "complete strangers" and more "completed" by the end of our shared real smiles, queries, laughs, and non-ASCII'ed humanities.
As to your view that I was a performer in some orchestrated and useless encounter....
I was never addressed by a knowingly-real language-possessing creature in any email that I know of, and since I no longer pay any attention to self-mythicizing "drag-ons" (or other organic BOTs), getting nothing but wasted time from the "engagement", apparently, engaging would only satisfy their FBI/CIA/MossadNSA-defined "job responsibilities" (getting them some sort of bonus) and would only make me an accomplice with the paid-for [aforementioned] spectacle.
So, is it you who imagine I addressed it to him, because I did not. That's perhaps all that imagination can legally do any more: create its own timewasting television series before which it can bow, scrape, and kneel. Not my doing!
I addressed it to all groups on which I care enough to expose capital's taste for burying the process of truth-sifting, and the vast bevy of whores it finds to model lifestyles it chooses into which to suit-up human banality.
Nope... don't care one iota, because it is neither my job to save anyone nor my desire to do so.
That belongs to everyone else and should be approached not as a job but as you. Besides, I respect the very authentic [self-]property lines.
I also, if a mind to and secured from attack, unplug as many falsifications by the propertizers whose roles (aka, cadaeverizations) I smell invading my space or that of a fellow traveler.
I've been exerting socially-critical effort since I was 17 and as I get on to the end of my strafed lifetime, have little time for volunteering wasted time, since the real "elite" are a waste of all of our stolen time kidnapped and vaulted into their inbred rotting carcasses, hierarchically-ruling the global and daily brothel in which the 99.999% of us in the human 'herd' must manage our life time to exchange it at ever-devalued rates for temporary, fleeting, and partial survival.
So, if you wish to contact me about social change, some common project, some shared interest, some fancy or desire which you must trust yourself to exude that I will this wish to know, then by all means let's talk outside of the "big tent" housing "the big lie": there is NO social network inside, only atomized nodes connected together with cables and clicking sounds.
If we intentionally avoid drivel from the drivelous, we will more likely be able to really talk and become partners in the social crime of being soial.
I am available at all of the email addresses availed at my current projects:
http://adventures-in-dialectics.org/
http://committee-for-transcendence.org/
http://equitarian.org/
http://equitism.org/
http://equitist.org/
http://global-samizdat.org/
http://lust-for-life.org/
http://point-of-departure.org/
http://smirkers-of-the-world.org/
http://rasputins-rantoramathon.blogspot.com/
http://worldtv.com/smirktv/
http://www.youtube.com/user/christopher94523
My back is full of holes and my landscape is full of pay-per-view Colesium attendees, but that doesn't mean that I will dance for the Yahoo organ-grinder format.... Most know exactly how I feel because they also feel its life-draining neck tube.
In a world of choiceless choices', I choose none of the above:
direct economic democracy;
political isocracy;
direct communication;
elsewise, I do not bother with the "dance" with agents of a dance card controlled by parasitic shadows....
The world is fully under attack everywhere and at every moment, so we had better get better at "using our time wisely", because there isn't much "our" left in the world at all. The global "pyramid scheme" now using Capital debt as the basis for its Virulence, owns the Left and the Right and we are supposed to choose which side of their vice will feel better as it crushes and gnashes: "authoritarians to the left of me, authoritarians to the right, volley and mutter....", and so, with agents of all four breeds.
I hope you understand, and if not, you may after more engagements that leave you with agentified headaches and backstabs.
spectacle
1. noun
[from "The Situationist Dictionary" at http://www.smirkers-of-the-world.org/SMIRK/SitDictionary/SitDictionary.htm]
- The organization of appearances made possible through modern means of communication (media). The ease with which images can be detached and alienated from their sources, and reorganized for re-presentation in accord with the ideology of the ruling power, forms the technical basis of the unprecedented scope of the modern spectacle, where "everything that was once directly lived has moved away into its representation". For example, an advertisement on TV shows a family in a car driving happily into the country, then "having fun" in the close proximity of the car, which watches over them like a guardian angel. The car is being shown in its most pleasurable possible context: the image of the car is then linked with the image of "having fun" suggesting the need to buy the car as a means of "buying" this experience. But in actual fact, while the ad is being shown, millions of people are not out in their cars "having fun": they are in front of TV sets consuming this image, passively. The organization of spectacular activity is the organization of real social passivity and pacification -- the grouping of human beings as spectators around the one-sided reception of the images of their own alienated life. The spectacle is not a collection of images but a social relation among people mediated by images. Real relations between people are transformed into relations between images: for example, the image of "Sammy Davis Jr." embracing the image of "Richard Nixon" on TV is supposed to show that the real human being Nixon, as a representative of middle America, is not a racist, and that the real human being Sammy Davis Jr., as a representative of black America, loves and respects Nixon. Again, when a "movie star" or "sports star" advertises a product, we are supposed to respond to their image as an ideal, and therefore to emulate it by associating ourselves with the images with which they associate themselves. But the process goes further: spectacles become topics of conversation, discussion, and even the subject of further spectacles (e.g., "The Tonight Show"). The conversation of urban children is monopolized by arguments about (and even renditions of) the TV programs they simultaneously watched the night before. Communications of lived experience become communications of (and about) spectacles, communication of passivity, non-communication. The spectacle in general names the ensemble of the social relations of non-communication, of isolation. Real means of communication would be means to dialogue as opposed to the technologies of "unilogue" which have developed with the spectacle. Unilateral, one-way communication is always authoritarian: the giving of orders. The nightmare of the spectacle, of images which take on a "life" of their own, is fully realized when people consciously attempt to live up to the images with which they are presented: even in lovemaking, potentially the most perfect form of communication (the unity of pleasure-giving and pleasure-getting), human beings are constantly trying to present images of themselves to each other -- "stud", "sensuous woman", etc. -- the immediate contact of two human beings is lost in the pseudo-lovemaking of their spectacular images. [This is now officially recognized as a "problem" by sexologists.] Meanwhile, the goods and services (commodities) produced by the proletariat are also part of the spectacle, in that they are sold back to the proletariat which produced them by means of their images: in advertising, the act of consumption itself is a spectacle. Commodity consumption becomes the only kind of consumption. "There are fewer and fewer gratifications for which one does not have to pay". Spectacular existence is by definition schizoid. The alienation of the spectator to the profit of the contemplated object (which is the result of his own unconscious activity) is expressed in the following way: "the more he contemplates the less he lives; the more he accepts recognizing himself in the dominant images of need, the less he understands his own existence and his own desires.... in that his own gestures are no longer his but those of another who re-presents them to him". [See Guy Debord's "The Society of the Spectacle" at http://www.lust-for-life.org/Lust-For-Life/SocietyOfTheSpectacle/SocietyOfTheSpectacle.pdf.] Broadly considered, the spectacle is capital to such a degree of accumulation that it becomes an image, i.e., becomes visible. Since the present world is nothing other than capital in its concentrated self-deployment, the spectacle is capital creating a world in its own image. Capital is the material God, and the spectacle is religion (ideology) materialized. As in religion the self-powers of human beings are alienated into the image of "God", so in the spectacle they are alienated into more literal images, which nonetheless become "subjects" of their own sources, the human beings themselves. This is as true of the "heroic proletarian" of the Chinese propaganda poster as it is of the "happy family" of Madison Avenue imagery. The spectacle, in its various forms, rules the world: the world which it re-presents as its world.
- The materialization of ideology.
- That fetish upon social relations - which when reified - become experiential, creators of themselves, and apparently (as in apparition) natural.
On so many email "groups" where 'communicating spectacles' has become a "lifestyle", that "substitute for life" based in the 'spectacle of communicating', I figure that any still-real and authenticity-seeking people will feel the electromagnetic attraction and will retake-and-remake their fragmented and mediated time to reverse the rapidly-increasing trend of selflessness exemplified by the 'willful' acceptance of self-reduction which "high-tech prophets" pushing "higher-profit tech" demands on you, as object, as consumer, as a desubjectified toollike "thing", as moronized citizen-slave:
direct face-to-face with body language and voice inflection
reduced to
telephone with simultaneous two-way analog voiceS
reduced to
telephone with sequential one-way digital voice
reduced to
direct mail or email letter
reduced to
three-ring circus asynchronous, filtered, spied-upon, registered, moderated, faceless, voiceless, vocabularyless, languageless, ASCII gesturing....
I feel more joy talking "live" to strangers in a grocery store line.
I despise text-messaging and text-messengers for their linera, sequencing, dried-up mind-space that takes up far too much room loudly wherever it is told to go.
We "strangers", however, chance feeling less "complete strangers" and more "completed" by the end of our shared real smiles, queries, laughs, and non-ASCII'ed humanities.
As to your view that I was a performer in some orchestrated and useless encounter....
I was never addressed by a knowingly-real language-possessing creature in any email that I know of, and since I no longer pay any attention to self-mythicizing "drag-ons" (or other organic BOTs), getting nothing but wasted time from the "engagement", apparently, engaging would only satisfy their FBI/CIA/MossadNSA-defined "job responsibilities" (getting them some sort of bonus) and would only make me an accomplice with the paid-for [aforementioned] spectacle.
So, is it you who imagine I addressed it to him, because I did not. That's perhaps all that imagination can legally do any more: create its own timewasting television series before which it can bow, scrape, and kneel. Not my doing!
I addressed it to all groups on which I care enough to expose capital's taste for burying the process of truth-sifting, and the vast bevy of whores it finds to model lifestyles it chooses into which to suit-up human banality.
Nope... don't care one iota, because it is neither my job to save anyone nor my desire to do so.
That belongs to everyone else and should be approached not as a job but as you. Besides, I respect the very authentic [self-]property lines.
I also, if a mind to and secured from attack, unplug as many falsifications by the propertizers whose roles (aka, cadaeverizations) I smell invading my space or that of a fellow traveler.
I've been exerting socially-critical effort since I was 17 and as I get on to the end of my strafed lifetime, have little time for volunteering wasted time, since the real "elite" are a waste of all of our stolen time kidnapped and vaulted into their inbred rotting carcasses, hierarchically-ruling the global and daily brothel in which the 99.999% of us in the human 'herd' must manage our life time to exchange it at ever-devalued rates for temporary, fleeting, and partial survival.
So, if you wish to contact me about social change, some common project, some shared interest, some fancy or desire which you must trust yourself to exude that I will this wish to know, then by all means let's talk outside of the "big tent" housing "the big lie": there is NO social network inside, only atomized nodes connected together with cables and clicking sounds.
If we intentionally avoid drivel from the drivelous, we will more likely be able to really talk and become partners in the social crime of being soial.
I am available at all of the email addresses availed at my current projects:
http://adventures-in-dialectics.org/
http://committee-for-transcendence.org/
http://equitarian.org/
http://equitism.org/
http://equitist.org/
http://global-samizdat.org/
http://lust-for-life.org/
http://point-of-departure.org/
http://smirkers-of-the-world.org/
http://rasputins-rantoramathon.blogspot.com/
http://worldtv.com/smirktv/
http://www.youtube.com/user/christopher94523
My back is full of holes and my landscape is full of pay-per-view Colesium attendees, but that doesn't mean that I will dance for the Yahoo organ-grinder format.... Most know exactly how I feel because they also feel its life-draining neck tube.
In a world of choiceless choices', I choose none of the above:
direct economic democracy;
political isocracy;
direct communication;
elsewise, I do not bother with the "dance" with agents of a dance card controlled by parasitic shadows....
The world is fully under attack everywhere and at every moment, so we had better get better at "using our time wisely", because there isn't much "our" left in the world at all. The global "pyramid scheme" now using Capital debt as the basis for its Virulence, owns the Left and the Right and we are supposed to choose which side of their vice will feel better as it crushes and gnashes: "authoritarians to the left of me, authoritarians to the right, volley and mutter....", and so, with agents of all four breeds.
I hope you understand, and if not, you may after more engagements that leave you with agentified headaches and backstabs.
