This is my first contact with this "theory of everything" thread of the "RevLeft" forum... a "thread" metaphorically-running deeper than the shirts of its many interesting contributors....
I apologize for my lackluster state-of-mind, as I've been up (on too many "Brain Toniq", "Sambazon Acai", and "Guru" organic sleep-thrashing drinks) re-writing entry-page XHTML/CSS files for nine web domains, while also learning more ways to qualify-and-secure an under-construction (SMF) forum, called "Unbecoming Things". So, please bear with me being completely "off-topic". I'm like a 1965 "destruction derby" jalopy attempting the on-ramp of your Gran Prix. I hope to make a few turns without either crashing or causing crashes, hopefully catching a wave and "hello" so that engagement of your inertia helps polish and elevate my driving skills and etiquette.
As I've gleaned from my peripheral view, your efforts mutually include each other's views, and to me, therefore, are very admirable. What I see is non-abstract and humane dialectical praxis. I call it "MutIn" (short for "Mutual Inclusion"), a term I created from my earlier degree studes in computer science, where the process of contention-acquisition-use-release of resources (in a binary and/or zero-sum way called "MutEx" (short for "Mutual Exclusion") was my starting point.
MutEx is what atomism, cynicism, flatlandism, linearism, and entropicism all exemplify at their core: surrender to a manufactured two-dimensional (either-or) "truth" which eternally-invests in its own[ly] truth: "if you're lucky, this is as good as it gets".
Even the age-old false-dichotomy between "altruism" and "narrow greed" finds this death-taint as epicenter. More obviously, it expresses pancreatic cancer as the reward for choosing between Coke and Pepsi, surrender as the reward for choosing between Democrat and Republican, a lack of wholeness in choosing between the whole numbers of 0 and 1, that is, denying the infinite "hole" between those two abstractly-existent "whole numbers".
So, I get excited, when I sense I've encountered evolutionary moments of 'isocrats' who know that their full-time existence as such requires the full-time insistence that others' isocracies must be facilitated and defended if they themselves are to flourish, then I feel quite pleased to be alive. It's more a flower from co-gardening than from some "seed"-providing group.
After so many bullies, predators, agents, spies, diversion-specialists, and other discommunication "experts" — caring and sharing in so many arenas being a rarity today — I'd say "my hat is off to you" (of course if I was wearing one and said also while taking it off).
It will take me a spell to learn your styles, flares, interests, and uniquenesses, yet I yearn to engage the task.
Having been interested in Marx's, Bakunin's, and others' efforts to transcend the state-fetishizing aspects of Hegel's human-abstracting version of "dialectic", I wonder if Bakunin's book(s) by Hegel (as mentioned in a recently-posted contribution) were sold, given away, traded, stolen, or thrown away. A minor "reality", yet still revealing to me....
As arguments for the evolution of Separate-Power — the hierarchy-supportive transformation of celestial deification into Earthbound reifications — became very interesting as expressed in the Dietgzen, Feuerbach, Marx, Bakunin, and others' works who have not been buried in the graveyards of experts who self-anointedly pretend best to know them and their past better than they ever could have known themselves. That is the way of ideology: rewrite everything in footnotes that make the commonplace truths feel out of place. [Recursive footnoting eventually ends up with real lived experience, and must feel quite angry in their quest to objectify the subjective.]
How did these fellows socially-relate to each other (not just in ideas but at the dinner table) within shared daily lives just beginning to feel the implementation of the rationality, the rationing, and the ratios of Capital?
With more than idea-concepts they reveal to us what we might reveal to them without pigeonholing ourselves into roles, lifestyles, and other "rationally"-objectifying slots.
To discover and to re-humanize them surely might reveal what of us is also hidden in the zerosum-banalized battles made to appear as "all there was, is, and can ever be" in, of, and around them.
Eternally-contrived and denatured of their own humanity, their real lives are now trapped within a privatized landscape which is defined by so many idiot-and-idiotizing publishers, whose goal, beyond the obvious commoditizing of all life leading up to your last footstep into a thousand flavors of trademarked vanilla, has been to hide real resistance to Capital — the current and temporary enforcer of the virulent hierarchy of psychopathic parasites — within their footnote-camouflaging and imagination-stultifying book re-...-re-publishings. The more feared of their discoveries are held hostage within their dutiful work, and are so the more they re-published away from the living into the deadening. These publishers reincarnate a generalized unconsciousness by "expertizing" it. It is captured well in the barbed-play of Firesign Theatre: "... stories of poor working-class people as played by rich Hollywood stars."
I often wonder if the mere reading of a text-made-boring — professionally depleted of all transitory sensory color (hugs, fisticuffs, mutuality) is intended to result in a forever-frozen and non-transitory use of those lives (turned into human-less ASCII) by smile-less Leninoids-in-training, whose possibility of "sex" is rigidly-corrected into "sects".
I smell it before I open the cover. It burns my nostrils and joy with its celibation of death, with a salivation intended to give glisten to their white-knuckled clutch around the throat of dialectically leaping beyond what they falsify. Sure, Bakunin and Marx quarreled....
How interesting that that should always be the main agreed-upon main point of "anarchIST" and MarxIST": kidnappers, codependent experts at false dichotomizing. Lenin and Trotsky smirked as they handed tickets (paid for by J.P. Morgan) for their blood-cruise from New York to some servant-"prole" as they prepared to squelch the Russian uprising, and to call their mediation a "Revolution". [The (state-)Capital "R" is no accident.] The intentional refusal to bypass the "choiceless choices" of "left-right", "decentralist-centralist", "Fabian-royalist", ad finitum, ad nauseam, is not even attempted with finesse, proving the surrender of "art" and "science" to the accumulation of exchange-value infected upon so many slowly-murdered victims whose necks are willingly and forcibly availed to the parasitic lips of those owning the global 'pyramid scheme'.
Terminologies are very important so that we do not use two sets of alien-owned words with which to co-pummel each others' possibilities. I shall try to share my sense of certain ones before using them, and also to see how you may use them differently.
Like "blind [wo/]men", we will only know any "elephant" between us than mere sums of a rope, a fan, a tree trunk, etc. IF we communicate and when we make mutaully-inclusive efforts.
I look forward to one-on-one and group discussions... hopefully establishing associations... joyously becoming friends.
09 August 2011
My Attempt to Connect to Alienated [Dear] Family
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