Not dead, just busy

Sorry I haven't been posting much. I had two projects with serious deadlines (now down to just one) and one long-term project. Between those, and Blue Collar Prepping, my time is mostly gone.

Speaking of BCP, check out today's post for some prepper-style April Foolery.

There's your ninepence

Let us all take a moment to remember Salem MacGourley, who died on this day six years ago. He would have approved of the way he died: in a drunken stupor, pantsless, t-boned by the Oscar Meyer Wienermobile and then hit head-on by a Wonder Bread truck.

[Looking back, I'm quietly amazed at 1) everyone took it at face value and, yet, 2) no one seemed to blink an eye at my declaration that I was a pre-op transsexual waiting for an experimental uterine transplant. Either no one found it funny (which I refuse to accept, because I am fucking hilarious), or it was too subtle.]

::Cyberspace As Glassbead Game::

::Cyberspace As Glassbead Game::

Gibson captured the flash, nearly a half century earlier, Hesse
started design of the depths.

The "Magister Ludi" says little of the actual mechanics of the
game. It does provide a sketch of a symbolic structure which can
link "semi-formal systems" (eg. musical notes, alegebra, pidgen
(primitive) English sets ....). Since his time, we have
explored a board that can begin this task. We call it "the
computer".

It allows masses of people to experiment with various "glass bead
relationships".

Hesses work has other elements of usefullness. The bulk of the
bulk is devoted to analysis of bureaucratic knowlege structures
of an essentially monkish format in a mercantile society. He
succeeds in capturing many elements in traditional systems and
their wearing on the individual pyche.

Hesses earlier work focuses more attention on the pyche. As his
archetype "low tundra lobo" starts to interface with some
Gibsonian primal circuitry.

In looking at systems, a common perceptual trend is to see an
imperfect "holistic vision" and then focus on detail which often
grabs all of our attention.

It sometimes helps to look at the wisdom of our ancestors. In
the first false dawn of cyberspace (of which surrealism is an
example), Hesse layed out a 3 level sketch.

3. The "upper level" is a set of books which chronicle
environment against skull combined with journeys to the east.
Water against stone in the Paz-ia (Octavio) icongraphy.


2. Far more sketchy. The model of a society. It takes detail
only in the glassbead monument. Interesting enough his model of
intellect creates two academic schools. One is Catholic, the
other secular. This provides to the debate on "The Magic
Mountain" (Manns not neumann).

1. A few of the mechanics at the "architecturial level". The
ability of a lectures on systems theory to employ improv tea
ceremonies. The ability of aspiring players to tag new pieces
onto the original parts.

There is one more system. This is a "meta system".

0. You, the primal "neuron", the "free human" who can examine
the Hesseian structure and modify it while adding custom
extensions. The following is one of many possible "negative"
(flip to new set) developments. Note the reversal of "."

.1 One striking thing about the "German pair" (Hesse-mann) is its
"patriarchial" structure. The "model" appears to stress males
(in different ways). "Neo-Neutopian" thought would strive to
enact the "feminine side".

.2 One can go into many possible levels from 0.1, but a
Jungian approach would have some men give voice to "anima" while
some women give vent to "animo" and perhaps vice versa. One can
strive to lay a "coed" onto the Anglo-German forms which act as
"primal paradigm-ia" of the Neu-America (el norte) university
system. Internet is the place where we introduce and mantain
this "bureaucratic viri".

One sees the truth of the fundamental Gibsonian approach of
conflict with the medium. Gibson is also correct in recognizing
that institutions control the "backbone(s)", but he draws the
wrong conclusions. Institutions have raw power, but only
rudimentary technique. Smaller users may benefit from some
techniques, but the use of "wave surfers" is not to "crack" this
relatively feeble infrastructure, but instead to "de-ice" the
"hidden structures of reality" and integrate them into the
"emerging global mind". We are cracking our "selves" (or perhaps
our "perceptions of self"), we "real cyberpunks"(TM) use this
space to glide into "ontology" (psedo (necessary for finite
machines) reality).

You may now map Jamesian (William) flows of consciousness. This
has been a literary experiment. Please continue it for the love
of neu neu topia.



NO CARRIER

::LOW LEVEL PROGRAMMERS DELIMITER::

This discussion (briefly extended to alt.surrealism) is part of a
"broad course" or "coarse broad" discussion centered in
alt.cyberspace for "systems analysis" and "alt.alien.visitors"
for pragmatic experimentation.

There is at least one link between this "alien paradigma" and the
Hesse-Mann model. The conflict between "institutionalized
knowlege systems" is in Octavian terms that between religion and
philosophy. On a larger map (with Paz partially drew), Islam
seems to have chosen religion, the European centered
cosmopolitianism seems to have leaned more towards philosophy. In
alt.alien.visitors these two archetypes (stone on water) are
represented by the Illuminati and Knights Templar. The goal is
to draw prevalent conspiracy theory into a rough historical
context.

::THE PLANNED IMPERIALISTA::

If we can build a "cadre" of "half historians", then Knight
templar bead games can be used to enrich "alt.illuminati".


::END LOW LEVEL PROGRAMMERS DELIMITER::


::"Newbies" Only::



::INTRODUCTION TO PARSING::


Signed:
(((d))octress (Andrea "hawk lady" Chen
(where a hawk is an evolved form of dragon))
(Bend it bend it but don't break it) ((bennett))
(on off <<*>>)
)

reduces into (in neu-lithp) <<**>>

Signed: dbennett .



-Andrea "I may not be real" Chen-


::**:: A troll to John McCarthy in "primitive" neu-Minskia
community of mind.

The notation is a slight extension of the original fifties
construct with (( )) used to desiginate a "high level" member.
Finding the "2 strings" (d, bennett) marked by (( )) gives the
"text title" which appears after "Signed:" (which is a "title
type").

::*:: Pun to Beneton(TM) slogan.


::BEGIN CARRIER:: (

okay dear reader, you are "on"
(signed: ac) begin <> )

::pulsing:: a referance to other texts in the "total cyberspace
introduction". In a frequently used analogy, each human
individual is one or more "neurons". A "post" is a "neuron
pulse", a "thread" is a somewhat linked series of such events.

A slightly different terminology is used. For example a "button"
is often used to mean a "glass bead" in the lower level in the
house of hesse.

Regular readers of alt.cyberspace might know what I mean if they
have carefully followed the "neu-coder ring"(TM) sketched in that
group.

If there is demand, important pieces will be repeated in ac
discussion.

::ac:: alt.cyberspace, andrea chen, alternating currents (a book
of essays by the last living major associate of Breton (Octavio
Paz) and the only "classical surrealist" to win a Nobel Prize).




::***::

Remembering Salem

With yesterday's passing of Salem MacGourley, the world has lost a delicate, poetic soul.

Sure, he adopted an air of cool indifference, but his perceived callousness was really a dark, heavy coat that he wore to protect himself from emotional harm. If you could coax him out of it, like a bunny from its burrow, you would find (like I did) that he had a soft, fluffy, almost marshmallow-y heart. This man, who so carefully cultivated an aura of detached disdain, would giggle like a schoolgirl in anticipation of the next Dr. Who episode.

I remember he weeped openly when Rose Tyler died. Great, shameless, wracking sobs that made his entire body shudder, as if his grief was a hole into a dimension of unthinkable pain and despair. He was inconsolable for months after.

Not many people know this, but Salem and I were lovers. I was keenly aware of the problems he was having in his marriage, and I tried my best to counsel and comfort him. I soon fell in love with him, this broken man who only needed tenderness and sympathy to mend his wounds.

I eventually became the other woman that ended his marriage. I'm not proud of it, but it's true, and it's something I'll have to live with for the rest of my life.

What I found most remarkable about Salem was the fact that he never once judged me, even when I revealed to him that I was (at the time) a pre-operative transsexual. When we met in June of last year, he was incredibly open-minded about so many things. He was also skilled and tender in his lovemaking. Innovative, as well. The things that man could do with his tongue...

We hadn't announced it yet, but he proposed to me last month, on my birthday. It was all I could do not to shout from the rooftops that I would soon be Mrs. Erin MacGourley. His wedding gift to me would have been an experimental uterine transplant, in the hopes that I'd be able to bear his children. We were planning to have as many as possible and name them after characters from Dr. Who and Serenity. We would've made a killing on the convention circuit, winning costume and trivia contests.

Of course, there was also the subjugation of the blogosphere. "Sonic Lurkings from the Rhythmic Stapler", the merger of our two blogs, would have crushed all others like a juggernaut. Salem, wonderful, sensuous, robust, caring, virile man that he was, promised me Chris Sims' head on a pike.

He would have approved of the way he died: in a drunken stupor, pantsless, t-boned by the Oscar Meyer wienermobile and then hit head-on by a Wonder Bread truck. That the accident happened in Roxfall, Texas, and everyone died in the crash, would have suited his impish sense of humor. Of course, as an Irishman, he would have preferred to have drowned in a vat of Guiness, or at least Harp lager, but it couldn't be helped.



Good night, sweet Time Lord. May flights of Gallifreyans sing thee to thy rest. And I, ever your Rose, must bide.

Until your next regeneration....

Tian Fuhn Di Fu

Da shiong la se la ch'wohn tian!

Juh shi suh mo go dohng shee?


Lio coh jwei ji neong hur ho deh yung duh buhn jah j'wohn!


Juh guh jee hua juhn kuh pah!