In case you were wondering

Oh yeah, there was another recent one. This one was okay because it made me start worrying. Well, I’m always worrying… just a little more now.

Same dialect - the grammar of a literate person trying to sound semi-literate by making purposeful spelling mistakes and such.

Something about ticking sounds in his truck engine coming and going. This was either a mockery of the truck with bad lifters that some shyster sold me right after i got out of prison or the vandals have put sugar or some shit in my gas tank recently (and are now laughing). Years ago someone punched a hole in my Escalade radiator. I do know that. Suddenly leaking fluid and we found the hole.

In a situation like mine, you just keep pushing forward. If one day your engine blows up, you figure out what to do next. You make no plans for the future (because they are so uncertain in your circumstances). You try to keep your obligations and relations to anyone at a minimum - you can neither trust anyone nor commit, as a friend, to anyone if the next minute you may have nothing and have to leave. You don’t acquire much property for fear of losing it or having to leave it. You are at the total mercy of forces nothing can stop, and the only way out would be to turn yourself into a fugative… and now the law is after you, too.

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“Away with bourgeois and plebian values!”

The question we are pressed with is not ‘can we allow it’, but SHOULD we allow it. If doing so somehow compromises or forces a loss of some kind of fundamental element that makes possible the heights and depths of the spiritual feeling in man, then we would caution against it. But we aren’t sure what kinds of conflict should be allowed to exist and flourish… what is needed to give every citizen their own personal life plotline of failure and success, the trials and tribulations, the periods of self-transformative growth, and all that jazz.

We have sports, but that’s trivial. Currently, we have these struggles in the form of economic and reproductive competition. These are the things that people suffer most and consequently, successes that give them the most pride and happiness and opportunity for personal growth.

But what if you removed these particular modes of competition. Do we social-darwinism out and pull a Spengler or go full Jetsons mode? Would we degenerate if we got along very terribly well, everybody had a boo, and we got off only on stuff like being the first to come up with an idea that improves production or service in one’s field and no longer felt like real men and women by being hypermaterialistic hypergamists tryna roll up and test muhfuckas all the time.

Would a leveling such as this be healthy for homoclownicus? I say yes if only because I’m not impressed enough with aristocratic cultures of the day enough to want to protect them. I would do it experimentally. Put man in a global skinner’s box to see what would happen.

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Some say give Prom a million dollars, and he’ll become bourgeois. This is an attempt to question my convictions and present me as a fair weather critic of capitalism. I say now for the record that I’d not hire a single employee and draw no usury except the interest gained from having the million in the bank.

I will never again own crypto because i refuse to possess the spoils of someone else’s proof-of-work… even if they are just uninteresting computer geeks in cubicles at keyboards.

Holy fuck what are all the tech nerdz gonna do when software does all the totally mind numbing monotonous shit they do on a computer all day? Will they have to leave the cubicles, get real jobs, and actually start moving corporeal objects with mass around in the world by applying force through a distance?

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Exactly this.

Sorry… need a random thread to post this for Gary. He’s being raped at another forum and I’m tryna rescue him.

“I was thinking in terms of Moral Emotivism (ala AJ Ayer) that simply yelling “boo” or “hurray” might be an acceptable form of moral argumentation.”

“No matter how much I dislike a statement someone makes, I suppose all statements ultimately rest on their truth value, not on their morally pleasing or unpleasing aspects.”

Hidden premise in 1: that there CAN be moral argumentation at all. There can not be, so you’re stating a nonproblem. Not being able to make moral argumentation is not a problem when it’s impossible in the first place.

Hidden premise in 2: that moral expressions CAN have truth value. They can not because they are not truth-apt… they’re not propositions that CAN be true or false. How true are my expressions “goddamit!”, “helllll yeah!”, and “eeeeeew”?

“This movies sucks!” Looks like this statement can be true or false, duddint it? Ah, but it can’t be because it reduces to an emotive expression, not a truth claim. Out of the statement, “This movie sucks” we can only know objectively that you don’t like it.

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The smart ones are impervious to it, although it does infuriate. It’s the dumb ones that don’t know and so slowly become zombies. TV commercials, i mean. They’re like psychological Mengele-Skinner experiments designed to prime consumers for capitalist manipulation. The fucking lying is enough in itself (car-shield, renewal by anderson, insurance, all of it) but then they start doing subliminal shit too.

To catch a glimpse of how the capitalist sees you look at one of the actors in one of the weightloss or meds commercials. You are a helpless putz who will one day burst through the doors of the third floor call center where you work and march triumphantly with a shining, confident smile and new shirt toward your work cubicle as all your miserable coworker fucks gaze at you in admiration if you only take charge of your life and talk to your doctor about trycinowil.

Where would these advert parasites be if you weren’t such a miserable pushover fuck? What if you were healthy and not overweight? What if you realized insurance is a scam? What if you weren’t a seventy year old embarrassed about bags under your eyes who aged gracefully and undisturbed by a hypersexualized society that sees you as a sex object or ugly and unwanted if you aren’t?

Advertisement in capitalism is a science that takes the foul material created by the excesses of its own sadism and incompetence and then sells to those very subjects forms of relief from the disasters that they’ve been turned into. It’s a vicious circle.

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These are for all the fellas that became serial killers and mass murderers. Somebody’s gotta do this because when the authors and journalists “tell their story,” they can’t include the real visceral stuff like this that drives them mad. I’ve had seven consecutive years of this.

I walk in one day, and there is a cat lady blaring on the phone and a tribute to Jesse Jackson blaring on TV.

When the sound hits me, i pause. My eyelid twitches. Several scenes flash through my mind’s eye in a second. Bashing her head through the wall. Shooting the entire staff of the sheriff department as they scurry through the door of the burning building. Months or years on the run. The final shootout. The suicide. I see it all as if it’s already happened.

Now as fun as it might be to construct a narrative to detail each sickening piece (my being trapped here because of my wrongful charges, the cat-puke hag that spends hours every day on the phone with this shit, the fact that if she doesn’t recieve a call-back by a certain time what she wants to cancel will be automatically renewed by some capitalist who refuses to staff his call centers, the pitiful coalition of clowns calling themselves “god’s people” on the TV in the other room) so that there is no way out for the reader who’s trying to understand how it happens… i don’t have a very insightful or receptive audience so I shall abstain from doing so.

But this is the closest you can get into the world of a sociopath. This is the kind of stuff that gives us our superpowers.

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Just relax for a second and take a look at it. A private business providing some overpriced service can’t attend to its customer call volume, so it designs an automated system that ends up not working. When the customer finally does get through to an actual human, there’s a language accent problem, and the rep can’t be understood.

Meanwhile, one such customer happens to be living with a sociopath who is not only a ruthless critic of capitalism but a citizen who is serving a life sentence and has been stripped of his constitutional rights by a State that has wrongfully convicted him of crimes he did not commit. But it gets worse. Way fucking worse. This beautiful monster is also an atheist, and we all know what that means. Everything is permitted.

There! Right there… you got it! That chill that just ran up your spine when i said that. You got as close as you may ever come to being a sociopath in that moment. We, I, can take something as mundane as a cat lady in an argument with a phone rep and draw from it a magnum opus of criticism against god, man, and the State.

Your problem is here: that this hasn’t/isn’t happening to you - the sociometamorphosis that only very few are privileged enough to experience - doesn’t mean it isn’t happening or that there is something better about the world because you won the lottery instead. No, sir… you are like a thin stone skipping across the surface of waters that are incomprehensibly deep to you… and so you have hardly gotten wet in life.

Why can we not and do we not say “the world is only as bad as the best it can get” but we can and do say “the world is only as good as the worst it can get”?

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You strike us as a person with something horrific that they are dying to confess, but that at the same time is put off by the inevitable consequences.

For sociopaths, if you are one, it is not a feeling of guilt that does this, but of loneliness.

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That became my purpose about 16 years ago. To exploit my circumstances and press its logical conclusions to the extreme, to the utmost philosophical limits. In doing so, everything philosophically around me collapsed as if being hit by a tsunami wave. I was living proof against god and the State, the courts, capitalism. Everywhere i traveled to be among philosophers, i found only more of the mob who would shout obscenities at me and wish for me to burn. And so i would sneer and thrash about while in their company drawing quite a spectacle. Rumors and wives’ tales would turn into legend, and i would eventually become known as something like a b-movie garage version of hannibal lecter. And there is great philosophical value in what i have done. I certainly hope I’ve not caused anyone to commit suicide but i do, admittedly, take a little plebian pride in causing mediocre thinkers to lay awake at night.

“You strike us as a person with something horrific that they are dying to confess, but that at the same time is put off by the inevitable consequences.”

This is good insight into a certain type of sociopath, the rejected type. He’s the non-narcissistic type that sees himself as equal, not above, those who reject him. So, if he harbors some dark secret, he’s concerned about his equals not permitting it… and he wants to be accepted by them. This is real unconditional loneliness.

The narcissistic lecter type wouldn’t feel put off by those who would reject something about him because anyone who would reject such a thing is lacking in taste, etc. Rather, he harbors the secret to keep them from becoming a nuisance… not for care about being rejected. He’s in a conditional loneliness; he longs for company of his equals but doesn’t notice his solitude among the herd. He doesn’t feel lonely. He feels relief, if any thing. Hygiene and all that.

I’m this latter type even though i have no secrets and have to be a tell-all kinda guy for the purposes of my work as a philosopher and journalist. Keep in mind that never has such a thing been done before, and we’re pioneers in a sense. In 2002, when the dreaded philosophy forum became a reality, nobody would know that a single nondescript middle class high school dropout among them would one day become a tragic philosophical hero of epic proportions… nor that they would be the privileged ones to bear witness to it all, whatever they may be… autistic group-homer, compooter programmer with an interest in Dewey, after-work weekend hobby philosopher with or without a single misdemeanor on his record, unwanted elderly women in a religious crisis, retired petite-bourgeois who sits in coffee shops rambling on philosophy forums and posting excerpts of favorite poems he’ d like to share.

All of these people earned significance, were made meaningful, were engaged in such difficult ways that nobody could survive without becoming a genuine philosopher. Fate brought us all together, my friends, and even the flakes still among us are mightier and more profound having been in my presence, for they fight a secret war within that they dare not admit and that means they are alive (ergo not one of the zombies).

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I put you more as a Ted Bundy type.

From the crime to the confession: a desire to make contact. To break the isolation.

My guess is that the small things you have written about are only the ones you got caught for, and thus cannot suffer new consequences for. If I’m not mistaken, they are things to do with exposing yourself. Again, making contact. Braking the barrier.

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By the way, I think your demographic analysis is flawed.

It is almost 100% populated by college graduates with middle of the road corporate jobs, who write because it brings back a whiff of that time a college professor told them they were special, and they believed it.

This is why it’s mostly a social phenomenon with some philosophical trappings. Though one or two sometimes break the barrier into a worth-a-damn thouht, if usually as a freak.

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Maybe the difference is that Bundy did it with adults?

That’s what really makes his type rare. Most like him just go straight to children, and stfu the rest of their lives, because they don’t even have the “I outsmarted a full grown adult into their own horrific rape death” thing going for them.

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As i remember it, when the philosophy forums first came into existence, there was a balanced variety of university students, garage philosophers, and evangelists. Then i saw the students leave, the garage philosophers go insane and become incels or republicans, and the evangelists sink to new lows in spite of the mounting evidence against them. Then came the wave of retirees and those college grads you mentioned… only they’re older now and disillusioned about the magical powers of philosophy.

Yeah, but there was a time when we’d have satanists, hot candian porn stars, private practicing psychologists and lawyers, tree hugging hippy girls, hip-hop rapping mentalists, orgonite making conspiracy goons, english working class dropouts at pubs all the time, skinheads, time-cubers and laundromat owning indian guys that read Kierkegaard… all posting at the same time.

Today, we have us, the forum addicts and trolls, and the last wave of people to be interested in the philosophy forum concept ever again: The old retirees that read Dickenson and the autistic socially awkward incel introverts. Even the messiahs and demigods have left. Those eclectic retarded-smart guys that would make outstanding cult sponsors. Once they realized the only ones left were the trolls, the old people, and the autists, they all packed up their quantum mechanics and hit the road.

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Packed up their quantum mechanics, go fuck yourself.

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Seriously though, most of those people you quote were slight offshoots of the college grad, and at least two of the ones you mentioned were just puppets of one or another of them.

It was pretty close to 100.

The only difference is that, granted, at one time some of them had not graduated yet.

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You should not imagine that modern day, or those since, college students and graduates are less pathetic.

They just have more modern interfaces for demonstrating to the world just how vulnerable a young mind is to the confidence tricks of degenerates who end up “teaching” at those places.

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We need the counter-freemasons: those who insist on excluding ever greater numbers of people from advanced knowledge, pushing aggressively for illiteracy.

You aren’t making humanity progress. You are just retarding philosophy. And it’s cruel too, because none of those expectations had anything in store for those millions of children but soul-crushing disappointment. That’s why socialism has had such a resurgence, they have somewhere to channel the anger.

That, by the way, is how the first big wave happened. The first time in humanity that great masses of young people signed up to universities, to be lied to, mind raped, and unemployed or employed to a far lesser degree of intellectual stimulation.

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Look me in the face. Tell me 95-99% of these people would not have been considerably happier, maybe even happy, working at the wherever and taking their kids to church, without all that snake oil bullshit, without expecting more from life.

I mean for God’s sake, look at them here going around and around in mindless circles, like mice frenetically looking for an exit that the sceintist has cruelly removed.

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