the quest to be the loudest ping

Welcome, One and All to the greatest show on the planet: Existance! Yes, that’s right folks now you too can join in the fun and excitement of living for the sole purpose of becoming a celebrity! You’ll laugh, cry, jump, climb, punch, kick, scream, and kill to reach humanity’s recent goal (which for some i guess you could also call the American Dream) of becoming famous. Don’t be a sap, who reads about THE PEOPLE WHO ARE BETTER THAN YOU in the news, or watches them on tv, or heck, even listen to them in your music. No, you must BE one of THE PEOPLE WHO ARE BETTER THAN YOU…or as most people call them: celebrities! But how do you compete in a world that has six billion others rushing for the same alluding top? Well, I’m glad you asked.
Remember kids, the first rule of becoming famous, is not to be pretty, or smart, or talented. Its to have media attension. You ain’t nobody until your face and name is screamed out over the intercoms across the nations to a bunch of dupes who think its healthy to continually worship worthless shitheads like you. Which brings us to step two.
Don’t let anybody fool you, oh no, YOU ARE BETTER THAN THEM! it doesn’t matter if your only talent is to be able to beat your head against the wall and only suffer minor brain damage…if you have that superior attitude, you can get million to believe that YOU ARE A GOD! they’ll watch your programs, eat your food, and lick the ground you tread…because the media is there to help you out, big buddy. The media is there to not only make you look like the newest diety, it’ll also degrade the masses to a point where they wouldn’t dare question your phoney baloney authority.
So step right up and take your swing, and maybe you’ll be able to be the one in 500 million that’ll join the small fractional percentage that’s leading this world off a cliff.
Lets just hope they don’t catch on anytime soon…

Wake up.
hear and read about the gods.
eat.
drive to work.
hear and see the gods.
work.
worship the gods. give them your money. give them your life.
come home.
talk about the gods. spread their words and their tales.
go to sleep. dream about the gods.
they grow stronger each day.
(repeat…over and over and over…with billions doing the same)

we have no thoughts, we have nothing interesting to say, we consume their fecal matter, and pass the disease on, generation after generation.

No more gods. rebuke the consumption. cure the disease.

Unless…of course you want to become one of them…

so…where do we go from here…or do you need more explaination of what i see? i’d be glad to help.

abraxas applauds … it’s beautiful isn’t it?

Sounds straight out of a George Orwell, or Aldhous Huxley novel. Forget vicarious living, reality TV, and all that tripe. We get Bread and circuses from our leaders while they take our money, lie, and give us our prole feed via the major TV stations.

so heres a problem…i want to stop this machine which i think is leading us to hyper-reality and then to our destruction, and to do that i think i want to get mymessage out. but to get it to be known is to have media attension, to be just another voice in the machine. how do i get on a different path, that’ll get people to hear my ideas and follow them, without just either being part of the machine and become a celebrity, or lead them down a path that’ll end up being yet another machine? is my cause just, or hopeless?

This is a problem that has captivated my attention for a while. New movements (I define movements as anything wherein a large group of people come together for a common purpose. I.E. a business, chess club, etc) come into being and have a lot of impetus out of the gates, but eventually they become a mere decadent shadow of their former self. Who was the genius that said, “Revolutions kill their own children.”? Because that pretty much encapsulates the essence of what i am trying to communicate.

I think loosely defined grass roots movements best for this sort of thing.

As for as celebrities, a lot of philosophers deny greatness, as De’Trop pointed out a day or two ago in another thread, Nietzsche lamented in his book Ecce Homo, “…My greatest fear is that one day i may be pronounced holy…”. I think one can possess momentum without being carried away by that momentum, but few are suited for these noble purposes. Jean Paul Sartre refused the Nobel prize for literature, and was still one of the most, if not the most, influential intellectual of the twentieth century.

“Is your cause just or hopeless?”
I think the most important question is, "Why do you wish to stop this giant media machine which people like Chomsky and Baudrillard have deprecated?