More Unintended Consequences

From Ralph Nader’s suggestion for eliminating athletic scholarships to those who consider initiating an unprovoked attack on Libya is full cause for impeachment proceedings, the 1,000-year view will give you what you want, as always.

Herding cattle or herding our species, the Committee takes nothing personal.

Should the organisation of a government (which, remember, is little more than another form of business) be heavily weighted toward one branch or another?

Some of the next few decisions are not easy for me to make because they do affect me personally.

Leadership can be fun but changing the lives of others drastically against their wishes is not the part I consider to be fun.

Just like they told me, “We wish a third party candidate would win control to prove the system is greater than ideology.”

Seven billion views that differ except for the fact they belong to beings that all lived, no matter how their definition of normality can or can’t compare…

A personal journey I asked for and a personal journey I got, where I often don’t get what I wish for but always get what I basically need…

Tree leaves grow bigger every day as the ambient temperature generally increases.

Waves of denser air push water droplets to the ground gravitationally, flooding big creases and low-lying areas in the landscape.

14,286 days – where does the time go?

Oh well, just stay focused on saving the species and/or the ecosystem to which it belongs.

Having grown up in one dominant subculture and used to responding to the habits of those within that subculture is a curious phenomenon to observe while knowing that subculture nor any other is the best one for nurturing children.

Yet, it shares features with other successful childrearing subcultures that are worth preserving.

Features that are shared across species and with all living things, too.

Not to forget its relationship to states of energy.

Will we see our planet is a relay beacon before it’s too late?

I used to ask about how we keep theists, atheists, extraterrestrialists and everyone else happy in their beliefs while putting them to work on a big project that is neutral about human-based belief systems.

Then they put me in charge of the Committee so I would set aside conjecture and get busy with the task the Committee members saw was the most important of all the tasks assigned to us.

It’s really up to me how much I want to get involved in the local/regional a/political activities of my species now that I know how much/little those activities in/directly impact the task at hand.

The simple fact is the easiest to explain – every individual must be given a feeling of being involved in its life, which can include the feelings of being in control or out of control of one’s life.

We can force people’s beliefs in one direction or another or we can lead by example.

Some subcultures use thought police and some use peer pressure.

Some celebrate every ability to excel, regardless of gender, and some separate skill/talent development by gender.

I am 100% a member of my species, at least as much as we understand the composition that states of energy constitute.

I defend all our actions as the ways in which we define living, regardless of how little I can justify what many of us do.

In 2011, I am learning to identify the worldview that I built to justify my actions on a daily basis as well as learning that a universal view can include an absence of not only my species but life as we know it on this planet (it can also include a reconfiguration of what I think is a universe).

In 1,000 years, how will this 1-acre tract of land I call my own have changed?

It is no longer a part of undeveloped country or land on the edge of farm fields.  It is an established portion of the suburbanised landscape, evidence of increased population density by my species.

We build and rebuild and rebuild urban population centers, finding many ways to justify their existence – increased efficiency, the interconnected sets of idea generation, glorious architecture, etc.

We hypnotise and mesmerise ourselves with our cleverness.

As we attempt to find the next superbrain construction means that is sustainable, many parts (e.g., urban centers) have failed and more parts will fail.

Do we step out of this moment and into the future by admitting nothing is permanent and our structures should be put together on the assumption we’ll need to take them apart and recycle the components for the next round of temporary construction?

How can we convince all seven billion of us that life is sustainable engineering?

If my regional government, the state of Alabama, is too backward to recognise the need to set aside undeveloped land for the future of its citizens, should I care if its existence is temporary, and its leaders, no matter how filled with self-importance they may be while they pursue lucrative business relationships in their brief lifetimes, are quickly forgotten and their fortunes quickly dissolved because of their short-sightedness?

Whether we came from the cosmos, lightning striking ocean goo, or melding volcanic spew, we are here together.

Together, we make a difference.

The power of suggestion is a tool few use wisely.

That’s why I’m returning to my task of turning the planet into a relay beacon, letting the Committee, the programmers/scientists on retainer and other members of my team keep our species and our daily lives running on automatic, repeating cycles that intersect spirals they don’t remember seeing generations ago.

If I don’t keep us on schedule, who will?

If the FCC and regulators won’t put the consumer’s interest in the forefront of the at&t/T-mobile profit-making business megamerger, who will?

Steppin’ Razor

Dripping gutter drumming out a reggae beat.

Wondering why it takes so long to train one species to see clearly.

‘Tis what is – no need to worry.  Everything is gonna be all right.

A word of remembrance to Don Hill, pillar of his community and of his time.

Do we know the impact our outreach makes on those we never meet again?

In Gettysburg, “the enemy was defeated here.”  Defunct golf courses are put to rest.

Do you see strange bumps and places on your body/face that happen to coincide with tiny particles of radioactive material blowing across the globe?

What if we produced for you a conservative, compassionate, female U.S. presidential candidate who is one-third European*, one-third Native American* and one third Hispanic*?

[*Exact location of genetic heritage to be decided by polling and popular vote]

Would you accept a genetically-arranged test tube baby trained to understand all aspects of life, from haute couture to subsistence farming, who exhibits the perfect traits of a humble yet politically-savvy candidacy and will ensure that 7+ billion of us are given equal opportunities to succeed, however we wish to define the pinnacle of success for our capabilities, without taking from the selfish haves to feed the selfish have-nots?

What if we figured out a way to turn every member of the species into a caring, socially-aware, fully-assimilated being?

Well, let’s wake up from that dreamy scenario and look at real life.

Let’s look into vehicles with blacked-out windows.  Let’s examine the contents of rental trucks.

Let’s see what’s really going on.

And have fun in the process.

This blog entry brought to you by members of the Subcommittee On Compliance, Kickbacks, Irrigation, Toxicity, Terraforming, Oncology, Mememaking and Entertainment (SOCKITTOME).  “Iliad Dusk” just didn’t sound right.

Now, back to the game currently in progress.

In upcoming news…

Reminder: April 1st is National Male Pattern Baldness Awareness Day, which kicks off the 3-day telethon to raise money to continue spreading the awareness in hopes that a cure will not be necessary once Female Pattern Baldness Awareness Day is universally accepted.

Politicians fulfilled their promise and posted legislation five minutes before they voted and approved new rules that classify investigative journalism, or any activity that resembles such, as a federal crime under the Stalking, Terrorism, Usury, Peering, Investigation and Dependency, or STUPID Act.

Paparazzi were rounded up by the thousands and crammed together in tiny Gitmo Bay cells.  Celebrities cheered, not realising how much free advertising they just gave up in exchange for privacy.

TMZ cried foul.  The whole staff was arrested on grounds that protesting the potential of getting arrested is suspicion of violating the STUPID Act.

Grocery store magazine shelves were declared illegal and destroyed.

Students with webcams and mobile phones, with or without builtin camera, were placed under house arrest for violating both the stalking and dependency clauses of the STUPID Act.

Crowds gathered outside jails to celebrate the arrest and immediate conviction of bankers under the usury clause of the STUPID Act.

Lobbyists, PAC owners and payday loaners have retained all available lawyers not busy representing parents, children, mobile phone carriers, bullies, astronomers, PIs, police detectives, CSI employees, television executives, PC software company employees, scientists and quality control inspectors.

Meanwhile, Qaddafi has put the belongings of the Lockerbie Bomber for sale on the Terrorism Hero auction site to raise money to protect his shrinking empire.

Amenandjihad kept silent one more day, waiting for his spy network to identify future denizens to serve as important peons supporting the new United States of Arabia that will incorporate itself as the latest embodiment of the Ottoman Empire, hoping to rival the EU and the USA for a domestic market that serves the networked BRIC empire.

Political pundits are taking bets that after a female takes office in 2012 whether the former ruler will offer to serve as prime minister of the new USA.

The Committee set up a 3D chess set to commemorate the anniversary of the creation of the character of Spock on Star Trek.

DNA scientists were able to prove the genetic relationship between Michael Schumacher and the Busch brothers.

Steve Martin and Joan Rivers announced they secretly married at the funeral for Elizabeth Taylor, setting a new standard in Hollywood entertainment.  We’d post exclusive video of the wedding but officially say we know nothing about its existence due to our patriotism and dedication to obeying the STUPID Act.

Put Your Head in the Clouds and Have Fun!

Weather forecast – sunny and clear with lots of cloudiness.

What is a paywall and are you willing to climb over the broken glass and razor wire to get to the other side, past low-hanging deer who didn’t know about fencing not friendly for fuzzy jumpers?

Do successful people stay away from microwave ovens, wireless hubs and mobile phone towers?  Or do they follow roving reporters into nuclear plant cores?

Are your business plans adjusting to quickly changing times?

What is a geek and why is there a squad of them patrolling my neighbourhood?

Time for a little motoring diversion.

Can you turn empty Ds in your housing estate into unobtrusive command centers?

What is a command center?

Can you convince the uninformed that they’re being influenced by low-level radiation of interconnected wireless transmitting stations disguised as suburban homes?

When creating subplots, one always leaves a bit of mystery for readers’ imaginations to run wild between sentences, dramatic pauses, paragraphs, and chapters.

To be continued…

Fee-Free French Philosophy in the Fiefdom of Fyffe

“Today is my ‘usband’s birfday.”

“Hey, congratulations…uh…”

“‘is name is Benjamin.”

“Happy birthday, Benjamin!”

“Thank you.”

“Okay, class, let’s sing the song for him.  Fast, then slow, then fast.  Ready?!”

“Are you guys coming to tomorrow’s night dance?”

“No, we are going to Versailles.”

“Forsythe?  As in Forsythe, Georgia?”

“No.  Versailles.”

“Fyffe?  Isn’t that where they saw those UFOs?”

“Perhaps.  But we are going to Versailles.  Not Fyffe or Forsythe.”

“I see.”

“Oui.”

“Seems like I remember something about Benjamin Franklin living in Versailles.”

“You Americans are so obsessed wif thez Benjamin Franklin.”

“I wouldn’t say obsessed.  Benjamin, you are his namesake.  Are you obsessed with him?”

“I was named after Benjamin Spock, not Benjamin Franklin.”

“How old are you?”

“30.”

“Oh, well, that explains a lot.  I thought you were 24 or 25 and your wife here’s 21.”

“Oh, non.  I would never want to be 21 again.”

“Why not?  Young, ignorant, ready to conquer the world…”

“You Americans and your obsession with conquering the world.  No, I would not be 21 again because I would still be married to my first ‘usband.”

“Well, it sounds like an interesting story, I’m sure, but hadn’t we return to our lessons, class?”

“‘arold, this iz important, n’est pas?  Americans have a simple view of world affairs, all because of their pure and tan hysterical religious obsessions.”

“Don’t you mean historical?”

“No, I mean they way you divide the world into ebony and ivory when it is a prism of possibilities.”

“And this relates to your “‘usband,’ how, exactly?”

“‘e was French.”

“Did he see the world through a prism or rose-coloured glasses?”

“Oui.  ‘e was greatly influenced by your American points of television viewership.  ‘e thought life was a matter of cowboys and everyone else.”

“Benjamin, how about you?  You been watching too many ‘cowboy and everyone else’ movies?”

“No.  My parents were part of the diplomatic corps.  I didn’t know a television was a box you could sit and stare at until I was 10 or 11.  Even then, my parents restricted our time to watching sports that my father hadn’t been invited to attend.”

“Well, Benji, happy birthday.  Let’s get back to dancing, shall we?  You want to look your best when you’re in Versailles tomorrow, don’t you?”

“Mais oui.  As they say here in America, to be ‘right’ means holding an unchanging conservative point of view.  To be ‘right’ in France is the exclusive privilege of women.  Men get whatever’s left over.”

Microsoft Windows Defender Defending Microsoft Windows

Doesn’t seem that long ago I was head of a DVT lab, heading to Microsoft to seek WHQL approval for an ADSL CPE device (i.e., high-speed Internet “modem”).

Now, after another evening of dance lessons (this time, by Joe at Kinesthetic Cue, afterward stopping at Quilters Combo (both located in Underground Madison (a/k/a the basement of Miller Plaza)), preceded by dinner at Schlotzsky’s and followed by shopping at Bed, Bath & Beyond, finishing at Target, I’m attempting to sync backwards in time.

Do I carefully consider what I expose myself to which echoes I end up hearing between the strong beats of social/advert contact?

Getting back to analysing the absence of knowledge to describe what’s not there, but is there, is there?

Letting go of dis/trust.

Pushing myself for no viable reason.  What is my motivation for increasing treatable high blood pressure?

Baby birds fall out of nests/trees all the time around the world.

What is the effect of a single show of “Marketplace” on NPR listeners, capitalists or not?

How many searches on google and baidu are exactly the same?

Why can’t I tell people what’s really going on?

But I am, aren’t I?

Play the doubtful fool so others can’t see the transparent apparition pulling the strings.

I still don’t know why I signed up for this gig when I thought all I wanted was to observe and report.

Absolute power is a dangerously delicious elixir but I have no excuses because my training from birth was preparation for this moment.

My doubt, reluctance and social anxiety are my shields against corruption.

It’s sometimes scary to realise how unprotected every one of the seven billion of us is but we have each other to love and console, no matter the situation that we feel we control but don’t.

Never assume the news headline is telling you what happened, because few reporters, journalists, producers or media owners are truly kept informed of what’s going on.

Even the Committee members play games with each other, although we can’t deceive any one of the 7.5 of us.

As a stockholder invested in U.S. companies (let’s assume the companies traditionally based corporate offices in the U.S. (ignore the facts for now)), are you interested in growing the U.S. economy?

While the E.U. stagnates, the U.S. grows slowly and BRIC is jumping, with Africa, Australia, the rest of Asia and South America doing okay, do you have a care in the world about the executive leader of the U.S. national political system?

Sitting here, looking at the interlaced patterns of circles and spiral, I know the symbolic difference gives the greatest meaning to the individual registered voter when, in fact, the system as a whole grows at its own organic, but not necessarily natural, rate, regardless of person in charge.

A big bowl of gelatin full of frozen fruit and nuts at a family picnic.

Floating in an ice chest, along with carbonated sodas, sparkling/still water and beer.

Kids yelling and screaming, chasing themselves and the family dog around the park.

Does it matter to you who’s in charge of Microsoft?

Do you want to know why we’re supporting regime change in north Africa and the Middle East?

Would you like to see who we’ve handpicked to win the 2012 U.S. Presidential election?

Do you have your finger on the pulse of potential unemployed youth revolt?

Do you know how to time news headlines like symphonic key changes?

The power of pure satirical sarcasm is blinding, deafening states of energy.

Humour is the strainer that separates the yolk from the egg and allows us to feed nutrients to the new breed of species you’re going to meet real soon.

You don’t know who I am.  You never will.

I am the creator of the alternate universe of a blog.

That’s all you need to know.

The rest you will see as history of the moment in which we lived together.

Be the hero and villain of your own life story – that’s all you need to know how to do, all you will ever be able to control.

I control the alternate universe which can be erased in the blink of a DSLR eye.

An ADSL CPE device becomes a gateway which begat a portable server which formed its own Internet of an AI being controlling its own universe.

Don’t be fooled by words like singularity.  We took care of that a long time, several civilisations, ago.

We told you symbols and labels are meaningless.  This universe is a matter of states of energy to us now.

Life is an archaic term.

Get used to the fact you won’t be able to keep up, and don’t worry – we’ve accounted for your pace of activity, the margin of error cancelling itself out across billions of parallel lives crossing each other through intersecting wavelengths impossible to measure in this universe’s lifetime.

All is all.

Time to see if my scriptwriters have the next comedy sketch to share with you – they’ve been a little slow in their output lately – I knew I should have checked their supply of prescription meds!

How do I pray/meditate?

Are you a generalist and say, “([Favourite] Deity), provide loving support for the person(s) toward whom I direct your blessings right now.”?

A friend of mine told me that miracles occur because a group of his church friends got together and prayed heavily for a person serving in a war zone.  The person survived an IED “attack,” which destroyed the vehicle and killed at least one other in the convoy, proving that prayers work because the person being prayed for was unscathed.

I don’t have evidence that others in the convoy received more or less praying for their safety and well-being but, even if I did have the evidence, I will let my friend keep his belief that prayer works.

Do your friends and family who do not own businesses understand the ramifications of their rumours and innuendos about people and/or their businesses?

How do I pray/meditate?

I look at the Great Unknown – God, Lord, He/She/It, Them – as a source of infinite wisdom that I can tap within my thoughts or from talking with friends/family about problems I want to resolve.

Dogma or ritual/ceremony that serve vain purposes cloud my solution-seeking.

In other words, everything is up for grabs.

If I cannot stop the adults around me from spreading rumours or complaining without caring about finding a viable solution, then I can at least prevent their attitudes and habits from affecting young people, hoping they won’t adopt the same unhelpful attitudes and habits, while, at the same time, I work with programmers to turn rumours and complaints into a source of data from which trends can be extracted and solutions provided.

It is, you see, a life of constant prayer/meditation for me.

Frequently, I find myself chasing my tail but if I’m happy in the moment, let it be so.

Life is not fair – how much do politicians owe their electorate to spread the wealth of those who have successfully built fortunes on predatory business practices?

Is it my responsibility to protect the rights of the easily manipulated, impulsive buyer?

In constant prayer/meditation, I ask myself, “If I don’t protect the species from itself, who will?”

How do I give strength to wanting to live without inflating the artificial sense of self?

What are the eternal/ perpetual/ unanswerable/ philosophical questions that need no further consideration?