I had to look up the Dos Equis reference, since we don't appear to have or have had those cute commercials up here. At the same time, however, I am unsure what you mean by 4-d chess. Then again, if I'm like that guy in the commercials, I suppose I could be playing it and not realize it and chalk any 'wins' up to a kind of Peewee Hermanesque 'I meant to do that.'.
Ron, if we make an internal case to hack/question reality as often as we can, if only intellectually/perceptually, though ideally, practically (so the 'movers-and-shakers' get less leg-ups on our asses), we can be like Neo of The Matrix who finally manages to unplug from the manufactured society whose allegory is/was the Matrix. It's my favourite film because of that.
5:00 pm 2025 and I'm still drinking... but unlike our Dos Equis cherry-poppin' daddy's (apparently of course), it's one of those 'faggy' drinks that our late-teen hood used to call them as friendly jabs. I like to think I balance it out, though, by the fact that I can do my own cider and moonshine-- and wine or mead if I tried. So I like to think I've earned my 'faggy' drinks dammit...
But here's a thought: Where would a Long Island Iced Tea be on the drink-gender-preference spectrum? Harvey Wallbanger? Rusty Nail? Margarita? Salt on her rim or sugar? 'Who/What you be bangin' with that rusty nail?' And therein, too, lies an example of the gist of the reality-hack...
If you think it's a good idea to discuss these kinds of things over a crackling fire beyond a certain latitude, how about if it's just one 'node'-- in that case, the allergorical cafe/teahouse-- of a growing string of nodes all around the world that hoover up increasing and willing participants and slowly eat the State like a beneficial cancer?
Zazzy - I know I told you a while back, some of your stuff is funny AF, some flows for me, and some melts my brain.
The above is funny AF - the drinking at 5:00 (not starting, because "It's 5:00 somewhere!"), but "still drinking" at 5:00, making you a confessed "day drinker", and the "faggy" drinks and the inquiry into drink-gender preference spectrum are classic. But seriously worth deeper discussion at the cafe.
But your post in it's entirety, is my the brain-melt spectrum - low end though - so I think I get your larger thesis.
I'm definitely down with the cafe/teahouse's being nodes to eat the State. More enjoyable and not nearly as kinetic as my usual preference. I'm open to site suggestions.
After being "cancelled" by our local newspaper and being personally set up and attacked by them on what was then Twitter, after having 25+ letters published (the paper took a hard left turn after being bought out by USA Today (Gannett)), my last public forum for exercising my First Amendment rights in written form, is my back windshield.
It currently states, "Free the J6 Political Prisoners". However, my thinking for the next installment is, "Break the State". So, we're on the same page, I'm just defaulting to my more kinetic roots.
We live in a small town here - half the people think I'm crazy - and the other half are certain of it. And yes, The Matrix is instructive - a favorite of mine as well.
I sent you a private Substack message. Be sure to select the button to open one or more of more of the messages since part of them may be automatically concealed, to save loading-time perhaps.
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"We live in a small town here - half the people think I'm crazy - and the other half are certain of it." ~ Ron Anselmo
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I think there's something to be said about where/when someone finds out about things not normally within the normal sphere/scope of knowledge and understanding, it can affect their behavior and/or perceived behavior, perhaps almost by necessity.
Like unplugging from the Matrix and sort of freaking out about the 'new' reality that always was, and then on top of that, having to jack back into the unreality for one reason or another.
The folks 'trapped' in it and going along with it almost like they're sleepwalking might see you quite differently, as they should perhaps. Certainly, expressing one's freedoms in those sorts of contexts can take courage and fortitude.
Lastly, if you know engineering, then you likely know the math that if you're crazy in a crazy society, then the two cancel out and you're left with you being likely sane. IOW, crazy ├╖ crazy = sane.
Zazzy - playing that 4-D Chess again, are you? Interesting thought, not surprising, you're an interesting man, do you drink Dos Equis?
~ Hacking Reality With Brother Ron ~
I had to look up the Dos Equis reference, since we don't appear to have or have had those cute commercials up here. At the same time, however, I am unsure what you mean by 4-d chess. Then again, if I'm like that guy in the commercials, I suppose I could be playing it and not realize it and chalk any 'wins' up to a kind of Peewee Hermanesque 'I meant to do that.'.
Ron, if we make an internal case to hack/question reality as often as we can, if only intellectually/perceptually, though ideally, practically (so the 'movers-and-shakers' get less leg-ups on our asses), we can be like Neo of The Matrix who finally manages to unplug from the manufactured society whose allegory is/was the Matrix. It's my favourite film because of that.
5:00 pm 2025 and I'm still drinking... but unlike our Dos Equis cherry-poppin' daddy's (apparently of course), it's one of those 'faggy' drinks that our late-teen hood used to call them as friendly jabs. I like to think I balance it out, though, by the fact that I can do my own cider and moonshine-- and wine or mead if I tried. So I like to think I've earned my 'faggy' drinks dammit...
But here's a thought: Where would a Long Island Iced Tea be on the drink-gender-preference spectrum? Harvey Wallbanger? Rusty Nail? Margarita? Salt on her rim or sugar? 'Who/What you be bangin' with that rusty nail?' And therein, too, lies an example of the gist of the reality-hack...
If you think it's a good idea to discuss these kinds of things over a crackling fire beyond a certain latitude, how about if it's just one 'node'-- in that case, the allergorical cafe/teahouse-- of a growing string of nodes all around the world that hoover up increasing and willing participants and slowly eat the State like a beneficial cancer?
youtu.be/yyrhikYaRrk?si=r7aRNgL9Kyzy-vrY
Stay tuned...
Zazzy - I know I told you a while back, some of your stuff is funny AF, some flows for me, and some melts my brain.
The above is funny AF - the drinking at 5:00 (not starting, because "It's 5:00 somewhere!"), but "still drinking" at 5:00, making you a confessed "day drinker", and the "faggy" drinks and the inquiry into drink-gender preference spectrum are classic. But seriously worth deeper discussion at the cafe.
But your post in it's entirety, is my the brain-melt spectrum - low end though - so I think I get your larger thesis.
I'm definitely down with the cafe/teahouse's being nodes to eat the State. More enjoyable and not nearly as kinetic as my usual preference. I'm open to site suggestions.
After being "cancelled" by our local newspaper and being personally set up and attacked by them on what was then Twitter, after having 25+ letters published (the paper took a hard left turn after being bought out by USA Today (Gannett)), my last public forum for exercising my First Amendment rights in written form, is my back windshield.
It currently states, "Free the J6 Political Prisoners". However, my thinking for the next installment is, "Break the State". So, we're on the same page, I'm just defaulting to my more kinetic roots.
We live in a small town here - half the people think I'm crazy - and the other half are certain of it. And yes, The Matrix is instructive - a favorite of mine as well.
I sent you a private Substack message. Be sure to select the button to open one or more of more of the messages since part of them may be automatically concealed, to save loading-time perhaps.
---
"We live in a small town here - half the people think I'm crazy - and the other half are certain of it." ~ Ron Anselmo
---
I think there's something to be said about where/when someone finds out about things not normally within the normal sphere/scope of knowledge and understanding, it can affect their behavior and/or perceived behavior, perhaps almost by necessity.
Like unplugging from the Matrix and sort of freaking out about the 'new' reality that always was, and then on top of that, having to jack back into the unreality for one reason or another.
The folks 'trapped' in it and going along with it almost like they're sleepwalking might see you quite differently, as they should perhaps. Certainly, expressing one's freedoms in those sorts of contexts can take courage and fortitude.
Lastly, if you know engineering, then you likely know the math that if you're crazy in a crazy society, then the two cancel out and you're left with you being likely sane. IOW, crazy ├╖ crazy = sane.