- These performances and images, as a structural element in our culture, offer us only the paralysis of history and the paralysis of memory. And because they embody the abandonment of any history erected on the basis of historical time, they are the f a l s e c o n s c i o u s n e s s o f t i m e .
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So, the thing about the constant re-write of history, and the changing of dialogue and words… is that, pretty soon, everything has become a vicarious fiction. And people say that’s what their life is.
So they’re relating to this vicarious fiction… this, that and the other… “our boys in Afghanistan”… and all this stuff: none of which they’ve participated in in any meaningful manner. Other than having seen it. Or heard a version of it.
And the thing we’re so used to, by now, is the change of language. So I remember, right after this whole 9/11 thing got out of hand, being in Central Park with the Dalai Lama discussing this: how cultures change the words to make the unacceptable normal. And he was talking about “friendly fire.”
The whole idea of “friendly fire.”
We’ve heard it so often that it sounds possible, somehow… “Well, she was killed in friendly fire…” So it doesn’t count.
“The baby was slain by a stray bullet…” So it’s way different from if some soldier had shot her intentionally.
The murder of the child and the woman is unacceptable. Great grief. People suffer. She dies. Her family… it’s real.
And then you put words on it that change it to unreal.
And there is so much of this today, that it’s become very hard to keep track of it. We are immersed and swallowed up by it. We have taken the real-ness out of everything.
Which does not change consequences.
That’s the thing people don’t understand. Until, maybe they caught in a false IBM-alert. And as soon as they take action in the physical world, they understand. Kekkou…
But until they do, as long as it’s just a flickering screen, then the dopamine creates a false sense of security. But it’s a false security in suicide. Truly. Which I see in a lot of people. They imagine this world where we all die. And “it’s okay in the great galactic order of things…” But have you ever been really hurt, or maimed???
If you ever have been incapacitated by something, and you realize it could take months for this to play out – and it’s not the simple movie version where the person smiles and grasps the hand of the loved one and passes peacefully, or is killed instantly by o n e single bullet… but rather this other biological, chaotic, not-so-pleasant thing – it hurts!
And I hear all these people, now, excusing themselves from any participation in doing something about the mess. by taking some giant cosmic view based on the idea that it won’t hurt. And they’ve lost all compassion because, let’s say: it doesn’t hurt you… Well, is that all that matters? What if it hurts your children? What about your dog? Or what about your neighbor? Maybe they don’t go “gentle” into “That Good Night,” the same way that you’re planning to. It’s an incredible level of selfishness, based on just an extraordinarily hard to imagine level of arrogance where it’s all about you.
And yet not you – not your spirit or your soul, or what you really feel, or other stuff which I think is being exterminated… oddly, I think people are losing track of it. When you monetize ethics to the point that we have – and you monetize everything – it’s hard to keep track of that other stuff. But it’s unrealistic, too.
When you look at the Great Depression, and you look at how the wealthy, the unaffected were… then, the people who did suffer horribly: there wasn’t a lot of real compassion for them for a long time. You blamed them for being dirt poor. You blamed them for being ignorant. You blamed them for everything.
And today I’m seeing this switch-over: we’ve gone from militarized talking, where a school-teacher says “boots on the ground,” “robust targets”… to this monetization and corporate talk. So… people’s relationships with each other: “well, it really wasn’t worth it…” Wait! it’s your brother! “Yeah, but, you know, I couldn’t see how I was going to profit from being around him…”
What the hell happened? I’m assuming this has always existed, to some degree, but as an acceptable cultural norm? This is messed up.
Prosperity on that level can only be experienced by people on that level – meaning that certain kind of one-percenter who’s gloating, and saying “look what I got…” And when they say things, it’s shocking… just shocking, the inhumanity of it. And yet it is now becoming the language of success.
That the person who couldn’t figure out that you were screwing them deserves to be screwed. As if we need to spend all of our life protecting ourselves against… you know…
But it’s really a Cargo Cult – speak like them, and you’ll become one of them and you’ll be protected… No you won’t. Not at all.
And when you own all the news stations, you can fake the news and make people invest in the wrong thing and screw them blind.
They changed the rules so that news outlets are now owned by people who have a vested interest in screwing you.
This is wrong.
Because eventually there’s no sense of community. We’re not participating in even local-sized community. We’re not talking. There’s no social contract…
I’m thinking about a generation of children who think that it’s all about winning through any means. And that the people who win – also – get to gloat over the bones of the poor.
That is messed up: but to make it a cultural norm… that is a very special, messed up kind of messed up.
That is a bit concerning.
And the whole idea that it’s going to trickle down and help others… It doesn’t happen. Because their dialogue can only be validated by someone like them.
Just like us, and all the other closed circuits on FB and suchlike. When you scream “this is fucked up,” the people who are listening already know it’s fucked up. And so nothing changes. And so it becomes a social pressure valve, to let the water get hotter and hotter and hotter…
The idea of a catastrophic change…
I don’t know – quite possibly I think the prospect is worse: it is the implosion of ethical life. The implosion of basic human-ness. The good stuff where you stop and help somebody.
And I see people who have no future economically under this system, buying trinkets from the rich, in order to feel like they are something.
Which is tragic. Super-tragic.
But when you’ve monetized the poor to that level, then you have 456 A.D. Rome.
“The barbarians are here!”
Well, no, you made the barbarians. You created your own barbarians.
What does that mean to just regular people who aren’t like that. Who don’t want to be like that?
It means you’re going to watch a circus that you don’t want to be part of.