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At this point in history everyone is a bigot--depending on who you ask. You, dear reader, are a bigot. All I must do to confirm this is ask your enemy and he will tell me so.
I had to go out late last night and I turned on the car radio. Red Eye Radio was on the air. The hosts went on a several minute tirade saying anyone critical of the Israeli bombings and tactics was a genocidal bigot. So if you oppose slaughtering tens of thousands of people, you are now the bigot. It takes an Olympian amount of mental gymnastics for that logic to work.
The world has always been insane, but now the world has fallen off its nut. We don't have a media anymore. We have Pravda established by the power of noise-to-signal ratio. The real journalists get drowned out by the loud barking of the big dogs.
The U.S. Government wants this Gaza fiasco to continue. The U.S. has the power and influence to put a stop to this conflict in the middle east. The truth is that whoever owns the politicians wants endless conflict to continue.
It is very sad and annoying to see cultists on the left, right, center, and extremities toss around words like, "bigot", "racist", "anti-semite", to describe any criticism they don't like. It is the lowest form of yellow mendacity. The words are so often misused that they have lost all meaning in political discourse. At this point everyone is a bigot depending on who you ask. Now when you do encounter a real flesh and blood bigot, it is hard to find an apt word of description since everyone else is now a bigot, too. Just ask their enemies, and they will tell you so.
"As of Monday, Israeli forces have killed at least 18,000 Palestinians in Gaza, including 7,729 children. Israel’s siege has also injured 50,000 Palestinians and dismantled critical health systems in Gaza."
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Red pill hell. A deep dive into devilology.
Is hell a place you go when you die? Or have you already died and gone to hell? What if you are literally in the realm of the dead right now? What if you ARE the dead? Are you merely a shadow, and not really alive?
What if the biological definition of "alive" is wrong, incomplete, false, and of no use to mankind? What if the popular conception of hell is unbiblical and really a savage superstition? What if hell is here, now? What if this current world is a prison for your corpse and the real "you" is asleep at the wheel?
Does a lake of fire and brimstone await your soul for endless torture? Or are you actually in the lake of fire and brimstone now, today? What if you are on fire and don't even know it?
When the old devil is handing out military medals to his army, many Christian pastors and celebrity preachers will get the gold medals.
This article is a short examination of the common false mythos beneath the religious dogma of hell and hellfire. Find out what the Bible really teaches about hell, devils, and damnation. Dear reader, you have likely never been exposed to these ideas before. Click the link:
https://gmkeros.files.wordpress.com/2023/12/ancestors-1.jpgThe last few weeks I have been unduly fascinated by Ancestors: The Humankind Odyssey, a 2019 game that was supposed to make the whole of human evolution playable in a breathtaking journey.
You might think that’s promising a bit much, and it is. The game released to rather critical reviews and never made the impact it was supposed to.
And I see why. The game is intentionally impenetrable. It seems in the beginning it didn’t even have the visual cues for the actions I came to rely on, and even with those barely anything is explained. The tutorial is brief and drops you directly into an intensely dangerous world, and the game delights in telling you it won’t give you further hints.
You start as a tribe of hominids about 10 million years ago (the missing link) and have to make your way to about 2.5 million years ago.
In between you have to steer your hominids, start figuring out the world (horsetail good, mushrooms uuugh but filling), invent the first tools like “stick” and “mud” (a truly versatile tool!), and, well, die a lot.
Everything seems made to kill you. Go too high up the tree and an eagle gets you, go through grass a python gets you, walk through water a crocodile eats you. And then there’s the stalker cat which often comes unannounced and pounces you. And unlike the others the cats will stalk you until they can kill you. I had one follow me from one side of one biome to the other.
https://gmkeros.files.wordpress.com/2023/12/ancestors-2.jpgIn between you carry kids with you, because it’s not important what you do with your current character, unless kids see you do it and learn from it. If you do enough of a particular action neural energy will grow and new neurons will activate. In the end its a skill tree system, even if developing it needs generations, or hundreds of thousands of years and a single character will never survive it. From one generation to the next a limited amount of newly learned skills can be kept, but what you really need to get is mutations. These come randomly with new kids, but they won’t become apparent until you do an evolutionary leap. But you need them because some skills are gated by them, and you won’t be able to progress unless you have them.
It’s all very complicated and worse, barely explained.
Unlike many other games this game has nearly no fantastic elements at all. Everything is based on scientific research, there is no story at all, outside of the story of how humans start becoming bipedal and omnivorous… and start killing everything else I guess. The only element I would term fantastical are the meteors.
Danger, here be spoilers: Every once in a while you discover a new landmark and it triggers a cut scene where meteors rain down on the landscape. These will smoke for a while (multiple generations and even generational leaps), but in the end they stop. If your hominid finds them they will gain further unity with the universe, and they will get a free skill, and all kids present get a mutation. It becomes a convenient shortcut to organize an expedition to a meteor site with as many kids as possible to lock down as many mutations as possible over one or two generations. Of course it turns out all these meteor sites have some rather dangerous wildlife nearby, or are in rather inconvenient sites.
https://gmkeros.files.wordpress.com/2023/12/ancestors-3.jpgEven the actual goal of the game is barely communicated: you have to reach the last evolutionary step in the game, reaching the genus homo ergaster, and then the closing animation plays. I guess it was planned that the next part of the series show the further development, alas I don’t think the game was successful enough. It is rather niche, and the only reason I even got it was because it was part of my Humble subscription at one point. Still. It is an interesting game, and one that I spent a lot of time on. It gives you an appreciation of how far we’ve come, and how dangerous cats used to be. Or still are.
I notice that countless rubes use social media for their daily two minutes of hate. They have endless Goldsteins to shake their fists at, like obedient proles. Like parrots, the other proles chime in and shake their fists and shout at the evil Goldstein of the day.
The Party creates Godlstein. The Party created the two minutes of hate. It' is a show. It is a distraction scam. But the proles believe it is real.
In the meantime the proles love Big Brother, and kneel before him in adulation. None of them realize that their savior is their master.
As long as you spend your energy hating Goldstein you will never be a threat to big brother. But you call yourselves revolutionaries!
I am creating cryptographic primitives to keep my mind in fettle. I will announce my industrial strength toys from this account. If you are interested in novel ideas then you have come to the right place.
If your jeans don't have room for tools, they're not really jeans; they are denim leotards.
I enjoy lights of every kind: neon, led, candle, lamp, torch, flash, strobe and bright eyes. I enjoy natural lights like fireflies, lightning, and stars at night, rays through fog, and campfires. I am a flashlight geek. I own more flashlights than a shark has teeth.
My imperial hobbies include games with crypto, code, and coffee. My imperial toys include text and smolnet tools. When I am not learning new things I like to fist bump clouds and thunderstorms. Righteo, tornado brah.
There are two great opposing forces in the digital universe: The Skinny Jeans Mafia versus the Baggy Jeans Mafia. My camp shall drive those Skinny Jeansters running away crying over spilled espresso.