Greetings Virions,
I apologize for not posting recently. I've been hard at work producing some electronic tracks with some friends, getting my computer business up and running, going to school and working, among other things.
Back then I barely knew the definition of meme but vaguely figured the events transpiring around me had something to do with the concept. I read on an earlier post the great tinkerer was 14. Not to single you out but I do hope you continue to tinker.
Despite all the stupidity going on I make an effort to maintain an extropic attitude, untouched, unmoved, unstained by world pollution, Kosovo, UFO sightings, Billy Boy's sexual prowess(or lack of it)** transvestites jilting their lovers on talk shows, Iraqi bio weapons... Actually I can enjoy this sort of thing, and profit from it. I advise that you all do.
These idiot primates broke records of last years school shootings. Who, where, when will the next record breaking take place?
I'm not calloused or cold-hearted but it seems humanistic to allow the public to be bombarded and victimized by such events til they realize how futile and limited their belief spaces are and realize/overcome religious-ethnic-cultural-sociosexual memes which prevent them from attacking the roots of their problems and not just the branches, beating around the bush.
**He was harassed, but still he spoke with authority. He was, in fact, characteristic of the best type of dominant male in the world at this time. He was fifty-five years old, tough, shrewd, unburdened by the complicated ethical ambiguities which puzzle intellectuals, and had long ago decided that the world was a mean son-of-a-bitch in which only the most cunning and ruthless can survive. He was also as kind as was possible for one holding that ultra-Darwinian philosophy and he genuinely loved children and dogs, unless they were on the site of something that had to be bombed in the National Interest. He still retained some sense of humor, despite the burdens of his almost godly office, and, although he had been impotent with his wife for nearly ten years now, he generally achieved orgasm in the mouth of a skilled prostitute within 1.5 minutes. He took amphetamine pep pills to keep going on his greuling twenty-hour day, with the result that his vision of the world was somewhat skewed in a paranoid direction, and he took tranquilizers to keep from worrying too much, with the result that his detachment sometimes bordered on the schizophrenic; but most of the time his innate shrewdness gave him a fingernail grip on reality. In short, he was much like the rulers of Russia and China. ;-)
from _The Illuminatus! Trilogy_ Robert Shea & Robert Anton Wilson
Trey