Sunday, 10 November 2019

DELUGE

















Spike:
I want to Save The World.

Buffy:
You do remember that you're a vampire, right?

Spike:
We like to talk big — Vampires do. 
"I'm going to destroy The World." 
That's just tough guy talk. 
Strutting around with your friends over a pint of blood. 

The Truth is, I like This World. 
You've got... dog racing, Manchester United. 

And you've got People.

Billions of people walking around like Happy Meals with legs. 

It's all right Here. 

But then, someone comes along with a vision, with a real... passion for destruction. 

Angel could pull it off. 
Goodbye, Piccadilly. Farewell, Leicester bloody Square. 
You know what I'm saying?










Older Than Television: In the 1933 film Deluge, New York City is flooded. The Empire State Building is knocked down by the wall of water, but the Statue of Liberty remains standing.

Played straight in The Day After Tomorrow, where pretty much every New York City landmark survives the flooding of the city and the subsequent hard freeze. Roland Emmerich confided that the Statue of Liberty would be turned over by the force of the massive amount of water flowing around it but said he wanted to create a symbol of American values that stood up to the forces.


In the movie version of Logan's Run, when Logan 5 and Jessica 6 reach the ruined city, we know its Washington DC because the Lincoln Memorial, Washington Monument, and National Archives are still standing. Vine-covered and weathered, but still standing.
 
In Resident Evil: Extinction, Las Vegas is buried in sand, but the monuments of the strip are still there and 

Downplayed example in 1983's The Day After. Towards the end, Dr. Oakes is wandering the ruins of what was Kansas City, and finds the stump of the Liberty Memorial tower; some of words on the monument are still visible even though the tower itself is gone.

Independence Day creates a "Funny Aneurysm" Moment at one point in a shot of a devastated New York City. The World Trade Center is still standing, with only a few large chunks ripped out of it here and there. Also, most everything in Los Angeles is reduced to rubble except the scorched and battered but still recognisable palm trees.note Less silly than it sounds: They evolved to stand up to regular hurricanes, after all. To let you know that yes, that was Los Angeles.

Thursday, 7 November 2019

Soup





You ever make soup? Cut up the meat, vegetables, add broth, cook it for a couple hours.
You ever try to unmake soup? I'm part of him.
And the only way you're gonna get me out without killing him is if I decide to leave on my own.
There it is.
Now you see.



Okay.
I think I understand.
It's not about being alone, or about being in love.
It's about the things you survived.
And as it's written, "The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places." 


Go on.
- [SIGHS.]
It's not the story of a little girl whose mommy couldn't hug her who grew up wishing a prince's kiss could erase all her damage.
It's about the damage itself, and how it makes us strong, not weak.
You survived the bullies and the way they made you feel.
You cut yourself with the dullest blade 'cause it felt the worst I know that life, - 'cause I lived it, too.
- I know.
And then I met you, and it was true love.
Like in a fairy tale.
This isn't a fairy tale.
[DAVID CHUCKLES.]
It is for me.
Do you know what love is? It's a hot bath.
What happens to things when you leave them in a bath for too long? Huh? They get soft.
Fall apart.
[EXHALES SHARPLY.]
I read that story collection.
The one in your book.
At first, I was confused, you know Why is she carrying around this sordid tale of sex clubs and drug addicts and And then I read this "Junkies and masochists and hookers, and those who have squandered everything are the ring of brightest angels around heaven." 
It's a war baby, This Life.
The things we endure.
You said you saw the future, and it's an apocalypse.
Who survives that the lovers or the fighters? They sell us this lie that love's gonna save us.
All it does is make us stupid and weak.
- [SCOFFS.]
Thanks.

Look at me.
Love isn't gonna save us.
It's what we have to save.
Pain makes us strong enough to do it.
All our scars, our anger, our despair It's armor.
Baby, God loves the sinners best 'cause our fire burns bright, bright, bright.
Burn with me.
[EXHALES.]

Men of Bats





…Ten days' journey west of the Ammonians, along the belt of sand, there is another similar salt-hill and spring. This place, called Augila, is also inhabited and it is here that the Nasamonians come for their date harvest. 

Again at the same distance to the west is a salt-hill and spring, just as before, with date palms of the fruit-bearing kind, as in the other oases; and here live the Garamantes, a very numerous tribe of people, who spread soil over the salt to sow their seed in. 

From these people is the shortest route—thirty days' journey—to the Lotophagi; and it is amongst them that the cattle are found which walk backwards as they graze. The reason for this curious habit is provided by the formation of their horns, which bend forwards and downwards; this prevents them from moving forwards in the ordinary way, for, if they tried to do so, their horns would stick in the ground. 

In other respects they are just like ordinary cattle—except for the thickness and toughness of their hide. 

The Garamantes hunt the Ethiopian hole-men, or troglodytes, in four-horse chariots, for these troglodytes are exceedingly swift of foot—more so than any people of whom we have any information. 

They eat snakes and lizards and other reptiles and speak a language like no other, but squeak like bats.

The Next World






I was wrong. 

I thought after living behind these walls for so long that... maybe they couldn't learn. 

But today... I saw what they could do, what we could do, if we work together. 

We'll rebuild the walls. 
We'll expand the walls. 
There will be more. 
There's gotta be more. 

Everything Deanna was talking about... is possible. 

It's all possible. I see that now. 

When I was out there... with them... when it was over... when I knew we had this place again... 

I had this feeling.




It took me a while to remember what it was... 
because I haven't felt it since before I woke up in that hospital bed.





( crying ) 

I want to show you The New World, Carl. 
I want to make it a reality for you. 

Please, Carl... let me show you. 

Plea-- please, son, don't die.



THE PORCH IS NEITHER INSIDE NOR OUTSIDE OF THE HOUSE




“The Blue Degrees are but the outer court or portico of the Temple. 


Part of the symbols are displayed there to the Initiate, but he is intentionally misled by false interpretations. 

It is not intended that he shall understand them; but it is intended that he shall imagine he understands them. 






Their true explication is reserved for the Adepts, 
The Princes of Masonry. 










The whole body of the Royal and Sacerdotal Art was hidden so carefully, centuries since, in the High Degrees, as that it is even yet impossible to solve many of the enigmas which they contain. 

It is well enough for the mass of those called Masons, to imagine that all is contained in the Blue Degrees; and whoso attempts to undeceive them will labor in vain, and without any true reward violate his obligations as an Adept.










Masonry is the veritable Sphinx, buried to the head in the sands heaped round it by the ages.”

Albert Pike, 
Morals & Dogma

Affected Pretend Frenchmen



You see? It's like wiping your arse with silk. 
I love it.
– The Frenchman.

I’m so sick of his bullshit.
— The Frenchman’s Wife



No chance, English bed-wetting types!
Ah farte en your generale direction. !! – Your Mother was an amster, and Your Father smelt of elderberries..!!





ICLC Labor Day Conference September 1, 1996
Panel--From Napoleon to Nashville:

The first hour of the panel was a discussion of the birth of the Nation-State in France under Louis the 11th and the subsequent efforts by the Venetian Empire in bringing about its downfall.

The creation of the Jacobin Terror, and rise of Napoleon Bonaparte as a Corsican terrorist foisted on France as a tin-horn dictator used to embroil Europe in permanent warfare.

Napoleon himself pays the conference a visit in order to explain his viewpoint of why he is the Master of the Universe.

The second hour of the panel was a discussion of Napoleon Bonaparte as the first modern Fascist with the showing of an extremely rare silent film. 

Following his defeat at Waterloo, the Bonaparte family escaped to the United States and became a part of the aristocratic disease contributing to the Southern slaveocracy. 

Napoleon himself makes a return to deal with the awful things being said about him with the help of a General from the Confederacy



We are here to speak with the Merovingian.

Well, of course.
He has been expecting you.
Follow me.


Here he is at last.
Neo, the One himself.
Right?
And the legendary Morpheus.
And Trinity, of course.
I have heard so much.
You honor me. Please, sit. Join us.
This is my wife, Persephone.
Something to eat? Drink?
Of course, such things are contrivances, like so much here.
For the sake of appearances.


No, thank you.


Yes, of course. Who has time?
Who has time? 
But then, if we do not ever take time, how can we ever have time?

Chteau Haut-Briond, 1959.
Magnificent wine.
I love French wine like I love the French language.
I have sampled every language. 
French is my favorite. Fantastic language...
...especially to curse with.
You see? It's like wiping your ass with silk. I love it.

You know why we are here.


I am a trafficker of information.
I know everything I can.
The question is, do you know why you are here?

We are looking for the Keymaker.


Oh, yes, it is true.
The Keymaker, of course.
But this is not a reason, this is not a why.
The Keymaker himself, his very nature, is a means, it is not an end.
And so to look for him is to be looking for a means to do...
...what?


You know the answer to that question.


But do you?
You think you do, but you do not.
You are here because you were sent here.
You were told to come here, and then you obeyed.
It is, of course, the way of all things.
You see, there is only one constant one universal. 
It is the only real truth.
Causality.
Action, reaction.
Cause and effect.


Everything begins with choice.


No. Wrong.
Choice is an illusion created between those with power and those without.
Look there at that woman.
My God, just look at her...
...affecting everyone around her.
So obvious, so bourgeois, so boring.
But wait.
Watch. You see, I have sent her
a dessert...
...a very special dessert.
I wrote it myself.
It starts so simply...
...each line of the program creating
a new effect, just like...
...poetry.
First... a rush, heat. Her heart flutters.
You can see it, Neo, yes?
She does not understand why.
Is it the wine? No.
What is it then? What is the reason?
And soon it does not matter.
Soon the why and the reason are gone... and all that matters is the feeling itself.
And this is the nature of the universe.
We struggle against it, we fight to deny it...
...but it is, of course, pretense.
It is a lie.
Beneath our poised appearance...
...the truth is, we are completely...
...out of control.
Causality. There is no escape from it.
We are forever slaves to it.
Our only hope, our only peace, is to understand it, to understand the why.
"Why" is what separates us from them... you from me.
"Why" is the only real source of power.
Without it, you are powerless.
And this is how you come to me,
without why, without power.
Another link in the chain.
But fear not.
Since I have seen how good you are at following orders,
I will tell you what to do next.
Run back and give the fortuneteller
this message:
Her time is almost up.
Now I have some real business to do,
so I will say adieu and goodbye.


This isn't over.


Oh, yes, it is.
The Keymaker is mine, and I see no reason why I should give him up.
 No reason at all.
Where are you going?


Please, ma chrie, I have told you.
We are all victims of causality.
I drank too much wine,
I must take a piss.
Cause and effect. Au revoir.

Touch me and that hand will never touch anything again.


Well, that didn't go so well.
Are you certain the Oracle didn't say anything else?


Yes.

Maybe we did something wrong.


Or didn't do something.
No, what happened couldn't have happened any other way.


How do you know?


We are still alive.

If you want the Keymaker, follow me.
Get out.
I am so sick and tired of his bullshit.
On and on. Pompous prick.
A long time ago, when we first
came here, it was so different.
He was so different.
He was like you.
I'll give you what you want,
but you have to give me something.
-What?
-A kiss.
Excuse me?
I want you to kiss me
as if you were kissing her.
-Why?
-You love her. She loves you.
It's all over you both.
A long time ago,
I knew what that felt like.
I want to remember it.
I want to sample it. That's all.
Just a sample.
-Why don't you sample this instead?
-Trinity.
Such emotion over something so small.
It's just a kiss.
Why should we trust you?
If I don't deliver you to the Keymaker,
she can kill me.
All right.
But you have to make me believe
I am her.
All right.
Terrible. Forget it.
Wait.
Okay.
Yes.
That's it.
I envy you. But such a thing
is not meant to last.
Come with me.

The First Human



“I was Hurt in a FALL, You Might Say.”


ABRAHAM, 
The Father of Nations :
[Sighs] 
I like the way you call bullshit. 
So let me return the favor. 
The next thing you're gonna tell me is that you'll go and that I can stay. 
Because I know you didn't like hearing yourself just say that,
"Maggie's gotta take care of Maggie." 
I know those words are gonna choke in your ears a good, long while and you're gonna wanna make up for even thinking that. 
Am I right? 


Yeah. 

ABRAHAM, 
The Father of Nations :
We lay our Big Meaties across the chopping block ahead of someone else's. 

It's ALWAYS for Someone Else. 


Both of us know, if we're gonna kick, there sure as hell better be a point to it. 
So maybe we feel there was a-a point to all of this. 
Alpha to Omega. 
Whether it's on The Battlefield or The Beach or somewhere out there today. 

Maggie -- She's carrying The Future. 




You're right. 
[Sniffles] 
I knew how this was gonna end. 

ABRAHAM, 
The Father of Nations :
C'mon. Layin' your ass on the line for someone else, tearin' it to shreds for 'em -- 
You said it before. 
Oh, my, that is living. 

[Chuckles] 
You're an idiot. 


ABRAHAM, 
The Father of Nations :
I never said otherwise. 
[Sighs]




Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog!
Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity
The slave of nature and the son of hell!
Thou slander of thy mother's heavy womb!
Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins!
Thou rag of honour! thou detested--

GLOUCESTER
Margaret.

QUEEN MARGARET
Richard!

GLOUCESTER
Ha!

QUEEN MARGARET
I call thee not.

GLOUCESTER
I cry thee mercy then, for I had thought
That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter names.

QUEEN MARGARET
Why, so I did; but look'd for no reply.
O, let me make the period to my curse!

GLOUCESTER
'Tis done by me, and ends in 'Margaret.'

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Thus have you breathed your curse against yourself.




Well, The First Human Being is a Murderer, 
and not only a Murderer, but a Murderer of his own brother. 

And so, you know, the Old Testament, that’s a hell of a harsh book. And you might think, well, 'Maybe that’s a little bit too much to bear.'

And then you might think, 
And 
'Yea, and maybe it’s true, too.'



"And Adam knew Eve his wife; and she conceived, and bare Cain, and said, I have gotten a man from the Lord."

This is after Adam and Eve have been chased out of the garden of Eden. What’s really cool about this—I really think that the Cain and Abel story is the most profound story I’ve ever read, especially given that you can tell it in 15 seconds. I won’t, because I tend not to tell stories in 15 seconds, as you may have noticed. But you can read the whole thing that quickly. It’s so densely packed that it’s actually unbelievable.

Ok, so the first thing is that Adam and Eve are not the first two human beings. Cain and Abel are the first two human beings. Adam and Eve were made by God, and they were born in paradise. It’s like, what kind of human beings are those? You don’t know any human beings like that. Human beings aren’t born in paradise and made by God. Human beings are born of other human beings. That’s the first thing. It’s post-fall. We’re out in history, now. We’re not in some archetypal beyond—although we are still, to some degree. Not to the degree that was the case with the story of Adam and Eve. We’ve already been thrown out of the garden; we’re already self-conscious; we’re already awake; we’re already covered; we’re already working. We’re full-fledged human beings. So you have the first two human beings: Cain and Abel; prototypical human beings.

What’s cool is that humanity enters history at the end of the story of Adam and Eve, and then the archetypal patterns for human behaviour are instantaneously presented. It’s absolutely mind boggling, and it’s not a very nice story. They’re hostile brothers. They’ve got their hands around each other’s throats, so to speak, or at least that’s the case in one direction. It’s a story of the first two human beings engaged in a fratricidal struggle, that ends in the death of the best one of them. That’s the story of human beings in history. If that doesn’t give you nightmares, you didn’t understand the damn story.

Now, in these hostile brother stories, which are very, very common, often the older brother—Cain—has some advantages. He’s the older brother, and, in an agricultural community, the older brother generally inherited the land, and not the younger brothers. And the reason for that was, well, let’s say you have like eight sons, and you have enough land to support a bit of a family, and you divide among your eight sons, and they have eight sons, and they divide it among their eight sons. Soon, everyone has a little postage stamp that they can stand on and starve to death on. And so that just doesn’t work. You hand the land in a piece to the eldest son, and that’s just how it is. It’s tough luck for the rest of them, but at least they know they’re gonna have to go and make their own way. It’s not fair, but there’s no way of making it fair.

Well, you might say the oldest son has an additional stake in the stability of the current hierarchy. He has more of a stake in the status quo. That makes him more of an emblematic representative of the status quo, and, perhaps, more likely to be blind in its favor. It’s something like that. That motif creeps up very frequently in the hostile brothers archetypal struggle. The story of Cain and Abel fits this pattern, because Cain is the one who won’t budge, and who won’t move. He’s stubborn. Whereas the younger son, who’s Abel, is often the one who’s more…Not so much of a revolutionary, but, perhaps, more of a balance between the revolutionary and the traditions, whereas the older son tends to be more traditionalist-authoritarian—in these metaphorical representations, at least.

"And Adam knew Eve his wife; and she conceived, and bare Cain, and said, I have gotten a man from the Lord." 

There’s the first human being: Cain. I told you that the Mesopotamians thought that mankind was made out of the blood of the worst demon that the great goddess of chaos could imagine. Well, the first human being is a murderer, and not only a murderer, but a murderer of his own brother. And so, you know, the Old Testament, that’s a hell of a harsh book. And you might think, well, maybe that’s a little bit too much to bear. And then you might think, yea, and maybe it’s true, too. So that’s something to think about.

Human beings are amazing creatures. To think about us as a plague on the planet is its own kind of bloody catastrophe—malevolent, low, quasi-genocidal metaphor. But that doesn’t mean that we aren’t without our problems. The fact that this book, that sits at the cornerstone of our culture, would present the first man as a murderer of his brother, is something that should really set you back on your heels.