Doomsday Defence

 

So, imagine the girlfriend going off to college, discovering all these new ideas and brilliant professors. The blue-collar boyfriend tries to read some of her books... You know, to show that he has an interest in her interests. So the girl breaks up the relationship. The boy's world is shattered. His own personal apocalypse. But in his madness, he finds... 

Now, this is very good. 

In his madness, he finds an explanation for his unhappiness. 

Nostradamus, you see, wasn't predicting world events. 

He was predicting the cataclysmic events of this poor boy's life. So, fulfilling the prophecies as he interpreted them, he kills his ex-girlfriend's teacher... With a pickax. 

What the hell's going on here?

The Writer :

I'm profiling. 

Based on what?

The Writer : 

The coded message. I cracked it. 

You see, "The voice in holy woods"... 

Refers to the hollywood movie house theater,

currently showing an orson welles film festival. 

Orson welles was the voice-over narrator 

of a film called the man who could see tomorrow, 

a documentary about... Nostradamus.

 

Mr. Chung, can I have a word 

with you just for a moment? 

The Writer :

Certainly. 

Yes, uh, excuse me, please. 

The Writer :

I thought that was very good. 

I thought you promised 

you'd be An Observer here. 

The Writer :

Well, that was before I realised 

how similar our jobs are --

You see, based on some vague details and notions, 

you try to sketch out a person's past, 

in order to imagine their future actions. 

Detection. Dramaturgy — It's all the same. 

Yeah. You can't 

erase blood. 

"Don't be dark," say Selfosophists. 

But how can you not be when your job is to

the agony and humiliation of being a human... Is in every line I've ever written, and it's written in every line... On the face of Frederick Blork. God, I love his face... Not in that way. No one could love his face that way. It's hideous. But beauty is not always found in the beautiful. Just as sanity is not always found in the insane. There's nothing to connect ratfinkovich's assailant... With chung's threatener, and yet... Such a frustrated reaction to the story... Suggests someone unaccustomed to insubordination. His profession might be dictatorial in nature... Complete control over his underlings. A management executive or a foreman... Or maybe a writer. Mr. Chung is writing. He's not to be disturbed by anybody. Mcgrane: by anybody? I'm rocket mcgrane. Mcgrane punches newton right in the balls, knocking him out. Boy, my writing's really improved since I got this new software. Dissolve to... Rico chung's office... Night. In his palatial office, the cocky hack cranks out more venomous fiction, cackling with snotty glee. 

We've still gotta track down this killer... 
Before he attacks his third targeted 

Antichrist as your profile predicted. 

No, that wasn't mine... 

It was Chung's profile that 

predicted this murder.

 Peter Watts :

Are you suggesting we recruit Jose Chung 

to be in The Millennium Group? 

Jose Chung :

I've come up with a new profile. 

My secret admirer is A Writer. 

Frank Black :

That conforms with my profile. 

How did you come up with that? 

The Writer :

Well, he... He sent me another gift today. 

Now, read... Read the inscription. 

Frank Black :

Uh, "Here's what a real Writer does...

Enlightens while he entertains. 

Plus, the murder victim is 

a famous author. Hint, hint." 

The Writer :

Only The Writer would send that. 

A Writer needs everybody 

to read and love His Work, 

even people he wants to kill. 

Frank Black :

This was written 

by Onan Goopta. 

The Writer :

Ghostwritten and "Ghostbought" by Selfosophists. 

On a regular basis, they go into stores and 

buy multiple copies of Goopta's books, just so 

they land on the best-seller list. It's so brilliant.

 

You know, I've been thinking of creating 

my own army of surplus-book buyers. 

Frank, come join me. 

Mr. Chung, the continuation of your threateners... You know, maybe he'll be there tonight. Be where tonight? Oh, I'm doing a signing at bartleby's books. Mr. Chung, you're already courting disaster by staying here, let alone making a public appearance. Monsieur noir, unlike serial-killer profiling, writing is a very depressing and lonely profession. Any chance I get to make contact with my readers, I must take. It gives me the will to go on. ♪♪ this is how it will all end. Not with floods, earthquakes, falling comets... Or gigantic crabs roaming the earth. No. Doomsday will start... Simply out of indifference. I'm sorry. I guess I'm a little bitter... Because nobody came for me to sign my freakin' books! If you don't mind my asking... You're writing a book about the millennium, and yet you don't believe in any of the prophesies. At the start of the '90s, they predicted major breakthroughs for the neurosciences. "The decade of the brain," it was supposed to be. Instead, it was the decade of... Body piercing. Now, why should the millennium predictions be any more accurate? But there's the religious component. Do you not believe in god, either? Oh, there are times when I've been, yes, a devout believer. And other times, I, uh, have been a staunch atheist. And sometimes, I've been both... During the course of the same sexual act. Don't be dark. Oh. Personally, I think this is a very significant time in mankind's history. But that's what every man throughout history has said about his time. Look at all these books. So much significance. But will they still exist a thousand years from now? One, maybe two writers will still be read. Can you name the two? Well, shakespeare and... That's one. Shakespeare and chung. Oh. No. Thank you. No. Shakespeare and goopta. Goopta? Selfosophists have gone to great lengths... To safeguard the eternal circulation of his writing. They may not be read by the end of the next millennium, but they still certainly, certainly will literally exist. How the hell would they preserve these for that long? If I told you, I would have to kill you. How I wish that was a joke. I'm sorry I haven't read more of your books. Oh. I'm sorry I had to cut you and your group out of my new book.

Set and Setting

‘I took mushrooms and 

went to Astroworld and 

I had a really bad time.’

 You’re a moron. 

They are sacred. 

Go to nature. 

Who wants to be on The Black Dragon, tripping.

 I would fucking be puking, man, about fifty 

yards, with each hurl of The Black Dragon. 

(screeches) Possessed Dragon. 

The Matrix Resurrections - The Game Awards Clip

"I just think it’s interesting to see how people act on their beliefs, you know what I mean? Cos all your beliefs, they’re just that. They’re nothing, they’re how you were taught and raised. That doesn’t make ’em real. That’s why I always recommend a psychedelic experience, cos it does make you realise everything you learned is in fact just learned and not necessarily true.

…..there’s dick jokes on the way, please relax. (laughs) You’re going, ‘This guy better have some good dick jokes, I’ll tell you that, honey. I mean, this guy better have a big, long, purple-vein dick joke to pull himself out of this comedy hole.’ Throw down the big purple-vein dick and I crawl out of it and that’s gonna be The Joke at The End. Ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, hey, The Clown got The Laugh : cool.”

VHS

 

Cheques, Lies and Videotape

It follows the development of releasing Doctor Who episodes on VHS, with several people who grew up obtaining VHS and how they all felt about retrieving Doctor Who episodes, including purchasing them for ridiculous prices on the "black market." 

 Points made in the documentary include: 

The original prices of VHS in 2009 currency. 

The differences between Target Books' novelisations and the actual episodes. 

The deterioration of generation copies made from off-air recordings. 

What was it like in the days before commercially released videos, when TV was as ephemeral a medium as theatre? 

How did Doctor Who fans enjoy old episodes of their favourite programme? 

All is revealed in this new documentary.

The People at The Top Don't Want to HEAR This --

CNN, Feynman and the Challenger disaster

"The People at The Top don’t 

want to HEAR This --"

…which is of course The Reason behind every 

Soviet Cosmonaut Death in Space —

Dr. Strangelove : 

Of course, the whole point of a 

Doomsday Machine is lost,…. 

if you keep it a SECRET! 

Why didn't you tell 

The World, EH?

Ambassador de Sadesky: 

It was due to be announced at 

The Party Congress on Monday. 

As you know, The Premier 

loves surprises.

Dr Strangelove: 'Why didn't you tell the world - eh!?'

Sutekh, The Hyksos and Isomorphism

Plato's Pharmacy -- 

"Pharmakos"

"Offscourings" ---  Pharmakos (n.), 

a human scapegoat.

During the Thargelia, but 

also during adverse periods 

such as plague and famine,

 Athenians and Ionians 

expelled scapegoat(s), who

 were called 'offscourings', 

in order 'to purify' the cities.

The Cat sat on The Ma'at.

The Witchcraft of Salem Village

"Now, Derrida -- Foucault was the teacher of Derrida at the E.N.S. --Foucault took Derrida with him to visit the inmates at the mental hospital of St. Annes.

Derrida has been somewhat less publicly flamboyant than Foucault but he is no less of an irrationalist he's probably a more effective one; 

He is the child of a Serpharic Jewish Family living in Algeria -- he was very young, when he had the experience of being buried alive --

He was locked in a coffin-shaped Cedar Chest by his sister; he later managed to escape alive, but he was traumatised by the belief that he had died and been brought back from The Dead....

From this grew his identification with The Isis-Osiris Myth in which Isis of course brings Osiris back from The Dead; but this also implied fora an obsession with castration, which he told his students had suggested to him the the title for one of his early books, "Disseminations".

Derrida's irrationalism was later fuelled by the mystical writings of the Kabbalah -- very important -- and by his devotion to the satanic degenerate Antonin Artaud, of The Theatre of Cruelty, some people may remember this, too.

He was somebody who had spent about a decade of his own life in a mental institution. Derrida was jailed in 1981 by the Czechoslovakian Communist Regime on on charges of drug trafficking, but these these charges were never proven --

Some of the best one-liners about Derrida come from Foucault, during the period when these two were quarreling -- During the 1970s Foucault said that Derrida was a terrorist and an obscurantist who deliberately wrote in such a way as to be impossible to understand, so he could then lash-out at his critics, as cretins who were incapable of understanding the profoundness of his Thought;

The best summary from Foucault : -- "Derrida is the kind of philosopher, who gives bullshit a bad name." 

Now we can we can turn the lights on we don't need this at the moment we have one more deid DA's opaque doctrines are a philosophy of anglo-american destabilization from the word go his big publishing breakthroughs came in 1967 and ke lectures were delivered at the height of the May 1968 riots that led to the overthrow of General Charles deal the best government that France had seen in many Ages 

Derrida was a Leading Light of the click around the magazine Tel Kel which was one of the theoretical mouthpieces of this Rebellion now deconstruction deconstruction is an attack on the judeo-christian Western European civilization it is an attack that is powered Above All by rage DEA hates and resents reason and creativity in these he identifies with the Epic of Christian creationism and infinitism when these appropriate the resources of Greek conceptuality that is from his book on grammatology in other words derida hates Plato he hates Apostolic Christianity as exemplified by St John St Paul St Augustine and other patristic writers he hates the entire edifice of Western Civilization based on Christian platonism and in this he follows mentors like n who claim to be Socrates in Reverse or diogenes who defined himself as Socrates gone mad 

Most of all Derrida hates The Logos -- this in the Greek means word or discussion, perhaps ordering, lawfulness but finally reason -- The Logos is reason. 

In Plato's Dialogues, The Spoken Word is The Path to refining and improving The Logos or Reason — later, Christ came into The World as The Word of God; and in another moment of The Christian Trinity, The Holy spirit is the logos which proceeds from The Son of God and which abides with human beings  — Derrida wishes to reject all of this, and all of the implications -- 

Derrida says that Western European culture is guilty of Logocentrism -- The Western cultural Paradigm has contained within it, the aspiration to be based on reason : this has to be rejected. 

The Western cultural-Paradigm also gives priority to speech and to The Spoken Word -- you can compare this to to other cultures around The World, but this is not the case; 

Most literature was originally designed to be read aloud or or even sung, from Plato's dialogues to Dante to Petrarch to Shakespeare to Schiller --- and this is the hated Phonocentrism, which Derrida also wants to get rid of ---

Derrida delves into Plato in an attempt to show that the overtones of The Platonic Logos are exclusively paternal and male-dominated -- this gives rise to the further charge of phalogocentrism, and of course soon enough that turns into phalocentrism in the writings of the Menads of Feminist literary Theory today --

Derrida follows his Nazi Guru Heidegger in concluding that the real problem in The West is that our culture is permeated by what he calls 'metaphysics' -- Heidegger had railed against the metaphysics of presence and against metaphysics in general.

For Derrida, 'metaphysics' evidently means anything that cannot be boiled-down to Sense-Certainty. 

Derrida seems sees 'metaphysics' as The Enemy that must be destroyed and under this heading he lumps God, The Self, The Soul, The Human Individual, Causality, Substance Essence, Idea, Action and virtually any concept of any importance turns out to be 'metaphysical' -- these have to go, of course for reasons that are never really uh explained --

And of course for Derrida,  Language is this self-contained formal system of signs with no connection to any reality, concept or thing -- 

Back during the Weimar Republic in the 20s and 30s in Germany the pro-Nazi Heidegger and others referred to their battle against 'metaphysics' with the name destrution or destruction -- and destruction was the first name that Derrida ever gave to his own method.... 

Parallels have been drawn from Deconstructionism to Zen and above all to The Sufism of Al-Gazali whose destruction is in effect a deconstruction of Al-Farrabi and Ibn Sinna attempting to play on their supposed self-contradictions and writers on postmodernism have called attention to this --

a dozen years ago larouche authored a new standard American English curriculum for Effective US public schools in which he outlined the requirements for illiterate language setting out to express the geometric complexity of reality according to larouche this would include seven grammatical cases nine tenses five moods an active and passive voice non-reflexive and self-reflexive features and a vocabulary of 50,000 to 100,000 words including a very well-developed verb system this would therefore mean the ability to express at least 1,260 degrees of geometric freedom 

But of course, for the radical nominalist, paranoid-schizophrenic Derrida, 

Language has nothing 

to DO with reality — 

Derrida sides above all with the Linguistics of Ferdinand of Geneva, which accomplished a massive deterioration in these Language Studies by abandoning all idea of Historical analysis —

For Derrida, The Word as A Sign does not lead to A Concept or An Object, but it only leads you to other signs  — take for example, the word “cat”. 

Okay,  “cat” is A Word that leads you to the furry feline, right?

Right, but no — according to Derrida, this word by itself means nothing,  it only means something because it's different from other words, like “bat” or “rat” or “hat”.

It’s therefore a Negative and Relational Axiom of Duesur;  

For Derrida The Word seems to promise Meaning, but its definition always sends us through an endless chain of other words when we look for the definitions, so the promise of Meaning is indefinitely postponed, delayed, deferred according to this nonsense — each word in a text points to a NeverEnding series of other, older texts — The Chamber of Texts of Derrida.

This is Derrida’s jargon word of “differance”;with a big “a” in the last syllable, which packs ‘difference’ and ‘delay’ into the same baggage —

Now, for Derrida, 

The Author is Dead, 

by definition, he never existed —

The Human Self and The Human Ego have collapsed into an ‘X’ marking the spot where they once were; 

This is the so-called “Subject Position” :

There is no perception, 

all that Derrida is willing 

to talk about, is A Text —

A written text of black on white, 

with punctuation, typefaces, paragraphs, margins, codons, copyrights, logoes — logoes, but No Logos — and so forth.

This is what he calls ‘writing’ or ‘L’ecriture’ and this writing is primary over Speech — primary with respect to The Spoken Word, which is another purely arbitrary and absolutely absurd assertion;

Everything is a written text, in the sense that every thought, utterance or discourse — watch out when you hear ‘discourse’, because That’s THEM — uh 

Anything, 

any Discourse 

is simply 

"A Story that 

We Tell each other 

about something that exists"

(uh well, something that that 

may or, may not exist)

— and best way for 

A Discourse to be there 

is, as a written text.

So as Derrida says, 

“There is NOTHING 

outside of The Text”;

everything is A Text — 

there are no more Works of Art;

ALL black writing on white paper is A Text, be it Shakespeare, the telephone book, Mickey Mouse, the racing form, The US Constitution, the Jupiter Symphony all of those are Texts, and every one of of them is exactly equivalent to any other —

As you can see, what Derrida tries to do, is to draw you into A Labyrinth of Jargon — he's always shifting The Jargon, allegedly to keep from falling back into the hated ways of 'Metaphysics' —

He uses words like “trace”, “sediment” and “iteration” to show that words evolve and change their meanings, as they are used again and again — it's like barnacles on a ship's Hull or the way a coin might be worn when it goes through circulation;

For example, if we hear the word “crook” — Who do we think of think of?”

So, the idea is that each one of these words becomes freighted with a trace, a sediment of something, because of the way that they've been used, and this is always there and may not be under control…

These are overtones, connotations, associations, you can think of them as etymologies if you want to -- 

They become the key to Derrida practice of what he calls 'dissemination' : -- the scattering of Meanings through Free Play; 

The Point is always to show that writing is the product of some kind of a compulsion, some kind of a determinism, it is not free -- one example is Derrida's deconstruction of his favourite target, Plato.

This is the deconstruction of the Phaedrus dialogue in the book "Disseminations", by Derrida --

Derrida attempts to show through a textual analysis of the of The Dialogue, words that Plato uses, one is Pharmaca;

This is a Proper Name; it is a Nymph who was present when one of her companions was blown off a cliff and died on the Rocks below; 

Then we have the word Pharmakon; this can mean either a Medicine which gives Life or a Poison which gives Death;

Then we have Pharmakos; Plato refers to Socrates as Pharmakos -- it has the overtone of A Sorcerer or A Medicine-Man, used ironically -- "Socrates, I do apprehend you to be A Wizard! --"

Derrida points out, that although Plato goes through this series Pharmacea, Pharmakon, Pharmakos --  he does not use a closely-related word which is a synonym of the last one, which is Pharmakos and Pharmakos is the sacrificial victim or scapegoat -- 

This is the person, for example who would be ceremonially killed in Athens, in the event of a plague or some other natural disaster, or some disaster of another type -- so, scapegoat is of course what Socrates later became; 

So Derrida goes through this, with the idea of showing you that Plato was also not free; he was compelled, he was controlled by some kinds of subconscious psychological factors, 

and THEREFORE :

The Text says, what 

Plato could not have meant; 

....and this is the obvious 

Deconstructionist conclusion :

All reading is misreading; 

the Phaedrus dialogue and 

any other piece of writing 

is hopelessly contradictory 

and completely indecipherable --"

"They had rocked The Boat; 

they had upset The State; 

they had failed to maintain Ma'at.

"The Temple walls 

[of The New Kingdom] 

will depict The King as 

going on military campaigns 

to increase Ma'at, Divine Order --

and the notion here is, 

Foreign Peoples and Places 

are a source of CHAOS : so, 

The King must bring 

ORDER to these people, 

and it's for their own Good.

So The King is functioning as 

an insurer of Ma'at and 

the temples themselves should 

be regarded as FACTORIES, 

if you will, of this Divine Order.

At the same time, another 

of the old gods of the 

Egyptian pantheon, Sutekh, 

the embodiment of confusion 

and disorder, had become 

incredibly connected with 

the gods of foreign lands.

Any remaining religions practices 

of The Hyksos had also been 

incorporated into this deity and 

would have remained A Problem 

for any King trying to maintain Ma'at.

Despite King Ahmoses' termination 

of The Hyksos' political rule 

around 1550 BCE, the deities 

of The Semites remained. 

Even Queen Hatshepsut, nearly 

a century later, commented that 

The Hyksos ruled without Ra -- 

Her claim to have restored Order 

might hint at the very reason for her 

non-attendance on The King's List. 

That, or the unorthodox 

nature of Her Rule....."

Bride of Sutekh

HARKER :

You're a Monster. 

DRACULA :

And you're a Lawyer!

Nobody's Perfect.

(turns to the dying Bride he just murdered)

Ah, A Stake through The Heart.

You see, sometimes The Legends are right.

This is not one you can 

test too often, though.

I only ever have three 

brides at a time.

HARKER:

"Brides"?

DRACULA :

Brides, yes. 

I think that's 

The Right Word for it.

You see, um...

[ • ahem • ] ....I am 

trying to reproduce...

 

...which, frankly, 

can be a bit of 

A Challenge when 

There is Only 

One of You.

[English] The Master Scene - [The Wedding]

 

Would you scrub yourself 

and make yourself clean.

My Daughter is 

getting married.

Come and join us.

Leave your worries for a while.

They'll still be there

when you get back.

And your memories 

aren't invited.

Stand wherever you like.

Good day, good day, 

good day, good day.

What a day. What a day.

Mama.

Rascal.

Clark, big day?

- Big day indeed, sir. - How are you feeling?

I feel pretty well, thank you. How are you?

Wonderful.

As long as you hold these bodies,

in this life, you will be man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Master :

Marriage!

Previous to The Cause 

was awful.... Awful --

It was a cycle, 

like Life.

Birth, excitement, 

growth, decay, death.

Now... now...

...how about this?

Here it comes... 

a large dragon.

Teeth...

...blood dripping, 

red eyes. 

What do I got?

A lasso. I whip it up.

I wrap it around 

its neck, and I wrestle,

wrestle, wrestle him 

to the ground.

I snap up. I say, 

"Sit, Dragon." 

Dragon sits.

I say "Stay." 

Dragon stays.

Now it's got a leash on it.

I take it for a walk.

And that's where 

we're at with it now.

It stays on command.

Next we're going to teach it 

to roll over and 

play dead.

Love that story. - So, where are you from?

- Huh? - Where are you from?

Lynn, Massachusetts.

- Freddie Quell, how do you do? - I'm Val. I'm his son.

Oh, yeah, I see it.

So what kind of work will you be doing?

- Not sure. - Done any Time Hole work?

- Any what? - Any Time Hole work?

I don't think so. I don't know what that is.

- I'm sure you're going to love it. - I hope so.

- Nice to meet you and welcome aboard. - Looking forward to it.

- How long have you known him? - Good night!

- About three years. - Good night, good night, good night.

Thank you, thank you for being here.

- Norman... - Three years?

Thank you.

- Good night, Master.

 Good night.(turns to Freddie --)

When can we have some 

more of your potion?

Whenever you like, I'll make it.

When I like it, I'll give you a signal.

I'll rub my nose and scratch my ear.

What will you need?

- I'll take care of it. - Good.

- Anything you need. - Thank you, good night.

Good night, everyone.

Don't get up. Don't get up.

- I love you. - I love you, too.

What a day.

We fought against the day and we won. We won.

Freddie, feel free to sit with us.

Can you invite him over?

Say, come on over.

Can you say hi?

He's... been writing all night.

You seem to inspire something in him.

- Yeah? - Mm.

When we're at home, on land,

there's too much pulling him in each direction.

Every time he sits to write, a new attack is launched against him,

and he spends too much time defending himself.

Who's attacking him?

People who are scared.

People who are greedy.

Ex-wives.

That's what's so nice about being at sea.

- He gets his studies done. - Hm.

Advances the learning. He writes book two.