Thursday, 26 November 2020

Feral Cows




Dear Zoe,

Thank you for being such a courteous host.

It is, however, the tradition that the courteous host must speed the parting guest, and I'm sure you will accord with this.

Also, Thank You for your offer of food.

However, it is not my practice to eat cattle.



In the matter of blood, I'm a connoisseur.

Blood is Lives.

Blood is Testimony.

The Testimony of everyone I have ever destroyed flows in my veins.

I will choose with care who joins them now.

Ripeness is the first moment of Decay.

Sweetness is the promise of Corruption.

I shall look for The Perfect Food of This World.

And I will find it.

Never doubt that.

I will find it.

Blood is everything you needed to know, Zoe, if you understand how to read it.

Have you worked out how yet?

If you ever hope to match me, you'll have to.

Count Dracula




The “Wild” Cattle at Chillingham are The Stuff of Legend.

Around 700 years ago, one of The Lords of Chillingham Castle decided to let a herd of cattle on his land roam free, without Human Interference.

He reckoned that having wild cattle on his estate would provide him with an exciting hunt, and at the same time, deter cattle rustlers.

The herd have been there ever since.


 It’s a bit of a mystery where the cattle came from —

About 800 years ago, The King granted the family, here A Right to Create a Castle, and to crenelate — and with that came The Right to create this Park.

And so they created The Park.

And the idea of The Park was really to hold Red Deer

And the Red Deer were - well, they weren’t sacred, but they were definitely The Gift of The King -

and if you went and killed or hunted a Red Deer, without The Permission of The King...  Things were probably going to go very badly for you, and you would probably lose your life... and with, maybe, a few other things as well..

So, to suddenly have The Park, for the family here, was a BIG Deal...
 
So they created The Wall, and at some stage, they must've come and shut all the gates, or whatever they'd created -

and they caught all of the Red Deer, but they ALSO caught these cattle.

And The Mystery is  - What Were The Cattle DOING, Roaming around, here -- when we KNOW that cattle have been domesticated in this country for AT LEAST five thousand years, possibly six --

So, Why were The Cattle  in The Woods....?
No-one really knows.

The Cattle have been here for 800 years and more, and for the first couple of hundred years of their existence, they served no agricultural purpose at all, really - and What They Were Here For, was hunting, and to be hunted --

So they needed them WILD.

The last thing you want if you are going out hunting an animal to prove how tough and manly you were is something Tame, that's no good.

You needed to have something that was stroppy.

So they kept them stroppy, they didn't allow any sort of domesticated breeds to get in amongst them,






Special Agent Dale Cooper : 
Roger —
I know The Moves I'm supposed to make. 
And I know The Board.

FBI Agent Roger Hardy : 
So?

Special Agent Dale Cooper : 
I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. 

And I've started to focus out beyond The Edge of The Board. 

On A Bigger Game.

FBI Agent Roger Hardy : 
What Game?

Special Agent Dale Cooper : 
The sound The Wind makes through The Vines. 

The Sentience of Animals.

What we fear in The Dark and what lies beyond The Darkness.

FBI Agent Roger Hardy : 
What the hell are you talking about?

Special Agent Dale Cooper : 
I'm talking about seeing beyond Fear, Roger. 

About looking at The World with Love.

FBI Agent Roger Hardy : 
They're liable to extradite you for 
Murder and Drug Trafficking.

Special Agent Dale Cooper : 
These are Things I Cannot Control.



“ Wotan had toiled to create the free Siegfried; presented with the free Siegfried, he was enraged. 

This terrible need to be needed often finds its outlet in pampering an animal. To learn that someone is “fond of animals” tells us very little until we know in what way. 

For there are two ways.

On the one hand the higher and domesticated animal is, so to speak, a “bridge” between us and the rest of nature. 

We all at times feel somewhat painfully our human isolation from the sub-human world—the atrophy of instinct which our intelligence entails, our excessive self-consciousness, the innumerable complexities of our situation, our inability to live in the present. If only we could shuffle it all off! We must not—and incidentally we can’t—become beasts. 

But we can be with a beast. 

It is personal enough to give the word with a real meaning; yet it remains very largely an unconscious little bundle of biological impulses. It has three legs in nature’s world and one in ours. It is a link, an ambassador. 

Who would not wish, as Bosanquet put it, “to have a representative at the court of Pan?"

Man with dog closes a gap in the universe. But of course animals are often used in a worse fashion. 

If you need to be needed and if your family, very properly, decline to need you, a pet is the obvious substitute. You can keep it all its life in need of you. 

You can keep it permanently infantile, reduce it to permanent invalidism, cut it off from all genuine animal well-being, and compensate for this by creating needs for countless little indulgences which only you can grant. 

The unfortunate creature thus becomes very useful to the rest of the household; it acts as a sump or drain—you are too busy spoiling a dog’s life to spoil theirs. 

Dogs are better for this purpose than cats: a monkey, I am told, is best of all. 

Also it is more like the real thing. 

To be sure, it’s all very bad luck for the animal. But probably it cannot fully realise the wrong you have done it. 

Better still, you would never know if it did."

— CS Lewis : The Four Loves

Cows have just the right level of Fear -- They'll keep a wary distance, but if they're handled properly, they won't  scare.

Many animals, like antelope and most species of deer, can't be domesticated -- because the slightest surprise causes them to bolt.

If you try to fence-in a herd of gazelles, they'll batter themselves to death on The Fence, trying to escape in a panic.



In Indian mythology, the call of the inner world, the call of the unconscious, is often portrayed as a Deer that is tantalizingly close but eludes being  caught. 

 The King and his courtiers were galloping along when the King saw a deer just  out of bow-and-arrow range. 

He veered off and began following it, but the miraculous deer kept just outside his range. 

The King went plunging further and further  into The Forest, chasing The Deer all day, so intent was he, in his masculine vigor, to  catch this prized animal. 

By late afternoon, the King was irretrievably lost, and The Deer had vanished. 

What a Wonderful Deer. 

He gets you Where You Need to Go and  then Leaves You.  


The King was exhausted and rather frightened, as he was now separated from  his courtiers. 

Being a Wise Young Man, he got off his horse and sat down. 

If you  don’t know what to do, 

sit quietly until your wits come back. 



Van Helsing :

Count Dracula,

please attend my words with care.


CHAINS CLANG


This is St Mary's Convent of Budapest,

and you are not welcome here.


You are most specifically not invited in.


SNARLS AND HISSES


SNARLS


SNARLS



Van Helsing :

Oh!

So it's True, then.

That's interesting.


MOTHER SUPERIOR: 

What is?



Van Helsing :

"A Vampire may not enter any abode unless invited in."

I wasn't sure about that one.


MOTHER SUPERIOR :

A vampire?


Dracula :

You unlocked The Gate and you weren't sure?


Mother Superior :

A vampire?!


Van Helsing :

Oh, the iron wasn't keeping you out.

You could have torn it apart like matchwood.



Dracula :

I could tear you apart



Van Helsing :

Not from out there, you couldn't.

But what's stopping you?


A-a feeling?

A force?

Is it physical or mental?

Why do you need an invitation?


Dracula :

Do you expect me to tell you?


Van Helsing :

Oh, I don't even expect you to KNOW

A Beast can follow rules. 

I don't expect it to understand them.


NUNS GASP



Dracula :

I am More Than a Beast.



Van Helsing :

In what way?

By your own account, you've been on this Earth for hundreds of years, and you can't even walk into a nunnery?

An ox could do it.

How are you more than A Beast?



Dracula :

Do you want me to show you?



Van Helsing :

Of course.

I'm waiting.



Dracula :

WHISPERS: 

Come here. Come here.

Come here. Come here a moment.

Come closer.

Look at them.

Look at Your Sisters — 



Van Helsing :

Armed and Ready.



Dracula :

You're not looking.



Van Helsing :

I don't need to.



Dracula :

One of them - that's all I need.

If just one of your pretty little army beckons me in.... 

I will tear your world to pieces

and I will drink my fill.



Van Helsing :

Why would they invite you in?

What do you have to offer?



Dracula :

Eternal Life.



Van Helsing :

Well, they have that already.

Thanks.


Dracula :

Starting tonight, because the first one to invite me in stays at my side.

The Others I will tear apart, and, ladies...

I will take my time.

One should never rush a nun.



Van Helsing :

Your words are not welcome here.


Dracula :

Well, if you find you're not tempted by my offer, ask yourself this.

Who is?

Who's Weakest?

Who's the most afraid?

Who will break first?

And is there still time for it to be

you?


LAUGHS: 

What's that?


What are you doing?



Van Helsing :

You wanted to know Who's Weakest?

I'm SHOWING you.


SNARLS


ROARS



Van Helsing :

Oh, go on, help yourself!

There's a dog comes past here most days.

We often give it scraps.


SNARLS



Van Helsing :

Go on. You've come so far.

I'm sure you could do with a drink.


SNARLS



Van Helsing :

Hmm. You see, I'm not certain I see the appeal.


SNARLS


SNARLS



Van Helsing :

Each to his own, I suppose.



Dracula :

Do you think... 

provoking me is clever?


Van Helsing :

Yes. I Do.

I want to learn about you.

I want to see the limit of your capability.

That's The Point of This Experiment.



Dracula :

You have no conception.

Not the first idea.



Van Helsing :

Hmm...

Here, boy!


Mother Superior :

This is contemptible.

You are Without Shame.


Dracula :

Be careful.... what you Say to me.



Van Helsing :

Don't speak with your mouth full.

She's EARNED The Right to EXPRESS her contempt, you know. 

We ALL have.

Each of these women in front of you has Turned Her Back on Earthly Pleasures.


Resisting ALL forms of Temptation, 

We have freed Ourselves of Appetite, 

and therefore of Fear.


That is why you can't bear the sight of THIS.


It speaks of a holy virtue

you do not possess.


It is goodness incarnate.



Dracula :

LAUGHS SOFTLY

For a moment there, 

I thought you were Clever.

But no.

No, that's not why I fear The Cross.


Goodness has got nothing to do with it.


Van Helsing :

So you say, but how can a mere beast understand its own fear?


No-one will invite you in, Count Dracula.

They'll just pity you right where you are.



Dracula :

Who are you?



Van Helsing :

Finish your scraps. 

That's all you'll be getting tonight.

Be Thankful You are Living, and Trust to Luck




SPIKE :
Grrr. Bloody Hell, woman! 
You're cuttin' off my circulation. 

BUFFY :
You don't have any circulation.

SPIKE :
Well, it •pinches•. 

BUFFY :
Get used to it. 
I have more important things to worry about. 

SPIKE :
(genuinely indignant)
I came to you in friendship!

Well, all right, seething hatred, 
but I've got useful information, 
and I feel I'm being mistreated. 

BUFFY :
So tell me Everything You Know. 




SPIKE :
I'm too hungry to remember everything


BUFFY :
Then Sit.
(smack!)

Wednesday, 25 November 2020

Yeah, it’s Called Slut-Shaming



LUCY: 
Tonight.
You could bring someone.

JACK HARKER :
Who?



LUCY:
I don't know, just bring someone.

HE STAMMERS

You're not getting all sentimental on me, are you?



JACK HARKER :
Course not.



LUCY:
Sentimental is just stalking!



JACK HARKER :
See you later.



LUCY:
Bye.

HE CHUCKLES

PHONE DINGS

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

MEG, Lucy's Mum: 
Lucy!
What time did you get in last night?
It's not healthy.



LUCY:
Yeah, I'll sleep when I'm Dead.

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

PHONE DINGS

SIRENS WAIL

RAP MUSIC PLAYS




JACK HARKER :
Hey!



LUCY:
Quincey!
Everyone, this is Quincey.
He's an American, from Texas.

SOUTHERN ACCENT: 
Texas!

Evenin'.
 

LUCY:
Never known a cowboy before.

Are you a cowboy, Quincey?

Uh, no, no.
Not really, ma'am, no. Ma'am!
I mean, I ride quite a bit,
but I never really...



LUCY:
He rides?
SHE LAUGHS
Come on, cowboy, let's dance.

ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYS



LUCY:
I need to pee.

HE GROANS

So, I never asked you what you do.
Lucy didn't seem sure.
Like a nurse or something?



JACK HARKER :
I'm a junior doctor.
 
But I want to specialise 
in mental health.
 
You?
 
SHRUGS 


JACK HARKER :
Lucy says You've got Money.

Uh...
HE CHUCKLES
...I guess.

You've got to wonder if she'd 
be into me if I wasn't rich.
But then...
..would I like her if she was ugly?

HE LAUGHS


The Westerner is taking a piss in an alleyway

GAY FRIEND :
They do have actual loos here, you know.


LUCY:
There's a queue.

GAY FRIEND :
You're terrible.

LUCY:
Shut up, it's quicker out here.
 
GAY FRIEND :
No, I'm talking about Jack.

LUCY:
What about Jack?

GAY FRIEND :
Don't tell me you haven't seen the look on his face.

LUCY:
It's not like I've never shagged him. 
What's he complaining about?

GAY FRIEND :
I think he might be in love with you. 

LUCY:
Don't be daft.
It was like...three times?
Four, depending what you count.

GAY FRIEND :
Oh, you'll get a reputation!

LUCY:
What?!
Thank you, Queen Victoria.

GAY FRIEND :
You know what I mean.

LUCY:
I do. It's called “slut shaming”.

GAY FRIEND :
Yeah, it takes one to know one.

LUCY:
Why shouldn't I have fun?
Jesus, I'm only 22.

It's not like I'm going 
to marry anyone.

BOTH LAUGH



Why do so many Dracula adaptations screw over Lucy Westena (Westerner)?”, ask The Feminists.

Because she is a shameless slut.” reply The Artists.

She is Damned.





“She took of the fruit thereof, and did eat, and gave also unto her husband with her; and he did eat. And the eyes of both of them were opened—" implying that before that they were closed "—and they knew that they were naked; and they sewed fig leaves together, and made themselves aprons." 

That’s so interesting. Their eyes are opened, which indicated that they weren’t to begin with. Whatever God created to begin with was kind of blind, but not—blind in some strange way. They weren’t wandering around in the garden and bumping into trees. It was some sort of metaphysical blindness that’s been removed by whatever has just happened. Whatever’s just happened also made them realize that they were naked. Ok, so what sort of eye-opening is that? What does it mean to realize that you’re naked? It means to realize that you’re vulnerable. That’s what people discovered. It’s like, uh oh. We Can Be Hurt. 

So you’re a zebra in a herd of zebras, and there’s a bunch of lions around there laying on the grass. 

You don't care. 

Those are laying-down lions. 
Laying-down lions are no problem. It’s standing-up, hunting lions that are the problem. 

You're not smart enough to figure out that laying-down lions turn into standing-up, hunting lions, so you’re not, like, building a fort to keep the lions out. You’re just mindlessly eating grass. You’re not very awake, but that's not what happens to human beings. Human beings wake up, and they think, we’re vulnerable—permanently. It’s never going away. It’s the recognition of that eternal vulnerability. 

What happens? The first thing they do is clothe themselves. Well, what happens when you're naked, and when you need protecting from the world? You're all wearing clothes. Why? Well, we’ve been doing that for a very, very long period of time. It’s tens of thousands of years, at minimum. In fact, you can track, more or less, when clothing developed by doing DNA testing on the kind of lice that cling to clothes rather than hair. We have a pretty good idea of when clothing emerged, and of different types, as well. But the point is that they’re naked, and they think that’s not so good; we’re vulnerable. Their eyes are opened enough so that they become self-conscious, and they recognize their own vulnerability. The first thing they do—the first step of culture—is to protect themselves with something from the world. You protect yourself from the world, and from the prying eyes of other people.


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This is a book by Lynne Isbell: Why We See So Well. "From the temptation of Eve to the venomous murder of the mighty Thor, the serpent appears throughout time and cultures as a figure of mischief and misery. The worldwide prominence of snakes in religion, myth, and folklore underscores our deep connection to the serpent-but why, when so few of us have firsthand experience? The surprising answer, this book suggests, lies in the singular impact of snakes on primate evolution. Predation pressure from snakes, Lynne Isbell tells us, is ultimately responsible for superior vision and large brains of primates-and for a critical aspect of human evolution." 

That was tested recently. Psychologists have known for a long time that people can learn to fear snakes, but they discovered in primates a set of neurons—Pulvinar neurons—which are specialized. "Pulvinar neurons reveal neurobiological evidence of past selection for rapid detection of snakes." That's from 2013. So the snake definitely woke us up.


Color vision as an adaptation to fruit eating in primates. It’s not by accident that women make themselves look like ripe fruit to be attractive to men, right? And that’s also not sociocultural in origin.



"And they heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day: and Adam and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord God amongst the trees of the garden." 

That’s interesting. What's the implication? Prior to being woken up—prior to recognizing nakedness and vulnerability—there is no reason for man and woman to hide from God. Why are they hiding from God? They're naked and vulnerable. Ok, so think about this—think about this: Imagine that you have the capacity to live truthfully, courageously, and forthrightly. Just imagine that, and then imagine why you might not do that. How about fear and shame? How would that work? Well, let’s say that the idea of living forthrightly, truthfully, and courageously is analogous—given what we already know about these stories—to walking with God in the garden. What stops people from doing that? What stops people from hiding? Well, it’s their own recognition of their own inadequacies. They look at themselves, and they think, how in the world is a creature such as I, with everything that’s wrong with me, supposed to live properly in this world? 

What do you hide from? Well, you go home, and you sit on your bed for five minutes and ask yourself what you have hidden from in your life. Man, you’ll have books of knowledge reveal themselves to you in your imagination. Well, why are you hiding? It’s no bloody wonder you're hiding. It’s no wonder that people hide. That's the thing that's so terrifying about this story. We woke up and we thought, oh my God, look at this place. There is some serious trouble here, and we’re in some serious trouble, and we’re not what we could be. And so we hide, and that's what the story says: people woke up, became self-conscious, recognized their own vulnerability, and that made them hide from manifesting their divine destiny. It’s like, yea. That’s exactly right.


I love this part of the story. It’s so funny, and we could use a little humor at this point. "And the Lord God called unto Adam, and said unto him, Where art thou? And Adam said, I heard thy voice in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked." So, in case there was any doubt about that, that's why. "And God said, Who told thee that thou wast naked? Did you eat of the tree, whereof I commanded thee that you should not eat?" This is where Adam shows himself in all his post-fall, heroic glory: "And the man said, The woman whom thou gavest to be with me, she gave me of the tree, and I did eat." 

So that's man. Again, there's a modern feminist interpretation of the story of Adam and Eve that makes the claim that Eve was portrayed as the universal bad guy of humanity for disobeying God and eating the apple. It’s like, fair enough. It looks like she slipped up, and then she tempted her husband, and that makes her even worse—although, he was foolish enough to immediately eat, so it just means that she was a little more courageous than him and got there first. 

It’s Adam who comes across as really one sad creature in this story, as far as I'm concerned. Look at what he manages in one sentence: First of all, it wasn’t him; it was the woman. Second, he even blames God! It wasn’t just the woman—and you gave her to me! "And she gave me of the tree, and I did eat." It’s like, hey, Adam’s all innocent—except now, not only is he naked, disobedient, cowardly, and ashamed, he’s also a snivelling, backbiting fink. He rats her out like the second he gets the opportunity, and then he blames God. That’s exactly right. You go online, and you read the commentary that men write about women when they're resentful and bitter about women. It’s so interesting. It’s like, it’s not me: it’s those bitches. It’s not me: it’s them—and not only that, but what a bloody world this is in which they exist. It’s exactly the same thing. It’s exactly the same thing, and it is absolutely pathetic. 

"And the Lord God said unto the woman, What is this that thou hast done? And the woman said, The serpent beguiled me, and I did eat." Well, at least she has a bloody excuse. First of all, it’s a snake. We already found out that they're subtle. Second, it turns out that the damn snake is Satan himself, and he’s rather treacherous. So the fact that she got tangled up in his mess is, well, problematic, but it’s a hell of a lot better excuse than Adam has.


"And the Lord God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this, thou art cursed above all cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life"—and snakes, by the way, are lizards that lost their legs, just so you know—"And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel."




I love these pictures. They’re so smart. And again, strip the religious context from them and just look at them for a second. What do you see? You see the eternal mother holding her infant away from a snake. See it, down there? Crocodile, snake—everything predatory that's been after us for like 60 million years. The reason we’re here is because of that. That’s why it’s a sacred image. 

This one I like even better. Down there there's something like the moon, and then there's a reptile down there that Eve’s stepping on. This is really old, and I showed you this before, but I think it’s so cool. She’s coming out of this thing that’s like a hole in the sky. It indicates the eternal recurrence of this figure. It’s an archetype. The potential out of which she is emerging is all musical instruments, back here. And so what the artist is representing is the great, patterned complexity of being, and the emergence of the protective mother from that background, protecting the infant, eternally, against predation. It’s like, how can that not be a holy image? If you don't think it’s a holy image, then there isn’t something wrong with the image: there's something wrong with the perceiver.




"Unto the woman he said"—God’s just outlining the consequences of this, right now. It’s like, ok, well, now you’ve gone and done it: you’ve woken up. This is what's going to happen—"I will greatly multiply thy sorrow and thy conception; in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children; and thy desire shall be to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee." 

It doesn’t say he should. It says he will. And why "in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children?" Well, when you develop a brain that big, so that you can see, it’s not that easy to give birth anymore. And then you produce something that’s dependent beyond belief—that’s one of the things that you could say dooms you to precisely this. So that's Eve’s punishment for waking up. And Adam, "Because thou hearkened unto the voice of thy wife, and hast eaten of the tree, of which I commanded thee, saying, Thou shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life." What's that? It’s the invention of work. 

"Thorns also and thistles shall it bring forth to three; and thou shalt eat the herb of the field." 

It’s the invention of work. What do people do that animals don't? Work. What does work mean? It means you sacrifice the present for the future. Why do you do that? Because you know that you're vulnerable, and you're awake. From here on in, from this point, there's no return to unconscious paradise. I don't care how many problems you solved so that today’s ok. You’ve got a lot problems coming up, and no bloody matter how much you work, you're never going to work enough to solve them. All you're going to do from here on in is be terrified of the future, and that's the price of waking up. That’s the end of paradise, and that’s the beginning of history, and that’s how that story goes.


"In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return. And Adam called his wife’s name Eve; because she was the mother of all living."


"Unto Adam also and to his wife did the Lord God make coats of skins, and clothed them"—that's William Blake, by the way—"And the Lord God said, Behold, the man is become as one of us, to know good and evil: and now, lest he put forth his hand, and take also of the tree of life, and eat, and live for ever:"



"Therefore the Lord God sent him forth from the garden of Eden, to till the ground from whence he was taken. So he drove out the man; and he placed at the east of the garden of Eden Cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life."


One more thing, and then we’ll stop. Adam and Eve are tempted by the snake; they eat the fruit; they wake up; they realize they're naked; they realize that they’re vulnerable; they realize the future; they realize they're gonna die; they realize they’re gonna have to work; they realize the difficulty in conception, and the fall of humankind from unconscious paradise. Ok. That makes sense. What about the knowledge of good and evil? What in the world does that mean? 

The Mesopotamians believed that human beings were made out of the blood of Kingu, who was the worst monster that Tiamat, the Goddess of chaos, could imagine and then produce. So their idea was that there as something deeply, deeply, deeply, demonically flawed about humanity. That's their conception, and it’s out of that same milieu that these stories emerge. 

So what does opening your eyes and realizing your vulnerability have to do with the knowledge of good and evil? I thought about that. I really thought about that. I gotta tell you, I thought about that for like 20 years, because I knew there was something there that I could not put together. At the same time, I was reading things. I'm going to tell you something truly awful, and so if you need a trigger warning, you're getting one. Believe me, I do not give trigger warnings lightly. I'm going to tell you something you’ll never forget. 

This is what Unit 731 used to do in China. It’s a Japanese unit during the 2nd World War. As far as I can tell, they did the most horrific things that were done to anyone during World War II, and that's really something. So this is what they did: They took their prisoners and put them in a position so that their arms would freeze solid. Then they would take them outside and pour hot water over their arms. And then they would repeat that until the flesh came off the bones. They were doing that to investigate the treatment of frostbite for soldiers. You can look up Unit 731 if you want to have nightmares. So that's Unit 731. That’s human beings. Someone thought that up, and then people did it. What's knowledge of good and evil? Here’s the key, man: You know you’re vulnerable. No other animal knows that. You know what hurts you, and now that you know what hurts you, you can figure out what hurts someone else. And as soon as you know what hurts someone else, and you can use that, you have the knowledge of good and evil. 

Well, it’s a pretty good trick that the snake pulled, because it doesn't look like it’s exactly the sort of thing that we might have wanted if we had known the consequences. But as soon as a human being is self-conscious and aware of his own nakedness, then he has the capacity of evil, and that's introduced into the world right at that point. 

Here's the rest of the story: So there's the snake, right, and you’re some tree-dwelling primate. The snake eats primates, and that sucks, so let’s watch out for the damn snakes. Then your brain grows, and you think, wait a minute. There’s not just snakes—there's where snake live. Why don't we just get the hell out of the tree, hunt down the snakes, and get rid of them? Those are sort of like potential snakes, and so the snake becomes potential snake. It’s the same circuit that you're using to do this thinking. You get rid of the damn snakes. It’s like Saint Patrick chasing them out of Ireland. No more snakes. Everything is paradise. It’s like, no, no, no. That’s not how it works, at all. 

You’ve got human snakes. You’re a tribe, you’ve got tribal enemies, and you’ve got to defend yourself against the human snakes, right? Maybe your empire expands, and you get rid of all the human snakes. Then what happens? They start to grow and develop inside. You get rid of all the external enemies and make a big city, and all of a sudden there's enemies that pop up inside. 

The snake isn’t just the snake in the garden, and the snake isn’t just the possible snake, and the snake isn’t just the snake that's your enemy. The snake is your friend, because your friend can betray you. And then it’s even worse than that, because you can betray you. So even if you get rid of all the outside snakes, you’ve got an inside snake, and God only knows what it’s up to. 

That's why the bloody Christians associated the snake in the garden of Eden with Satan. It’s unbelievably brilliant, because you gotta think, what's the enemy? Well, it’s the snake, and fair enough. But, you know, that's good if you're a tree-dwelling primate. If you're a sophisticated human being with six million years of additional evolution, and you're really trying to solve the problem of what it is that's the great enemy of mankind…Well, it’s the human propensity for evil, right? That’s the figure of Satan. That’s what that figure means—just like there's a logos that’s the truth that speaks order out of chaos at the beginning of time, there’s an antithetical spirit—the hostile brother. That’s Cain to Abel, which we’ll talk about next week—that's doing exactly the opposite. It’s motivated by absolutely nothing but malevolence and the willingness to destroy, and it has every reason for doing so. That’s what’s revealed in the next story, in Cain and Abel: the first glimmerings of the antithetical spirit outside of this strange insistence by the Christian mystics, let’s say, on the identity between the snake in the garden of Eden and the author of all evil himself.

The Russian General

 


“I’m a 500 Year-Old War Lord.”
 
 
That is just so damn funny — because you notice that they have given him a toilet, but NO Privacy.
 
He’s not ALLOWED to have any Dignity.
 
Like that moment in Spock’s Death scene where, blind, utterly ravaged by enough deadly radiation to kill an elephant stone dead inside of 3 seconds, with every part of his physical being unravelling and turning to cancerous, malignant, undifferentiated mush, after he SOMEHOW pulls himself upright and staggers to his feet — he takes a moment to straighten his tunic before turning around, just in case anybody can see him.
 
If he shits (and he doesn’t), he has to take a shit in front of Other People, watching his every move. Because They Don’t Trust Him.
 
There is a story that James Joyce’s father told him, about The Russian General in some damned war or another — presumably Crimea — where he spotted A General (of The Enemy), walk out into a field and he was preparing to shoot him.... When all of a sudden he unfastened his belt, pulled down his pants and squatted down in the middle of The Empty Field to take a crap. 
 
And Joyce’s Father told him “It made him
look So Human, that I couldn’t do it.”
 
Of course, once he had stood up and hitched his pants back into place, THEN he stopped seeming like a Human Being and became again A General of The Enemy, his scruple evaporated and Joyce Sr. happily shot him dead without so much as second’s thought.

If He Can Do It, I Can Do It











The most well-known water-walker is probably Jesus Christ in the Gospels, who •casually• walked out over a RAGING Sea (a feat few other water-walkers have ever matched — Jesus Was Way Cool indeed) to meet his disciples' boat. 

Disciple Peter followed suit, but his Lack of Faith caused him to sink beneath The Water and he had to be Saved by His Master. Despite its Biblical origin, the trope is usually executed without an especially strong Faux Symbolism feel to it, as 

The PRIMARY Objective is, once again, about LOOKING Cool. 

This doesn't stop the occasional Baptist-Fundamentalist Media Watchdog from complaining about people other than Jesus being depicted as doing such a thing, •despite• Peter walking on The Water to Jesus almost immediately after SEEING him.

WHY Did Set Kill Osiris?









Crowley said that the general tenor of the last six thousand years of human civilization could be summed up by the personalities of a family of Egyptian Gods. 

So, the next Aeon from Christ onward is The Aeon of Osiris, The Dying and Resurrected God. 

Osiris is also The Law Giver and He brings with Him The Written Word, so now ideas can be enshrined in books and books can outlast generations and they take on the aura of Gods Themselves.


God Himself is present in the works of the Bible. God Himself is present in the Quran. So certainly, there’s this programming code language, the instructional Dad Language, which can take people over just from reading a book and turn them into Agents of The Dad God’s Expansionist, Controlling Agenda. This is when Nature goes from Provider to something that exists to be tamed and exploited. That’s The Aeon of Osiris.



Following Osiris, comes this fiery breakdown, the child Horus is the son of Osiris and he’s every jihadi, every warrior, every rock star reformer, every young man who sees as his sacred mission the tearing down of structures, the questioning of rules. It’s punk rock, “I gotta tear it all down.” 

But running in tandem with that, according to Kenneth Grant, is the shadow Aeon of Ma’at, Horus’ sister and she’s the goddess of truth and balance and harmony and all that Wonder Woman stuff.









WHY Did Set Kill Osiris?

Murder. ... Seth, the god of disorder, murdered his brother Osiris, the God of Order. Seth was furious because His Wife, Nepthys, had conceived a child, named Anubis, by Osiris. 

And THAT’S Why He Cuts His Dick Off — 
and fed it to a Crab.

The murder happened at a banquet when Seth invited guests to lie down in a coffin he had made for The King.

After Horus was thrown into exile, Gods who stood in Set's way were killed or presumably enslaved. Set confronted Nephthys who tried using her wings to fly away but Set grabbed on to Nephthys' wing and threw her to the ground. Set cut off her wings and PRESUMABLY killed her.

Nephthys was not only a Goddess of Death, Decay, and Darkness but also a Magician with great healing powers. Nephthys has a central role in the popular myths of Osiris; it is HER magical powers that helps to resurrect his body, as well as to protect and nurture Horus while he is a child.

Nephthys helped Isis bring Osiris back to life after he was killed by Seth, so she is often depicted in tombs and on coffins as a protector of the dead, specifically associated with the organs placed in canopic jars. Nephthys and Isis look very similar and can only be differentiated by their headdresses.

The Men’s Room





Margaret leaves the office. 
Leo and Hoynes sit in opposite ends.

LEO
How was New York?

HOYNES
Standard and Poor's going to raise the city's credit rating.

LEO
Good.

HOYNES
Nice of you to call me over. We don't see enough of each other.

LEO
No.

HOYNES
Margaret's looking good.

LEO
Did you blow off C.J. Cregg this morning?

HOYNES
Leo...

LEO
I'm asking...

HOYNES
Is that what this is about?

LEO
Did you?

HOYNES
You know what, C.J. doesn't need to come running to you every time she hits a bump...

LEO
C.J. did not come running, John, she covered your ass, she's a good girl. 
And when she tells you something, I want you to consider it a directive from this office.

HOYNES
You want me to consider it a directive from THIS office?

LEO
Yes.

HOYNES
Well, let me consult Article Two of the Constitution, cause I'm not a hundred percent sure where THIS Office gets the authority to direct ME to The Men’s Room!

LEO
You really want to do this now?

HOYNES
Leo, I have had it up to here, with you and your pal! I've been shoved into a broom...

LEO
[gets riled] 
Excuse me! ME and my PAL...?

HOYNES
Yes.

LEO
You are referring to President Bartlet?

HOYNES
Yes.

LEO
Refer to him that way.

HOYNES
[gets up] 
Goodnight, Leo.

LEO
Don't do what you're doing, John.

HOYNES
You're a World Class political operative, Leo. 
Why the hell shouldn't I keep doing what I've been doing?

LEO
'Cause I'll win, and you'll end up playing celebrity golf for the rest of
your life.

HOYNES
How long do you expect me to stick around here and be his whipping boy?

LEO
Give This President anything less than your full-throated support, and you're going to find out exactly how long.

HOYNES
Goodnight, Leo.

LEO
Goodnight, John.

Hoynes leaves. Leo picks up the paperwork from the table and continues to read.





“The date of 21 July 2016 should have been a great moment for supporters of gay rights in the United States. That day Peter Thiel took to the stage of the Republican National Convention in Cleveland, Ohio, and addressed the main hall. A gay man had appeared on a Republican platform before, but not alone and not openly identifying as such. 

By contrast the co-founder of PayPal, an early investor in Facebook, made a clear and head-on reference to his sexuality as he endorsed Donald Trump as the candidate of the Republican Party for President. During his speech Thiel said, ‘I am proud to be gay. I am proud to be a Republican. But most of all I am proud to be an American.’ 

All of this was received with huge cheers in the hall. Such a situation would have been unimaginable even a few election cycles before. NBC was among the mainstream media to report all of this in a positive light. ‘Peter Thiel makes history at RNC’ ran the headline. 

The gay press was not so positive. 

America’s foremost gay magazine, Advocate, attacked Thiel in a long and curious piece consisting of an excommunication from the Church  of Gay. The title read: 

‘Peter Thiel Shows Us There’s a Difference between Gay Sex and Gay.’ 

The sub-banner on the 1,300-word piece by Jim Downs (an associate professor of history at Connecticut College) asked 

‘When you abandon numerous aspects of queer identity, are you still LGBT?’ 

While Downs conceded that Thiel is ‘a man who has sex with other men’, he questioned whether he was in any other way actually ‘gay’.‘

‘That question might seem narrow,’ the author admitted. ‘But it is [sic] actually raises a broad and crucial distinction we must make in our notions of sexuality, identity, and community.’ 

After pooh-poohing those who had hailed Thiel’s speech as any kind of watershed moment – let alone ‘progress’– Downs pronounced his anathema: 

‘Thiel is an example of a man who has sex with other men, but not a gay man. Because he does not embrace the struggle of people to embrace their distinctive identity.’ 

Exhibit A for this gay heresy-finder was that in his speech at the RNC Thiel had dismissed the endless high-profile rows about trans bathroom access, who should use which bathrooms and what facilities should be laid on where. 

Although Thiel had said that he didn’t agree with ‘every plank in our party’s platform’, he did state that ‘fake Culture Wars only distract us from our Economic Decline’. 

As he went on, ‘When I was a kid, the great debate was about how to defeat the Soviet Union. And we won. Now we are told that the great debate is about who gets to use which bathroom. This is a distraction from our real problems. Who cares?’ 

This went down very well in Cleveland. And if opinion polls are anything to go by it is a statement that would go down very well across America. It is demonstrably the case that more people are worried about the economy than are worried about bathroom access. 

But for Advocate this was a deviation too far. 

While reaffirming his own ‘sexual choices’ Thiel was guilty of ‘separating himself from gay identity’. His opinions on the relative ephemerality to the wider culture of transgender bathrooms ‘effectively rejects the conception of LGBT as a cultural identity that requires political struggle to defend’. 

Thiel was alleged to be part of a movement which since the 1970s had not ‘invested in the creation of a cultural identity to the extent that their forebears did’. 

The success of gay liberation had apparently stopped them doing this ‘cultural work’. 

But this was DANGEROUS, as the recent massacre at a gay nightclub had shown in some unconnected way. 

The author left his readers with the powerful reminder that ‘The gay liberation movement has left us a powerful legacy, and protecting that legacy requires understanding the meaning of the term “gay” and not using it simply as a synonym for same-sex desire and intimacy.’


In fact the massacre at the Pulse nightclub in Orlando in June 2016 had been carried out by a young Muslim who swore allegiance to Islamic State (ISIS). 

Yet this detail didn’t detain Advocate or the Gay Pride march in New York later the same month. 

On that occasion the parade led with a huge rainbow banner emblazoned with the words ‘Republican Hate Kills!’, clearly forgetting that Omar Mateen had not been a member of the Republican Party. 

It isn’t just that the self-appointed organizers of the ‘gay community’ have a particular view of politics. 

They also have a specific view of the alleged responsibilities that being gay brings with it. In 2013 the novelist Bret Easton Ellis was reprimanded and banned from the annual media awards dinner by the gay organization GLAAD. 

He had been found guilty of tweeting views about the asinine nature of gay television characters that GLAAD said ‘the gay community had responded negatively to’.

This censorious tone–the prim schoolmaster tone–is the same one Pink News unleashed with a straight face in 2018, with its list of ten ‘dos and don’ts’ for straight people on ‘how they should behave in gay bars’.

In all of these cases the normal instinct is to say ‘Just who the hell do you think you are?’ 

But after his reprimand for wrong-think Ellis managed to sum up what had become a whole part of the new gay problem. 

This was, as he said, that we had come to live in ‘The Reign of The Gay Man as Magical Elf, who whenever he comes out appears before us as some kind of saintly E.T. whose sole purpose is to be put in the position of reminding us only about Tolerance and Our Own Prejudices and To Feel Good About Ourselves and to be a symbol.’ 

The reign of the magical gay elf has indeed been settled for the time being as one of the acceptable ways in which society has made its peace with homosexuality. 

Gays can now marry like everybody else can pretend that they have children in exactly the same way as everybody else, and in general prove – as Dustin Lance Black and Tom Daley do on their YouTube channel – that gays are unthreatening people who actually spend their lives being cute and making cupcakes. 

As Ellis wrote, ‘The Sweet and Sexually Unthreatening and Super-Successful Gay is supposed to be destined to transform The Hets into noble gay-loving protectors –as long as the gay in question isn’t messy or sexual or difficult.’

The former enfant terrible of American fiction had put his finger on something here.”

The Hollywood Vampires



Youth and Talent will never beat Age and Treachery."


Alice Cooper's identity crisis
By BY PHILLIP VALYS and SOUTHFLORIDA.COM

OCT 25, 2013 AT 9:49 AM







Shock rocker Alice Cooper welcomes you to his nightmare Sunday night at the Hard Rock Live in Hollywood. (Hard Rock Live/Courtesy)

In September, Alice Cooper recorded vocals for a new covers album that will pay tribute to his old drinking buddies, the so-called Hollywood Vampires. The honorary members of his underground booze club: Keith Moon, Mickey Dolenz, John Lennon, Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison.
Throwing classic rock covers into his concerts is hardly new for the self-proclaimed "old vampire," who during shows often bounds through a cemetery growling Hendrix's "Foxy Lady" and the Who's "My Generation."



But when the theatrical monster unveils this as-yet untitled album next spring, it will reflect a troubling time in Cooper's four-decade career of wickedness and camp: the heady, alcohol-fueled hedonism of the early-1970s.
"It was a gray area. I didn't know where I started and where I ended," recalls Cooper, speaking by phone from the couch of his home in Phoenix, on the eve of a tour that stops at the Hard Rock Live on Sunday. "That was until I realized that what killed Jimi Hendrix and Jim Morrison was they tried to be rock stars 24 hours a day, instead of switching it off. I realized, 'I'm going to be a little smarter than that.'"

The man born Vincent Damon Furnier is now 32 years sober and, no doubt, knows who he is. This Alice Cooper – the guy on the couch, with a rerun of "Paranormal Witness" paused on the TV and a Ricola clicking in his teeth, not the maniacal rogue who emerges from a coffin cradling a boa constrictor – is the one who coaches Little League and occasionally golfs at the Jacaranda Golf Club in Plantation when he's in town. He also knows that becoming Alice Cooper, the alter-ego he stitched up Frankenstein-style from the body parts of other rock gods, the man who leaps through the fog banks to growl "School's Out" and "I'm Eighteen," is still the thrill he craves.
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"People used to think I was out terrorizing some schoolchildren when I wasn't on a stage," Cooper deadpans. "I'm actually very ordinary without my top hat."

But Cooper recalls a time when he wasn't always so clear on the division between monster and man: when he swung back a few with the Vampires at Hollywood's Rainbow Bar, which provided as many lost weekends as bizarre memories. "Keith would come dressed as Adolf Hitler, or the Queen of England, or a French maid," Cooper says with a laugh.
"I think that, with this album, people will like that there's some authenticity to Alice doing these songs," Cooper says.


This Alice Cooper – not the guy on the couch, but the one who has sparked imitators in everyone from Rob Zombie to Marilyn Manson – spent the summer touring with the latter. Manson, he says, could not stop sharing his admiration.


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"It turned out to be the best tour. Every night we'd try to outdo each other," he says, shifting the cough drop in his mouth. "But I've got the 14 Top-40 songs that everybody knows. I'm still here to blow you off the stage. Youth and talent will never beat age and treachery."


The Werewolves of London




Every Monster has A Purpose

 

Are you really quite so myopically self-involved as to suppose, even for just one momentary contemplation that you DON'T?

 

 

Oh, You.



Every time someone tries to Win A War before it starts,
 innocent people die
Every time.

— Rogers

“Here's The Rest of The Story: So there's The Snake, right, and you’re some tree-dwelling primate. The snake eats primates, and that sucks, so let’s watch out for the damn snakes. Then your brain grows, and you think, “Wait a minute. There’s not just snakes — there's where snake live. Why don't we just get the hell out of the tree, hunt down The Snakes, and get rid of them?” Those are sort of like potential snakes, and so the snake becomes potential snake. It’s the same circuit that you're using to do this thinking. You get rid of the damn snakes. It’s like Saint Patrick chasing them out of Ireland. No more snakes. Everything is paradise. It’s like, no, no, no. 
That’s not how it works, at all

You’ve got Human Snakes. You’re a tribe, you’ve got tribal enemies, and you’ve got to defend yourself against the human snakes, right? Maybe your empire expands, and you get rid of all the human snakes. Then what happens? They start to grow and develop inside. You get rid of all the external enemies and make a big city, and all of a sudden there's enemies that pop up inside

The Snake isn’t just the snake in the garden, and The Snake isn’t just the possible snake, and The Snake isn’t just The Snake that's Your Enemy. The Snake is Your Friend, because Your Friend can betray you. 


And then it’s even worse than that, 
because YOU can Betray You.




So even if you get rid of all the Outside Snakes, you’ve got an Inside Snake, and God only knows what it’s up to. 

That's why the bloody Christians associated The Snake in The Garden of Eden with Satan. It’s unbelievably brilliant, because you gotta think, What's The Enemy? 

Well, it’s The Snake, and fair enough. But, you know, that's good if you're a tree-dwelling primate.

If you're a sophisticated human being with six million years of additional evolution, and you're really trying to solve The Problem of what it is that's The Great Enemy of Mankind…

Well, it’s the human propensity for evil, right? That’s the figure of Satan. That’s what that figure means — just like there's a Logos that’s The Truth That Speaks Order out of Chaos at The Beginning of Time, there’s an antithetical spirit — The Hostile Brother. 

That’s Cain to Abel, which we’ll talk about next week—that's doing exactly the opposite. It’s motivated by absolutely nothing but malevolence and the willingness to destroy, and it has every reason for doing so. 

That’s what’s revealed in the next story, in Cain and Abel: the first glimmerings of the antithetical spirit outside of this strange insistence by the Christian mystics, let’s say, on the identity between the snake in the garden of Eden and the author of all evil himself.”