Thursday 19 March 2020

Not Dead Yet.












ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
It was nice watching you eat.
Good company.

Hey Yo, Little Marie - 
Let There Be Light!


ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
You like dogs?


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Dogs?


ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Dogs. This is like a dog pound.
It's where they keep a large variety of dogs. 

I used to come here all the time, for sightseeing.

But, you know, you learn a lot talking to dogs.
Really, you do.


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Yeah, man. So... .
Hey, man, how about •this• one?


ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
He don't look too friendly, my friend.


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Man, this is the one.
Hey, boy, how you doing?


ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Hey, what about this one here?
Come here, boy.


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Who, him?

ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Yeah, why not?

STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Hell, no. That is one •ugly• dog, man.

ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
I know, but it's kind of a cute ugly, y’know?


If you look at it closely, the color... it sorta looks like old furniture, like some kind of pirate-chest thing going on.



STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Yeah, sure, man.
Hey, so how about a young one?


ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Steps, forget him

Come over here.
I want you to see something.

Now, you notice what this animal
is doing here? 
Lying in that position?



STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa
He ain't doing nothing.

ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
No, he's doing a lot.
He ain't wasting no energy.


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Because he's dead.


ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Nah, he ain't dead, there's a lot of good mileage left on that dog.
Good food, the addition of a couple
of new friends, bingo, he's back.

What do you think is a good name?



STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
It's your dog - You name him.


ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
No. It's, like, a community animal - Fifty-fifty.


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa:
Look, I don't know much about no dogs.


ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Well, Steps, y’know it ain't that complicated, you pet him, you feed him, and Nature takes its course, you know, so... 

Don't you wanna name an animal?

I think every guy should at one time try to name an animal something.


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
I don't know. 
Fleabag’?

ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Fleabag’, It's catchy. 

It ain't original
but it's pretty good.

But I think,  you could come up with, in your young brain... something better to throw out than ‘Fleabag’.


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Punchy’. 
How's that?

ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
‘Punchy’?


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Yeah, ‘Punchy’.

(Steps smirks, biting his bottom lip, looking Rocky straight in the eye —

Rocky knows he is being made fun-of, absorbs it, rolls with the punch and calls The Kid’s bluff  - he decides to take the suggestion seriously.)

ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
....I like it, you know.



STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
For real?

ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Yeah, for real. 
Punchy’ it is. 

It's easy to remember, it's not that hard to spell.

And once it's in your brain, you never forget it. 

‘Punchy.’ Very Good.


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
All right, man.

ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Good call.

All right, Punchy - You ready to get bailed out, my friend?
Okay.


STEPHANO (“Steps”),
of The House of Balboa :
Hey, you know it was a joke, don't you?

ROCKY BALBOA,
of The House of Balboa :
Yeah, I know.
You're a Very Funny Guy.

( and he says so with total sincerity - because he knows that now, Steps will have to explain his decision to his mother when she finds out that Rocky let him name the dog. )

BURN




Come on out when you’re Abel.

Morgan Jones, 
Patriarch of House-Morgan
 



When investigating the village in Zaire in the movie Outbreak, several huts are burned down. 

This is the traditional tribal method for controlling the spread of an infection in many parts of The World. 



Food and water are left outside the entrance to the dwelling, and the occupants cannot leave. 

If several days (usually three or four) of these supplies are not used, then the dwelling is burned down to stop the infection from spreading.






It’s useful to stay informed - but you don’t have to be INUNDATED. 

That way, Madness Lies. 
It’s too damn complicated.  

You’re constrained by your own existence, and then you're constrained by the existence of Other People, and then you're also constrained by The World. 

If I read Hamlet and what I extracted out of that is the idea that I should jump off a bridge, it puts my interpretation to an end rather quickly. It doesn’t seem to be optimally functional. 

An interpretation is constrained by the reality of The World. It’s constrained by the reality of Other People, and it’s constrained by your reality across time. There’s only a small number of interpretations that are going to work in that tightly defined space. 

That’s part of the reason that postmodernists are WRONG. 

It’s also part of the reason, by the way, that AI people who are trying to make intelligent machines have had to put them in a body. It turns out that you just can’t make something intelligent without it being embodied, and it’s partly for the reasons that I've just described. 

You need constraints on The System, so that The System doesn’t drown in an infinite sea of interpretation.


It’s like what, uh, a father said to son when he give him a watch that had been handed down through generations. 

He said 
"I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire, which will fit your individual needs no better than it did mine or my father's before me, I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you may forget it for a moment now and then and not spend all of your breath trying to CONQUER it."

Amy:
You are so weird.

Dale :
It's not me, it's Faulkner. 
William Faulkner. 
Maybe my bad paraphrasing.

CROSSROADS





I went down to The Crossroads
Tried to flag a ride
I went down to the crossroads
Tried to flag a ride
Nobody seemed to know me
Everybody passed me by


I went down to the crossroads
Fell down on my knees
I went down to the crossroads
Fell down on my knees
Ask the Lord above for mercy
Save me if you please









PATERNAL INSTINCT



























So here’s what God as a Father is like :


You can enter into a Covenant with it, so you can make a bargain with it. 


It responds to Sacrifice. 


It Answers Prayers






It Punishes and Rewards. 



It Judges and Forgives. 



It’s not Nature. 


It built Eden for Mankind 
and then banished us for disobedience. 




It’s Too Powerful to be Touched. 








It granted Free Will. 


Distance from it is Hell. 


Distance from it is Death. 




It reveals itself in Dogma 
and in Mystical Experience

and 





It is The Law.