Pretty nifty pictures of a 13 story Chinese building that sat down

I haven't, and probably won't. But then, for some time now I've been cutting corn and especially its derivatives out of my life.

Apparently that is not the case. Not all of the white devils fell under Custers curse. But the indians did get reservationed, tortured, starved and killed and the rest *were* chastized and welfared. Today, they would have been napalmed, nooked and disappeared.

But I get your drift, its good to know basics, too.

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Ah, go on. Why stifle the child? We had one when I was a wee brat, for brining firewood up from the basement, right next to the fireplace in the living room and us kids used to ride in it all the time. It was a manual one, had a handcrank and I suppose some pulleys and chains, and it was common practice for one of us to get abandoned in the thing between floors. You don't grow balls until you've rode the tricycle down the basement stairs. LOL

They took off today, 40 years ago. I remember it cause it was my parents anniversary. I was 14. How were the soviets involved?

My point was that when people make achievements (or disasters, as the case may be), they do so in a sense on behalf of the rest of humanity. Humanity ultimately takes a certain credit for your corkscrew elevator. :)

I don't go for all that altruistic stuff. Whats mine is mine and what isn't, isn't. I don't take credit or responsibility for things I had nothing to do with. Have you noticed the role euphamasia plays today?

I wasn't talking at all about altruism, but even so, what about that volunteer work you were apparently going to do?

So the corkscrew elevator will just be yours and no one will benefit from it ever?

As a fellow human, it would seem that you do whether you like it or not.

I might have mentioned it on here in different words. Maybe it's a bit like sugar-coating one's accomplishments, or one's lifestyle, when it's not enough to just be.

I would say 'representation', rather than credit or responsibility, in the sense that if, say, an alien landed and you were the first (maybe only) 'human' they spoke with.

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Nope. I don't play that.

How many TV shows have you watched in the last 30 years? Everybody does lots of things, TV has just never been much of a priority for me, so I do other stuff, projects for example, for money. The people that find this difficult to comprehend haven't accomplished much in their life because they haven't applied theirself.

I'd have to have a whole lotta money in order to have a countach, and I really like em. But, there's about 20 vehicles I'd prefer over them. The countach is somewhat *single function* vehicle but I like to multitask. Might get me a jeep.

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I qualified that in my previous post with 'represent'. We all represent each other whether we like it or not. It's the idea where someone digs up your bones aeons later. Your skull would represent a human's. :)

That's fine. I comprehend it, but I also comprehend that some people also like to exaggerate. Kind of like euphemasia I guess. And there are some who internalize the exaggerations of others and think they have to do the same.

The point is (also) what you do with your money and even how it is earned, such as if it is actual work? A "Countach" is, in a sense, less than useless, but then you might already have an idea of how I feel in general about cars. :) It wasn't always that way, though, but you grow and maybe notice some deceptions and lies.

"The state is not the root of the "eeevil", it's the symptom."

The root of the problem is laziness and dishonesty, both a product of two of the basest human emotions/motivations: fear and greed. To state it another way: humanity involves, most simply, the conscious and principled discipline and control of fear and greed, which one has no choice but to experience as a higher biological organism.

A good way to think about how the non-human h*mo sapiens respond to fear and greed is that they seek to hoard profits and spread losses. The chief motivation is laziness and chief tool to satisfy all is dishonesty. The interesting thing about dishonesty -- self, other directed, and institutionalized -- is that the better one is at it (the more dishonest) the less detectable and more powerful it is.

What's interesting about laziness is how hard people work at not producing tradeable values. Consider a bum on the exit ramp day in, day out. I've seen some of them work their asses off at begging in the hot, cold, and rainy for years on end. How much easier it would be to work at a job.

It's the labor theory of value. The lazy look to a world where raw physical activity, disconnected from any other requirements, is of paramount value.

To look at it in its plainest form, there are those advocating that some fears are just too great not to force others to pay for general anesthesia, and the argument turns on which anesthesia and in what dosage is most "efficient" and "useful." Hey, maybe we can "privatize" the production and delivery of it, which still doesn't address the root laziness, dishonesty, individual responsibility or accountability.

Then there are those, "the nouveaux ancaps," who rightfully understand that you can't hold consistently to individualist principle and advocate any degree of state coercion, but have failed to understand that the state is an effect of a deeper problem (as outlined above). They think that you have to win friends and influence people by trying to explain that life would be so much better without the state.

But you can't truly understand anarchism until you accept that it doesn't matter what society "would be like" without the state. It's not the issue. The issue is that nobody has any right to chain me to their fears or satisfy their greed at my involuntary expense and anyone who thinks otherwise, even just a little tiny bit can just go f*ck right off and there's simply no kind way to put that.

Likewise.

Nothing like a little BC bud before posting, ay? A little Green for those thoughtful moments? Something the Greens would love legalized? Something to enjoy while we putz around in our govermonk-funded 5- star?

I was listening to a song while reading one of your posts awhile back, and it hit me how well it went with it. Like a theme song or something. I'll upload it when I get the chance. It's "You, The Night, and The Music", by 'Tones On Tail'.

You couldn't make this stuff up.

It's also what high-school career counsellors call it. When you're born, you have arrived in your niche. You don't have to find it, it's already there. If some f*ck it up, then ya, you have to "find your niche" until your original one can be restored. At least that's how the idea goes.

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I saw something in Your Tube recently-- a home-made wind-turbine to generate electricity that seems deceptively simple.

I kind of agree with you, but might take exception to laziness depending on your definition of it. I think a little bit of work is required for survival, happiness and health, but nowhere near the arbitrary 40-hour work-week. It just seems like one of the many wools pulled over people's eyes. It is an embarrassment and a humiliation.

"You're living in a dream world, Neo."

"The Matrix is the world pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth."

"What truth?"

"That you are a slave, Neo."

Perhaps we're both trying to articulate our own brand of trying to wake up from Plato's Cave... and we can't... struggling forever with the chains of paradox and contradiction where our only freedom will be in our eventual deaths.

"Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?"

--The Matrix

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep- while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?

-- E.A. Poe, "A Dream Within A Dream"

The keyword is deceptive. I looked into it, simple it ain't, unless you call machining 1968 Volvo brake rotors to within 10,000th of an inch simple. Don't lose count when you're doing those windings, and don't wind one backwards or you'll end up owing rather than earning......

Like vodka? Or do you distill your own? I'd like to try that. As for rain water, you can't seem to win there either, as there might be some crud in that too, but I agree, it might be better if they're still dumping flouride in. If I drink water, it's usually distilled or in the forms of milk and juice.

It was not offered as fatalistic, but rather as a comment on how we are not jobs, that we are people, our own persons... A shepherd is still a job. ;)

"What do you want to be when you grow up?" "Huh? ... I'm me... I don't want to 'be' anything but myself... I'm learning who I am, what I enjoy, and about the world... What are these contrived niches you speak of, these compartmentalizations?" ;)

When you turn living into a job or "OCD", I wonder if and how much of actual living is leftover. Maybe if it was 20 hours a week or less, that would be different. I think it's coming, (unless vested interests and what Don talks about with regard to greed, etc., blocks it): Steady-State Economics.

I got 'Lillooet' and some other place and so was unsure that was the right link... Ok, so that's near your place.

Good to hear. Do you swim?