Ord for dagen
eskatologi – lære om de siste ting, døden, dommen og den evige frelse og fortapelse
skatologi – studiet av ekskrementer
Whoever wins… we lose
Den nye filmen i alien-franchiset: Alien vs. Predator føles veldig aktuell på mange måter – uten at jeg helt klarer å sette fingeren på det.
Bill Hicks sier det som det er
Ilkka Halso: Roller coaster, 2004, fotografi. (les om kunstneren)
Bill Hicks sa det slik:
The world is like a ride in an amusement park. And when you choose to go on it, you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question, is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "Hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride..."
And we... kill those people.
Ha ha
"Shut him up."
"We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up. Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This just has to be real."
Just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. But it doesn't matter because: It's just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one. Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defences each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.
Thank you very much, you've been great.
Baphomet 666 kicker heroin
Allistair Crowley – en av gudfedrene til moderne okkultisme – går på heroinkjøret sånn at ikke du trenger å gjøre det:
"I, Baphomet 666, wishing to prove the strength of my will and the degree of my courage have poisoned myself for the last two years and have succeeded finally in reaching a degree of intoxication such that withdrawal of the drugs (heroin & cocaine) produce a terrible attack of the "Storm Fiend". The acute symptoms arise suddenly, usually on waking up from a nap. They remind me of the "For God's sake turn it off" feeling of having an electric current passing through one, and of the "Super-structure" of the Baltoro Glacier. The psychology is very complex and curious: I think a detailed record of my attempt at breaking the habit will be interesting and useful."
Det er noe forbilledlig med denne måten å se sin egen idioti i et heltemodig lys. Jeg skal jammen meg slutte å skamme meg og begyne å: "Jeg, GammalErik 333, i den hensikt vise mitt mot og demonstrere min viljestyrke, forgiftet meg selv de siste fjorten årene og har endelig lykkes i å nå et avhengighetsnivå slik at røyksuget ved abstinens frambringer et grusomt anfall av 'Stormdjevel'." Min dagligrøyking er faktisk nemlig en ren, frivillig avhengighets-safari. Banna bein! For å si det sånn: William Burroughs kasta seg på opiatkjøret og skrev "Junky". Jeg for min del er straks i mål med researchen til min grensesprengende rusklassiker "Smoker" om det tunge livet på Marlboro-light-kjøret i Oslos nådeløse dog eat dog kaffelatte-jungel.
Neste prosjekt: Snus. (For å demonstrere min grenseløse uforfengelighet samt min evne til å leve uten seksuell kontakt har jeg, Bingosatan 123, stappet små poser tobakk under overleppa i over tre uker.)
Welcome to Boredom
"What people have most longed for, which is consumer society, has come to pass. Like all dreams that come to pass, there is a nagging sense of emptiness. So they look for anything, they believe in any extreme. Any extreme nonsense is better than nothing... Well, I think we're on the track to all kinds of craziness. I think there is no end to what sort of nonsense will come out of the woodwork, and a lot of very dangerous nonsense. I could sum up the future in one word, and that word is boring. The future is going to be boring."
– JG Ballard i et intervju i 1995, sitert i Lars Fr. H. Svendsens Kjedsomhetens Filosofi
[Anbefalt Ballard-lesning: The Atrocity Exhibition]
Apropos: Futurotica – hvis den genspleisede DNA-cutup-klonebeibien til HR Giger og David Cronenberg ble produktdesigner hos Electrolux: "Using everyday technological appliances for their common association with masturbation and sexual stimulation: Futurotica presents a series of prototypes of customised domestic technology. Amplifying the ubiquitous and untapped mastarbatory fantasies found in everyday, off the shelf domestic items, as forms of technology that our bodies can relate to and interact with in unusual ways."
The Very Big Stupid
"I don’t believe in a government that protects us from ourselves. I have illustrated this many times by saying that I would recognize the right of government to say that someone who rode a motorcycle had to protect the public from himself by making certain provisions about his equipment and the motorcycle–the same as we do with an automobile. I disagree completely when government says that because of the number of head injuries from accidents with motorcycles that he should be forced to wear a helmet. I happen to think he’s stupid if he rides a motorcycle without a helmet, but that’s one of our sacred rights–to be stupid."
– Ronald Reagan i intervju om sin politiske filosofi, Reason magazine, 1975
"Some scientists claim that hydrogen, because it is so plentiful, is the basic building block of the universe. I dispute that. I say there is more stupidity than hydrogen, and that is the basic building block of the universe.
[...]
"Forget about Iranian stupidity, or Chinese, or Russian, or South American, or Canadian stupidity–our very own home-made incompetence gets The Grand Prize.
"We're not talking light-hearted foolishness here–when we go for stupid we go for BIG STUPID–like people who shoot at you in the freeway, or the Rambos and Rambo-ettes who blow people away in shopping malls and fast-food restaurants with automatic weapons.
"Here it comes, folks! Watch it grow! One day, the BIG STUPID goes to a PTA meeting, winds through the PTL Club, wends its way to the White House, spreads out from the Oval Office like a cow flop into the judiciary system, dribbles over onto the desks of BIG BUSINESS, and the next thing you know we've got THE VERY BIG STUPID."
– Frank Zappa i The Real Frank Zappa Book, 1988
Prozac til Sankt Peter
Da sa Peter til ham: «Herre, er det deg, så si at jeg skal komme til deg på vannet.» «Kom!» sa Jesus. Peter steg ut av båten og gikk på vannet bort til Jesus. Men da han merket hvordan det blåste, ble han redd og begynte å synke, og ropte: «Herre, frels meg!» Med en gang rakte Jesus hånden ut og grep fatt i ham. «Så lite tro du har!» sa han. «Hvorfor tvilte du?» Så steg de opp i båten, og vinden stilnet. Men de som var i båten, falt på kne for ham og sa: «Du er i sannhet Guds Sønn.»
– Mattheus 14:28-33
To test antidepressants on rats, scientists rely on a method called the forced-swim test. Rats in a closed container of water will try to escape for several minutes before giving up and merely treading water. Researchers call this quiescence a “depressed” state and have found that rats given chemical or electrical antidepressants swim, dive and attempt to climb the walls longer before treading water than untreated rats do. Different types of treatments affect different aspects of the escape behavior.
– Magnetic Moods, Scientific American, April 2004
“I wish I hadn’t cried so much!” said Alice, as she swam about, trying to find her way out. “I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! That will be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer today."
Just then she heard something splashing about in the pool a little way off, and she swam nearer to make out what it was: at first she thought it must be a walrus or hippopotamus, but then she remembered how small she was now, and she soon made out that it was only a mouse that had slipped in like herself.
– Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
"You take the blue pill and the story ends. You wake in your bed and you believe whatever you want to believe."
– Morpheus
Korte bøker
De fleste bøker er for lange. Særlige "viktige" bøker som man "må" lese. De er alltid dritlange. Derfor regner jeg med at min kommende bok Compact Ultra, fra Homér til Foster Wallace - 100 klassiske verker som limericks blir en knallsuksess. Her: En gratis smakebit: Goethes Faust redusert til sin brutale essens:
Faust Compact Ultra
En stormannsgal doktor fikk bud
om no' vedding med satan og gud
Han skulle få svar,
bli en satan til kar,
men så ga'n opp og tok seg en brud.
Forleggere: Manuskriptet ferdigstilles i september. Liberale lisensvilkår! Har kjendis, mangler bok? Dette kan bli din bestselgende tv-kjendis-julebok!
Gi bud!