Blah blah AI no creativity, whatever, blah.
It’s still fun.
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Blah blah AI no creativity, whatever, blah.
It’s still fun.
I’m on both sides of the fence about things like the world cup. For one thing, it’s a joy to see that humans can perform at such a level, but on the other, it seems to me like a complete kill off of any joy in the sport. Joy, which is often replaced by the ugliest form of nationalism. [I just accidentally put my finger on why I found the Norwegian team to be so charming] I also found the World Cup to be a bit disgusting, given that some of the nations involved are cheerfully performing crimes against humanity, while the others appear to be setting that aside, because, yes, the players practiced a lot. I think none of that really holds much water, because the players aren’t amateurs who are giving their lives to sport – they are professionals, who are gambling that they will make millions of dollars if they perform well.
A lot of this is what I consider being from the Department of Obviousness Department, which I normally try to avoid, but sometimes, the timing is such that I appear to have powers above and beyond those of an ordinary ex-nerd thinking about the future. There was a time, once, when I was arrogant enough to reply – when someone asked me to predict the future – “I make the future, I don’t predict it.” Which was literally true but also JD Vance-level stupid.
I hear that they took him to the Naval Observatory for emergency medical care. Could this be The Day? It would be funny if it coincided with what I posted last night.
I figure with all the doom and gloom, maybe I should bring you a story that elevates your opinion of humans a little bit.
I feel as if all the point of progressivism has just served to use it as a target. Every place where there has been an attempt to move forward, it turns out that the forces of moving back are more motivated, more powerful, and they play dirty.
It’s a scary moment, when you realize that nationalism is a pack of lies, like religion and being a sports fan. For me, it was slow-dawning but got a strong boost when I was in the army (1983-9, basic and reserve) the wastage and stupidity began to sink in on me and I was reading a lot of the history of other countries. It’s hard not to read stuff like The Best and The Brightest [worldcat] and start to realize that the author is not just pointing out that the emperor’s new clothes show a lot of skin, but so do all of his wise senior advisors. So, how did such a bunch of idiots accomplish this? Then, you realize that behind every Bonaparte is a Talleyrand. Behind every Trump is a Miller. And they create the sweet-smelling bullshit we are all fed as we grow up. What really did it for me was reading Howard Zinn’s A People’s History, [worldcat] which – my offer still stands – I will give anyone a copy of if they ask for it politely.
Reading Zinn caused me to shift my interest in history a few points to the side of where it had been focused straight on military history, and I began re-reading my favorite military histories and thinking about the political context. And/or wondering how it was pitched at the time.
I’m going to shovel out some opinions, here, and I will not be bothering (entirely) to support them with references and argumentation. Let me put that out front, since I am going to make some very negative assumptions about some people, and may even vent my spleen. Or, air it out, anyway.
In an earlier posting about my osoraku dagger, I made a comment to the effect that rocks are pretty yawn-riffic. “Ha ha ha,” laughed the fates and fired up their favorite app: “Comeuppance”
Imagine how odd it would look if all the heavenly bodies we see are more or less round-ish, and only Earth was flat?