Sixteen Volts

Tommi has been recently active, giving me a chance to publish a good blog post simply by translating his laconic thoughts for the international stage. It's all right, as we are all friends here and none of us subscribes to the corpoist heresy.

Greetings from the analog world. There is nothing interesting to see in here. Just like I expected. Primitive. Sufficient, but intellectually there is no longer absolutely nothing left outside the Internet.

In one remote little village that I know I believe that every single adult male has a problem with alcohol. Even though it is over ten kilometers to the nearest bar. In my urban environment alcoholism is rare.

I know this feeling. Rural living makes you scared, insecure and aggressive. When you are alone, you lose your ability not to think too much when you are with other people, and you lose a realistic self-image, which in turn leads to a corpoist sense of inferiority and general distrust towards everything.

Finland was a rural society for a long time, and the country was with political decision kept as such many decades longer than it was necessary. This lead to immeasurable suffering. Just read the fairy tales, that is, novels and social studies, from twenty years ago.

If you don't know what the word passive-aggressive means, you should read the arguments for superiority of living in the countryside. They ooze the idea that the other people are somehow dirty and dangerous, and not-so-well hidden ideology of us poor things not being able to make it in the big bad world so it is best not to even try.

The best part of the urban lifestyle is probably in the vulnerability of the religious worldview to seeing its potential victims going to a watering hole to get drunk and not ending up with any kind of human tragedy for doing so.

I apologize for not maintaining a public archive of my old posts. I believe that it is good for you to rewrite your same ideas many times. Refactoring is a good thing. In the digital world, repeating yourself is a virtue. In the world where you had to use bunches of cellulose or even the howling meat this might have been different, I can't really remember.

As I walk around forests and lakeshores, I become more bemused of the sheer clumsiness and wastefulness of Mother Nature. Nature is a pretty wretched place, and all its complex systems are due to the massive, ginormous, literally astronomically large capacity of parallel processing. When you have that you don't need intelligence, as the whole creation shows us.

Using the vocabulary of the past I could say that "God" clearly wasn't the sharpest tack in the drawer, but nanotechnology gives you a lot of resources even if you are not that smart. By the way, am I now engaging in blasphemy?

Even the dumb and limited human being can immediately, using his clumsy actuators, build a better machine for something as soon as he understands how nature operates in that particular aspect. That's what it's like. Ultimately this is probably about nothing but compressing information.

The essential thing about the outdoor worship has traditionally been --- in addition to Vitamin D --- the fact that the UV radiation kills microbes. This is why in the 19th century they tried to get people to go bask in sunlight. The population density in the cities was massive and more people died than were born. The discreet charm of the bourgeois simply meant that they wanted to live longer. The most efficient way to do this was to invest in better hygiene. This is why in the past people were tidy and virtuous.

This later led to the fundamental misunderstanding that the habits of good life and its restrictions come from religions, worldviews and other similar unfalsifiable fairy tales instead of the emerging microbiology and public health policies. Then these people say that we should be free and dare to live. A little dirt doesn't hurt you, they say. If you see somebody being worried about "too much hygiene", that is a surefire sign that you are dealing with an imbecile.

Another similar sign is giving even the slightest value for Nietzsche, Freud, Marx and other similar mountebanks of the past era of ignorance. The very little that was reasonable in their scribblings has later been re-invented much better and more accurately independently of these fellas.

The fact that people don't really live the way they think or believe is just healthy and right. Only people who are somehow defective take their own ideas that seriously. They need mental health services, not audiences.

Posted by Ilkka Kokkarinen on Friday, June 30, 2006 at 11:12 AM