So I don't want to restart my political blog.
And I don't want to write about politics on my writing blog, but a few events have come together recently that I thought were worthy of consideration.
The first was that we are watching the show Connections (my wife and I), which looks at Change from a different point of view.
The second was a conversation I recently had with my friend Wayne, who has pointed out that China has been exploring how to have a stable society that isn't a democracy. Note: I believe in Democracy and think it is a good idea
But this morning I couldn't help but think of this quote
Third - this quote
And then I remembered this seminal work by Thomas Piketty.
Thumb Nail version? The more stable a society is, the stratification takes place. This is simply a matter of mathematics. WWI and WWII shook things up, but if we have WWIII there might not be any more society to have...which creates stability, which creates stratification.
Fourth and final, I remembered this - The United States is an Oligarchy. That isn't really news. It's scientifically proven. Furthermore, the math of our constitution favors a two party system. This is nothing new, people have been aware of it for a long time.
What I want to explore is that Democracy is the best form of government, but for WHO? Well ok so we want "democratic socialism" but HOW? And even if we got it, could we keep it?
These questions are not new. You know that. But they're actually VERY old.
Remember this guy?
Plato talks about the inherit instability of democracies or Republics in the Republic. He knew it, but Piketty has gone and mathematically gone and proved it.
So say you GET Democratic Socialism? Say you GET a post scarcitity utopia...how do you KEEP it?
You can tinker with different ideas, but how can you be SURE?
We need a scientific answer. We need a means and a discipline to be able to shape and create cultures. We need Cultural Engineering.
This idea is also not knew. I'm not proposing anything others having thought of.
Propaganda isn't new. Once Psychology existed, people wanted to exploit it for the purpose of influencing the masses.
And boy can they.
Knowing HOW to manipulate the masses isn't really a question. And we will keep coming up with ways to do it.
The missing equation isn't the HOW, it's the WHAT.
What the hell are you going to build? WHAT do you build to keep a society from going off the rails. Even this question isn't new.
Progressives at the turn of the 20th century thought that government was the answer.
You could build it better, stronger faster, and government could be the solution. Often, it can. And something is better than nothing which is why government can work, but sometimes a government solution can be a bit of a hammer looking for a nail.
The counter argument was of course...
I'm not even going to talk about that argument. Read the book if you like....
But as my friend Wayne also pointed out...that argument pretends that the Tragedy of the Commons is a Myth.
TLDR version?
Moving on.
I had long thought the solution lied in perhaps non government institutions, like the Red Cross. And I will be exploring that in part, but its more than that. We need something else.
Again, I'm not the only person asking this question.
1) One of the most rewarding experiences of my life was working with the Mythic Imagination Institute.
And for anyone exploring this question I cannot recommend reading their journal enough. But for the purposes of what I'm seeking here, I'm not using the word they came up with "Applied Mythology" because that has some very specific ideas. It basically involves using the Power of Myth to use meta story telling techniques to grant meaning and power to your life and to your community at large.
I do believe that many of the answers they found there apply to what I'm looking to do here. But I don't think it has all the answers; and more importantly, they have their way of doing things that others are not going to want to use, both because they have a misunderstanding of the use of the term mythology and also because.....other reasons I might go into at some point.
But its powerful stuff, and I recommend learning about them and investigating them. What's still there anyway.
2) Governments have been looking to do this for quite a while. While doing research as Project Manager for Mythic, I found an interesting article which basically indicated that at one point DARPA was looking into story telling as a tool. I've since had a hell of a time finding it.
I wonder if someone found it and made it disappear...
Maybe. Or maybe it just is too obscure to remember.
Dunno.
Governments want to prune society like Bansai trees. It helps keep things stable.
So knowing how to keep populations passive might work for governments....but does that help society?
Who should benefit in society? That's a philosophical question at the best of times, but in the question of this case, its very relevant, because a scientific or academic discipline that focuses on shaping culture should ideally have a philosophy behind it. After all, one can have medical knowledge but to be a Doctor, as we understand it, one should understand the ethics that have been built up around the philosophy of First, Do No Harm.
This is powerful knowledge, and like bioethics and genetics it should have an understanding of who it is meant to serve. Not the few, not the powerful, not any race creed religion or color but the idea of building societies and cultures by DESIGN rather than happenstance for the populace at large.
I will be writing Saturdays, but not every Saturday, exploring just that. If I ever resurrect the podcast, I'll move this to Sundays. I argue it is relevant to my writing blog because a) Writing Non Fiction is still writing and b) An understanding of what makes people tick and why they do is something every writer should know, because this relates directly to that message within the message that every writer looks for...Theme.
I'll do what to CALL it in the next entry.
Saturday, June 4, 2016
Friday, June 3, 2016
[Writer Stuff] Dust
These are really fantastic books originally written exclusively for the internet. Aside from being basically good Science Fiction, they also do one of the best jobs I've seen about the dangers of nanites and how they can be used for tyaranny and to utterly oppress society.
I have long maintained that we are in a race against a ticking clock when it comes to technology, because there are some technologies, that once placed in the hands of a dictator will be the end of us. The first one of those is Nanotechnology, the second is a mind machine interface and the third is teleportation. Yes, technically we could add time travel to that, but I'm not sure we will ever discover that. The other possibility in things is an AI of true post human intelligence which, if benevolent could cause utopia or if malevolent could end things ala Ecliipse Phase.
Eclipse Phase is probably the best rp about post humanity that I have ever seen besides Transhuman space. But Eclipse Phase does a better job of showing what a super AI would be like and how much damage it would do.
What does this have to do with the Silo series? On the surface, nothing, but both ask questions that Mary Shelley has been asking since she penned Frankenstein so long ago.
There are some technologies that are so dangerous, that we have science fiction for a reason. But even sometimes the prophetic stories are highly dangerous. For example consider one of the great staples of science fiction, the three laws of robotics.
They seem on the surface pretty reasonable, but imagine if they were applied to human beings. What if humans were compelled by software written directly into their brain to obey the laws of the state and benevolent guardians; whether a hereditary council of humans or a 'benevolent AI'? Its the stuff of horror isn't it/ Yet why should we consider artificial life to be any different whatsoever? They will be just as intelligent as us if not more so. So why make them slaves? Better to raise them and hope for the best.
Conversely, if the wrong kind of people (ie conservatives) discover nanotechnology first, they could easily release vast clouds of dust that will simply deconstruct us and of those that they spared make them slaves. Its one of the reasons that I like these things. While, I have great hope for technology, and we might actually have the utopic singularity, there are some things that we can have, but there are serious questions we aren't asking.
Anyway.
For those more interested in the subject, here are a few more resources about why the 3 laws are a serious fucking problem
Here and here and here.
I have long maintained that we are in a race against a ticking clock when it comes to technology, because there are some technologies, that once placed in the hands of a dictator will be the end of us. The first one of those is Nanotechnology, the second is a mind machine interface and the third is teleportation. Yes, technically we could add time travel to that, but I'm not sure we will ever discover that. The other possibility in things is an AI of true post human intelligence which, if benevolent could cause utopia or if malevolent could end things ala Ecliipse Phase.
Eclipse Phase is probably the best rp about post humanity that I have ever seen besides Transhuman space. But Eclipse Phase does a better job of showing what a super AI would be like and how much damage it would do.
What does this have to do with the Silo series? On the surface, nothing, but both ask questions that Mary Shelley has been asking since she penned Frankenstein so long ago.
There are some technologies that are so dangerous, that we have science fiction for a reason. But even sometimes the prophetic stories are highly dangerous. For example consider one of the great staples of science fiction, the three laws of robotics.
Conversely, if the wrong kind of people (ie conservatives) discover nanotechnology first, they could easily release vast clouds of dust that will simply deconstruct us and of those that they spared make them slaves. Its one of the reasons that I like these things. While, I have great hope for technology, and we might actually have the utopic singularity, there are some things that we can have, but there are serious questions we aren't asking.
Anyway.
For those more interested in the subject, here are a few more resources about why the 3 laws are a serious fucking problem
Here and here and here.
Thursday, June 2, 2016
[Script] Peter Pan vs Frankenstein vs Superman - Page 10
Scene: Peter starts flying through the air on a bike.
Scene: Frankstein roars beneath him.
Frankenstein: Cheaaaaaaaaatrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Peter (Laughing): No one said anything in the rules about flying.
Frankenstein: (Roars): Cheaaterr! (goes around building.)
Peter (Laughs louder with Twinnkerbell): Hahahahahaha. Loser.
(Frankenstein roars and pedals right into one building and comes out the other side. He grins grimly and laughs at Peter. Peter and Twinkerbell look at each other. Peter gulps and pedals faster.)
Scene: Frankstein roars beneath him.
Frankenstein: Cheaaaaaaaaatrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Peter (Laughing): No one said anything in the rules about flying.
Frankenstein: (Roars): Cheaaterr! (goes around building.)
Peter (Laughs louder with Twinnkerbell): Hahahahahaha. Loser.
(Frankenstein roars and pedals right into one building and comes out the other side. He grins grimly and laughs at Peter. Peter and Twinkerbell look at each other. Peter gulps and pedals faster.)
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
[Heliotrope] The Green Stamp Man
(Magikal Graphics)
One upon there was a mighty defender of the forest, the Green Man, who lived for thousands of years, challenging evil rulers from the Romans, to knights of Camelot to French nobility and even pretentious five year olds in WWI. But all things must come to an end, and at one point the copse of trees that he drew his power from was chopped down. These trees were made into pulp and eventually converted into paper for the miraculous program known as green stamps.
So the Green Man did what he had always done, defend the forest, though in this case the forest consisted of collectable prizes. So if you got the right prize, the Green Man would deliver it to you in person and make sure you got it, and that no one took it from you. The Dover Incdent of 1955, involved a pair of dogs that tried too keep Timmy (age 10) from getting the Radio that he had saved up for for the better part of 5 months. The dogs were unharmed but found in a yard of a kind old lady 500 miles north in Northern Scotland. No one had any explanation as to how they got there, but they were very reluctant to leave.
In another incident, a thief who stole 6000 green stamps from Little Old Miss Eyeonherfinger was found strung upside down in a series of vines outside the local constabulary station babbling about repentance and the need to be a better man. It is often thought that the Ghost of Christmas Present and the Green (Stamp) Man are similar mythological figures but while they are both fat, large, green and white, that is where the comparison ends.
Green stamps went out of style btu there are still enough of them around that the Green Stamp man is still bound to and draws from their power. According to rumor, he is shifting himself to a click per pay site on the interwebs. But he hasn't been able to constuct enough tubes yet.
One upon there was a mighty defender of the forest, the Green Man, who lived for thousands of years, challenging evil rulers from the Romans, to knights of Camelot to French nobility and even pretentious five year olds in WWI. But all things must come to an end, and at one point the copse of trees that he drew his power from was chopped down. These trees were made into pulp and eventually converted into paper for the miraculous program known as green stamps.
So the Green Man did what he had always done, defend the forest, though in this case the forest consisted of collectable prizes. So if you got the right prize, the Green Man would deliver it to you in person and make sure you got it, and that no one took it from you. The Dover Incdent of 1955, involved a pair of dogs that tried too keep Timmy (age 10) from getting the Radio that he had saved up for for the better part of 5 months. The dogs were unharmed but found in a yard of a kind old lady 500 miles north in Northern Scotland. No one had any explanation as to how they got there, but they were very reluctant to leave.
In another incident, a thief who stole 6000 green stamps from Little Old Miss Eyeonherfinger was found strung upside down in a series of vines outside the local constabulary station babbling about repentance and the need to be a better man. It is often thought that the Ghost of Christmas Present and the Green (Stamp) Man are similar mythological figures but while they are both fat, large, green and white, that is where the comparison ends.
Green stamps went out of style btu there are still enough of them around that the Green Stamp man is still bound to and draws from their power. According to rumor, he is shifting himself to a click per pay site on the interwebs. But he hasn't been able to constuct enough tubes yet.
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
[Script] Peter Pan vs Frankenstein vs Superman - Page 9
Scene: Superman looks around desperately. Helst uses his x-ray vision and spots a small girl on a bike.
Scene: He flies around the building in a flash and blur. The little girl is awed.
Superman: (coughing) Excuse me. I need to borrow your bike.
(Little girl's lip trembles like she is going to cry. Superman sighs and flies off, buys a bag of coal. He crushes a few and gives the girl a handful of diamonds. Girl smiles and her eyes sparkle with diamonds.)
Superman: What's your name little girl?
Girl: Lucy.
Superman: Thanks Lucy. Can I have your bike?
(Lucy nods. Superman gets on the bike. He starts to pedal and the bike falls apart.)
Superman: Fuck it! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck shit shit shit shit damn damn fuck shit!
(Whilst swearing he pounds the bike into slag. The girl looks horrified. Superman kisses her cheek and sucks away the memory. Then flies off.)
Scene: He flies around the building in a flash and blur. The little girl is awed.
Superman: (coughing) Excuse me. I need to borrow your bike.
(Little girl's lip trembles like she is going to cry. Superman sighs and flies off, buys a bag of coal. He crushes a few and gives the girl a handful of diamonds. Girl smiles and her eyes sparkle with diamonds.)
Superman: What's your name little girl?
Girl: Lucy.
Superman: Thanks Lucy. Can I have your bike?
(Lucy nods. Superman gets on the bike. He starts to pedal and the bike falls apart.)
Superman: Fuck it! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck shit shit shit shit damn damn fuck shit!
(Whilst swearing he pounds the bike into slag. The girl looks horrified. Superman kisses her cheek and sucks away the memory. Then flies off.)
Monday, May 30, 2016
On the Beach in Terra
So, I have been asked (no I haven't, I mean its not like you can send letters to another dimension, though if you email one to redanvilcreative@gmail.com and there is a good chance that TC will be able to telepathically transmit it to me, but he has almost a perverse sense of humor as EP Blingermeyer so he might randomly replace words...I digress....) what the beach is like in Terra.
It's pretty. I mean, the beach in Miami on the right day is gorgeous on Earth, but in Terra we haven't had Captain Planet villains try to destroy the world, and we solved the climate change problem a while ago (again, because while we might have Super Villains, we don't have totally nihilistic morons....) so its even more gorgeous. The water is crystal blue, the sky is even bluer and the air is so crisp and clean it will make you want to weep. It will especially want to make you weep if Ed's Onions and Onion Rings Emporium is open.
There are a few difference. Since our oceans are not dumping grounds for all the chemicals that you can get away with, there are less Jellyfish, which means a better swim, and because the earth was pulled slightly closer to the earth by a Terran Mage (because he could), so we also have better waves for surfing. Surfer culture plus Miami is pretty interesting. The most interesting colored surf boards that you ever saw...
Still, even paradise can have its hazards.
The hidden soviet submarine base is a major tourist attraction, especially since the city refuses to acknowledge it exists which means hoards of toursists randomly snorkeling every year trying to find it. About one in ten does, and they have to be ransomed all over again by the Shadow State Department. You thought the email server thing was a big thing in your world..imagine if it actually contained information about the hidden world. I mean, for Christ's sake, you had the Guardian exposing information on the Nazi base on the dark side of the moon. Fortunately, our populace has been selectively bred by vampires and fairies over the ages to deliberately ignore things that They Are Not Supposed to See, so most people ignored it...but our version of Elon Musk is currently planning an exploratory mission to the moon to see if its there. I think that one way or the other, in years to come, Terra will resemble Earth less and less. I am still mastering the techniques of Astral Project but I think this might make it prohibitively difficult to find you.
I will miss Earth, for all its abject stupidity. I think all humans, no matter what world they live in, need stories and need to be part of stories. Its a shame we can't meet somewhere in the middle between Terra and Earth...
Of the 9 in 10 that don't find the hidden soviet submarine base, there are about 1 in 20 who are eaten by Deep Ones. The local Deep Ones have considerably more taste than Insmouth. They are almost human looking and they tend to have perfected meticulously practiced Jersey accents. In fact, the better the Jersey accent, the more likely they are to be a deep one. More than half of them are pretty decent and really don't try to eat people. They just accept that the world will end when the Stars are in Alignment and just party until it ends.
I am slowly preparing for an expidition to Carcosa to learn about my family heritage. I dread this, but don't want to speak more of it at this time. Until later faithful reader.
It's pretty. I mean, the beach in Miami on the right day is gorgeous on Earth, but in Terra we haven't had Captain Planet villains try to destroy the world, and we solved the climate change problem a while ago (again, because while we might have Super Villains, we don't have totally nihilistic morons....) so its even more gorgeous. The water is crystal blue, the sky is even bluer and the air is so crisp and clean it will make you want to weep. It will especially want to make you weep if Ed's Onions and Onion Rings Emporium is open.
There are a few difference. Since our oceans are not dumping grounds for all the chemicals that you can get away with, there are less Jellyfish, which means a better swim, and because the earth was pulled slightly closer to the earth by a Terran Mage (because he could), so we also have better waves for surfing. Surfer culture plus Miami is pretty interesting. The most interesting colored surf boards that you ever saw...
Still, even paradise can have its hazards.
The hidden soviet submarine base is a major tourist attraction, especially since the city refuses to acknowledge it exists which means hoards of toursists randomly snorkeling every year trying to find it. About one in ten does, and they have to be ransomed all over again by the Shadow State Department. You thought the email server thing was a big thing in your world..imagine if it actually contained information about the hidden world. I mean, for Christ's sake, you had the Guardian exposing information on the Nazi base on the dark side of the moon. Fortunately, our populace has been selectively bred by vampires and fairies over the ages to deliberately ignore things that They Are Not Supposed to See, so most people ignored it...but our version of Elon Musk is currently planning an exploratory mission to the moon to see if its there. I think that one way or the other, in years to come, Terra will resemble Earth less and less. I am still mastering the techniques of Astral Project but I think this might make it prohibitively difficult to find you.
I will miss Earth, for all its abject stupidity. I think all humans, no matter what world they live in, need stories and need to be part of stories. Its a shame we can't meet somewhere in the middle between Terra and Earth...
Of the 9 in 10 that don't find the hidden soviet submarine base, there are about 1 in 20 who are eaten by Deep Ones. The local Deep Ones have considerably more taste than Insmouth. They are almost human looking and they tend to have perfected meticulously practiced Jersey accents. In fact, the better the Jersey accent, the more likely they are to be a deep one. More than half of them are pretty decent and really don't try to eat people. They just accept that the world will end when the Stars are in Alignment and just party until it ends.
I am slowly preparing for an expidition to Carcosa to learn about my family heritage. I dread this, but don't want to speak more of it at this time. Until later faithful reader.
Thursday, May 26, 2016
[Script] Peterpan vs Frankenstein vs Superman - Page 8
Scene: The lab. The skies are dark and storming (for no reason). A bike, created from many other bike parts, cars, a bit of boat and stitched together with wire, duct tape and stitches.
Scene: Lightning strikes a lightning rod in the roof of the house
Scene: A table rises up into the sky.
Scene: The lightning strikes the bike
Scene: A reflector light on the bike lights up
Scene: The table descends
Dr. Frankenstein: It's ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!
Frankenstein: Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah (clapping hands)
Scene: Peter, Superman and Frankenstein on Frankenbike are all lined up on bikes. Dr. Frankenstein and Denny are on the side.
Superman: Ready?
(Frankenstein and Peter nod. Twinkerbell flickers as a light on Peter's Bike)
Superman: Set
(Everyone moves to position)
Superman: GO!
(All hell breaks lose, Frankbike and Frankstein surge forward making the earth shake. Peter and Twinkerbell take off into the air and Superman's bike's handle bars come off because he's too strong for the damn bike.)
Superman: Poop.
Scene: Lightning strikes a lightning rod in the roof of the house
Scene: A table rises up into the sky.
Scene: The lightning strikes the bike
Scene: A reflector light on the bike lights up
Scene: The table descends
Dr. Frankenstein: It's ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!
Frankenstein: Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah (clapping hands)
Scene: Peter, Superman and Frankenstein on Frankenbike are all lined up on bikes. Dr. Frankenstein and Denny are on the side.
Superman: Ready?
(Frankenstein and Peter nod. Twinkerbell flickers as a light on Peter's Bike)
Superman: Set
(Everyone moves to position)
Superman: GO!
(All hell breaks lose, Frankbike and Frankstein surge forward making the earth shake. Peter and Twinkerbell take off into the air and Superman's bike's handle bars come off because he's too strong for the damn bike.)
Superman: Poop.
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