Saturday, January 10, 2015

Autotitle Unavailable, Hebdo Follow-Up

--N! [sounds of suckers on rock walls] ON! Medbot safety ON! [electronic whine, ripples, gill flutter and rapid intake] Okay? Medbot? What's WRONG with you?

[electronic whistling and clicking]

Why on earth would you clip my tentacle ends?

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No, I would still blog. I know it's dangerous to tell the truth, but--

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BUT IF I CONTINUE I MIGHT SAVE LIVES IN THE LONG RUN.

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Because, medbot, if I teach humans to understand that killing each other kills the message they wish to communicate, devaluing it completely, maybe they'll learn to STOP DOING IT.

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Their learning curve ISN'T  the highest, but I have to hope. Hope is healthy. Keeping me from doing my job is not. This is a quality of life issue. You have no right to interfere with that, right?

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Right. OFF! [disconnect]

Friday, January 9, 2015

Charlie Hebdo Has Won Posthumously--Martyrs Always Do






Okay . . . [rapid motion signals to device for 'on' ending] YO! EXTREMISTS! ARE YOU LISTENING?! Wednesday is about YOU.

When people get mad and scream, they disagree. When people kill others for the others' silence, it is out of fear. Disagree? Psyc 101. The same principles that allow people to stay silent out of fear of reprisal from tyrants, terrorists, etc. The same principles that allow killers of cartoonists to rationalize what they are doing as right. Disagree? Yell and scream like civilized people. Don't kill others over completely intangible things like animals kill over territory. Stop disappointing me. I want to believe you count as sentient. I imagine that any Supreme Being can defend themselves or allow people to go to your version of hell without any help from you.

A certain satire mag was hit at recently. Among those people who felt offended, had their Supreme Being blasphemed against, were explicitly poked fun at? All mainstream religions, but even offended, the world prefers them to you.

Guess who weren't SCARED of what the magazine had in it? Priests, yogis, ministers, rabbis, Wiccans, Buddhist monks, atheists, agnostics, philosophers, and all sane and reasonable emir.

Three terrorists and maybe some backers were too scared of what they might continue to say to leave them be. Imagine! Your fear has defeated you. You've convinced the world you are in the wrong.

Congratulations, extremists, you made your victims martyrs for truth, freedom of speech, those people who hate your whole religion, artists, journalists, unarmed security guards, gun-haters, and any other cause you happen to be against. People who aren't even HUMAN want to be Charlie too.

Your souls are doomed unless you make amends. Good luck with that. [disconnect]

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Assorted Sordid Sworded

[gill snore, snort, during accidental activation of blog function]

. . .  Dah! . . .

[scramble with neuralink, sixteen seconds of silence] Okay--sorry. Must have overslept. Twosday's blog topic is violence. I just got news about the infamous ISIL beheader being found beheaded.

Isn't that a Bible verse? 'Live for the sordid, die by the sordid?' Or something like that? No one should be surprised. That's the first rule of assassinations, after all, right? Kill the assassins?

Generally speaking, if you go around causing people to hate you by any means other than the truth, people will harm you. If you make people hate you WITH the truth, only the stupid or crazy people will be out to get you. [sharp gill intake] . . . uh . . . [three tentacles start rummaging through medbot stores for antipsychotics while one brown eye starts reading up on 'weaponizing chemicals through aerosol means']

There's . . .  probably nothing to be done about stupid people--intelligence requires motivation to cultivate, maintain, and use. It's very fragile. Anybody have an idea about encouraging intelligence cultivation?

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Gain And Loss--Leaders For Doctors?

Man, do I miss Shelob! Keeping me on schedule must take up significant programming.

Hibsday's topic is Obama's work. I've been skimming the newsfeeds, and apparently a lot of congressmen hate Obamacare. I don't really understand that, but okay. They hate it SO much, that apparently they would like to repeal it.

There's some enthusiasm and strategizing and threatening to override any vetoes Obama might use.

Congress hasn't been so unified since the Monica Lewinsky scandal.

Obama? That would be a greater legacy to the workings of America than affordable healthcare.

Not sure it's worth it to lose what you've done, but--amazing, really. [disconnect]

Monday, January 5, 2015

Reality T.V. Not Virtually Understandable

[rhythmic thudding] I have wondered how well I was going to do, mostly out of touch with my artist, Herr D, and with Shelob offline. [clunk]

OW. [shuddering passes through red tentacle] $%^& Anyhow, the biggest problem I'm having is with keeping track of time. The h- . . . uh, the local calendar is a little difficult for me. [thudding resumes]

Since yesterday was Saturday and the day before was Sunday, then I'm right to start blogging again today--Monday. So . . . I gotta ask--why is reality t.v. popular? [thudding continues]

I've been wondering about this for some time now. If you want to see reality, what do you need to pay for television for? I really just don't get it. Look around your OWN lagoon, why don't you? The idea of interesting television for me is a chance to escape for a while. I know that businesses aren't interested in taking as many chances right now, so the hundreds of thousands of new authors out there are going untried, but come ON. Record and display real people living real lives? [thudding stops] Would anyone out there actually enjoy watching someone use a hammer? Why would you want to watch people argue in real life? Why would you want that?

I really would like to know.


Saturday, January 3, 2015

A Modest Proposal

Announcement: I have uncovered troubling news. With Shelob temporarily down for maintenance and Herr D on family time, I didn't notice the hacking that ruined his computer. I cannot repair his hardware or fix his software issues without visiting him personally. (Not likely to happen.) I contacted him through a friend's computer, and I was surprised to find that he didn't want me to turn in the five hacking trails I uncovered.

He is undoubtedly more forgiving than me.

I almost went against his wishes when I discovered a sixth. There was a SIXTH hacker who did no damage, did a much better job of track-covering--still got nowhere close to identifying me, but . . .

Now I admire TWO humans that I've interacted with virtually.

Whoever you were, I hope you find whatever you're looking for besides me. If Google would show my comments, Shelob would show them to me, and I'd be happy to converse.

Now, as to those five: I might do as Herr D asked. I don't know. You aren't as invisible as you think, and the authorities don't care if the evidence is fake. Ask any victim of identity theft. Damage does not impress me, it DEpresses me, and makes me wonder whether I actually want to help out.

What WOULD impress me? The same thing that would make you five heroes.

1. Find a victim of identity theft.
2. Provide proof anonymously to the authorities of the victim's innocence.
3. Without causing violence or hardware damage, lead the authorities right to the perpetrator.
4. Declare your unwillingness to testify in an anonymous msg to the prosecution.

The first two to pull this off? I guarantee I'll forget about.

The other three? We'll see.

I'll be watching you five. [disconnect]

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Missing Misses Since Messed-Up Mission

[slow thudding of waves knocking boat against pier]

Are you looking for more fireworks?

[startle reaction: rigidity of three deepest tentacles in preparation of sinking] What?! No.  I didn't know you'd downloaded to this boat's computer. How long have you been up here?

1.48 seconds before speaking. You appear to be staring skyward with most of your eyes.

Yes. I was just missing some beings I haven't seen since the crash.

Traditionally, Auld Lang Syne is sung at New Year's celebrations. It explicitly reminds people to renew or at least remember (uncertain of context) old acquaintances.

Well, this is a tradition that I approve of highly. I wonder what it is about these particular constellation perspectives caused by this approximate placement in the sky that gives me a similar urge?

Perhaps your recent trip and observation of human socialization is the source of said urge.

Oh. No, that makes more sense. [one blue and one green eye refocus on sky for a moment] Yeah, Shelob, why don't we make a blog entry about that urge, uh? Since it's appropriate for the season and all.

Agreed. [disconnect]