Let me for my sake bump Nap down. Last night the first time in seventeen days I typed in digital tablet. I write daily in analog tablet but what I write in analog tablet I will never commit to any self-surveillance programs on any of my self-surveillance devices. As long as I burn all fifty years of analog tablets five minutes before a heart attack I don't know I'm going to have my secrets are safe
I don't do as many anti-crckrchrstrfck/mthrfckng Dmcrts jeremiads (I was Jeremiah ePod before canary weathervane Cassandra fool, before self-surveillance programs and devices, Elric can vouch) here as once (re: I haven't typed one in digital tablet for seventeen days), you think they bore *you* imagine how they bore me, though now that a few of the bothsider punditry seem dimly aware of our shitlord-sponsored crckchrstr authoritarian future delivered in full measure (with feigned regret) by the political party that lamely postures as the anti-crckrchrstr party let me yodel again these crckrchrstr authoritarian fucks are TELLING YOU WHAT THEY'RE GONNA DO TO GAIN AND ENSURE UNASSAILABLE AUTHORITARIAN POWER AND WHAT THEY'RE GONNA DO TO YOU ONCE THAT POWER ENSURED AND SAID FUCKS ARE DOING SO WITH THE FULL COMPLICITY OF THE POLITICAL PARTY YOU VOTE FOR TO PREVENT SAID FUCKS PLANS AND GOALS, dummy
CRASH TEST DUMMIES OF AN IMPERFECT GOD
i note that in florian maiwald's essay about the possibility of an enlightened anthropocentrism there is discussion of the views of erich frommReplyDelete
here are the last paragraphs of his 1964 book The Heart of Man: Its Genius for Good and Evil
Man’s heart can harden;
it can become inhuman, yet never nonhuman.
It always remains man’s heart.
We are all determined by the fact that we have been born human,
and hence by the never-ending task of having to make choices.
We must choose the means together with the aims.
We must not rely on anyone’s saving us,
but be very aware of the fact that wrong choices make us incapable of saving ourselves.
Indeed, we must become aware in order to choose the good —
but no awareness will help us if we have lost the capacity to be moved
by the distress of another human being,
by the friendly gaze of another person,
by the song of a bird, by the greenness of grass.
If man becomes indifferent to life there is no longer any hope that he can choose the good.
Then, indeed, his heart will have so hardened that his “life” will be ended.
If this should happen to the entire human race or to its most powerful members,
then the life of mankind may be extinguished at the very moment of its greatest promise.
Were I a bivalve, I'd at least attempt the pearl, and do whatever necessary to not, or forestall, being eaten.ReplyDelete