Your Binary Is Showing.

When zombies attack, you run.

It’s an automatic response similar to that of those who fear spiders and snakes. First you freeze, while your programming decides on fight or flight, and then an action is initiated.

What happens when it’s your job to fight?

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People who choose a career in the military or law enforcement are faced with this. Literally thousands of dollars are spent on their indoctrination, which society prefers to call “training”, to enable these people to react quickly when presented with a zombie threat. They must see zombies to be effective in combat.

We call this “professional detachment”.

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We spin this as a psychological defence mechanism required for front-line workers to remain functional and relatively sane despite the horrors they witness regularly. Doctors, nurses, and specialized EMS personnel are aware of this and know how to cope better than their lesser educated counterparts: ambulance drivers, fire personnel, police, and military personnel. The relationship between education and healthy coping mechanisms is evident in studies of alcoholism and/or drug use in each of these professions.

The lower the quality of education, the higher the use of alcohol and drugs.

This is true for everyone in society, but most of us will never have to fight zombies or view the charred, bloated, maggot infested severed remains of a dead zombie.

Subroutines which normally operate in the background get switched off in a crisis.

This is how one man can kneel on the neck of another until he is dead. His sympathy and empathy subroutines were switched off because of a perceived crisis. His training kicked in. He declared war. He subdued and ultimately killed what he saw as nothing more than a zombie. Would this murderer have knelt on an infant’s neck? It is unlikely, unless he is a complete monster who somehow slipped through cracks in the psychological screening process cops must undergo. Barring this unlikely scenario, choices were made and options were ignored.

Perhaps what bothers me most about this incident is none of the bystanders took any meaningful action. I may know why outside of the obvious self-preservation concerns.

Binary is 1’s and 0’s.

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There is no room for 0.5 in primitive logic.

The computer age ushered in “logic” machine code: 1’s and 0’s acting as “On” or “Off” switches.

  • “On” or “Off” is binary.
  • “Us” or “Them” is binary.
  • “Friend” or “Foe” is binary.
  • “Right” or “Left” is binary.
  • “Love” or “Hate” is binary.
  • “Zombie” or “Not Zombie” is binary.

“The rise of the machines” may be less about technology taking over and more about how humans exposed to it are emulating its primitive logic.

The media is directed to make events such as this about race hatred.

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Media string-pullers make billions from hate and fear. Perhaps in this case there was racism. This is why there will be a trial even though some of us would like to see the perpetrator put to death in the same way he killed another human being. More commonly though, in situations like this throughout history, it was the binary thinking of “trained” individuals which led to atrocious acts of savagery. They simply saw a zombie rather than a human being,  and allowed their empathy and sympathy subroutines to switch off.

Unthinking binary minds are easily swayed by If-Then Statements.

If SARS and COVID both began in China, then is it not possible they released bio weapons on their own population to spread it over the world?’

This is the kind of crap I’m seeing in ads on YouTube and it’s f-cking disgusting—blatantly obvious—anti-Chinese propaganda to any non-binary brain.

An If-Then Statement is a hypothesis followed by a conclusion.

A hypothesis is a supposition or proposed explanation made on the basis of limited evidence intended as a starting point for further investigation.

When we stitch these two definitions together differently we see through the media’s manipulation of the masses.

A supposition made with limited evidence followed by a conclusion is at the core of all so-called “news” today.

The mission of mainstream media is clear.

  • Foster distrust.
  • Cultivate fear.
  • Increase the divide in the populace.
  • Unceasingly create newer more worrisome crises to keep the masses from looking too closely at any one issue.
  • Create information overload.
  • Have everyone seeing zombies.
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Meanwhile. . .

Here are a few of the things you were too distracted by zombies to stay abreast of:

  • The U.S., and the U.K. continue to have the worst COVID-19 death rates. Purely coincidentally, they also clearly have the free world’s worst leaders.
  • “Where does the US DoD’s $700 billion annual budget go?” 0.14% of this would solve the next one. New nukes were ordered because ending the world with the old ones, several times over, just isn’t good enough.
  • “Lawyers who visited a border patrol facility in Clint, Texas, have described overcrowded cells, with children locked up without adult supervision or sufficient access to food or showers.” This has not gone away, it’s has just been taken out of the “news”.
  • Strange goings-on continue in the undermining of the US elections system. If Americans don’t get their shit together on this one, it will likely mark the end of elections in the US.
  • Remember the climate crisis strikes? The problem persists, but due to COVID-19 restrictions on public gatherings—more correctly known as a test of phase one martial law—we likely will watch that initiative fizzle out and be forgotten.
  • When the US decides to make war with China, and it will, all of the above will be left in the dust. The 700 billion will look like money well-spent, but you won’t be able to talk about it on the Internet because it and GPS will be the first casualties. If you think this “new normal” is something, try living like people did in the 1850’s.

This is what awaits if you choose to remain binary, distracted, rendered ineffectual, and incapable of action.

The zombie apocalypse agenda can only move ahead with the willing participation of binary thinkers.

The space between the lines is where the non-binary work before it becomes a battlefield. The UN Security Council managed some genuine diplomacy in the Iran Nuclear “crisis” in 2015. Sadly, a binary thinking US President, who sees zombies everywhere, pulled out of that deal; antagonizing both friends and foes.

Human beings are remarkable creatures. A few throughout history exhibited a force of will that brought about change even in the darkest of times when free thought was totally suppressed. Today, thoughts need not be overtly suppressed in order for the few to manipulate the many. There is an information system in place which renders even the brightest minds incapable of decision and action . . . a quicksand for the mind.

Friday the 13th with a Full Harvest Moon is the perfect time to blog nonsense.

I believe next to nothing. However, I am open-minded enough to consider ANY possibility to establish its probability.

I have looked lizard people square in their dead eyes. They don’t like that. They know you know, and they would prefer no one knows of there existence; particularly people who might out them, like me.

Are they human?

They are born in human form and have a human lifespan, but they are devoid of many of our better “human” qualities. When examined solely with medical diagnostic technologies, they appear quite human, complete with susceptibility to injury and disease, just like us.

How do they differ from real humans?

If you believe in such things, you would describe them as soulless: only able to feign caring, compassion, love, sympathy, and empathy while being completely baffled by human traits like: giving, gratitude, and self-sacrifice. In their view, they believe themselves superior because they lack these human burdens plaguing the rest of us. While we lose much time being fully human dealing with all these feelings, they can maintain focus on their goals, achieving above average success.

Where do you find them?

They were created for the patriarchy’s economic machine. They are the administrators, evaluators, and the judges who, if their track record proves them to be free of morality, scrupulousness, and ethical constraints, will rise to the level of policy-maker occupying a chair in a board room somewhere around the globe.

What do they do?

Yeah, I admit that last one has tin hat time written all over it until you ask the question:

Why is the World Bank interested in birth registration?

How does it profit them?

They are not known for altruism, despite what their propaganda machine’s press releases might want you to believe. Here is a sample from the link above:

“The international development community is increasingly recognizing the multifold advantages of expanding birth registration coverage. When the Sustainable Development Goals (SDGs) were adopted last year, they introduced a new agenda for the field of development and birth registration for all became a specific development target. What is more, the World Bank went on to argue that “providing robust means of identification,” such as birth certificates, “will fundamentally support the achievement of at least 10 other SDGs,” in areas such as social protection, women’s empowerment, health, and even fighting terrorism.”

The international development community, huh. I’d be very interested to see who is on this list.

Sustainable Development Goals, huh. This is my question:

Sustaining the development of what for whom?

Before we encourage our children to join the so-called honourable professional ranks listed above, perhaps we should rethink the alter we’ve been worshipping.

 

Lost in the Wilderness: Part 4

The Myth of “Living the Dream” in the Country: The Northern Ontario Experience.

ADDITIONAL POINTS OF INTEREST:

For those of you who have not yet changed your mind about living fulltime in The Great White North, and called a time-share real-estate agent somewhere down South, I will dispel a few more myths of the Ontario North country.

“YOU WILL MEET INTERESTING PEOPLE.”

“Interesting”, if you are a sociologist writing a book perhaps, but you should expect to meet uneducated, unwashed, unkempt, alcoholic, drug using scammers, and gossips anywhere you go.

The area’s “best and brightest” have left for greener pastures and better lives, and they rarely return.

THIS SHOULD BE TELLING YOU SOMETHING!

The locals left behind have a huge inferiority complex that makes them jealous and envious of “citiots”; a term they often use that refers to anyone who left the confines of the area or who is new to the area. They will take your money when you hire them, but will gossip endlessly about you as a “thank you” for employing them. They will always happily take your money in their shops, but will not reciprocate by supporting your business.

The rampant morbid obesity is a tell-tale sign of their low self-esteem and self-worth issues. Anxiety and depression are also common, and of course made worse by alcoholism, illegal drug use, or going off their prescription meds. The closest town has two methadone clinics servicing an area population of only 20,000. This says a great deal about area residents.

YOU CAN BUILD A NEW LIFE IN THE COUNTRY.”

If this means working at a career or job requiring the support of the locals; forget it. If you did not grow up there, they will resist employing you or supporting your business. They think that by hiring you, they are taking food out of the mouths of a local boy’s family. If you bring specialized skills that are unmatched in the area, they will hire several locals before finally caving in and hiring you to fix their problems. They will try to negotiate your invoice AFTER the work is done, so be careful who you work for, and don’t trust a hand-shake deal.

If you think your big city experience is marketable, you are sorely mistaken. They do not embrace knowledgeable people; they envy and ostracize them. Women and minorities will have it even worse as the local folks are about 100 years behind in their thinking. THEY ARE LEARNING TO HIDE IT though, thanks to the societal movement towards political correctnessTheir sexist and racist ideas have been a part of their upbringing and are subtly evident in how they do business.

You will hear things like: “We have tried all this before.” even though they have not. You may even hear my personal favorite: “That’s not how we do things up here.” which shows how they cling to ignorance and resist change. This, of course, is why they struggle so. If you attempt to “raise the bar” they will reject your ideas in favour of continuing to crawl under it. Their inferiority complex makes them petty and small-minded. New ideas that did not come from one of them just makes them feel inferior. They ask for suggestions but view answers as CRITICISM. Their idea of success is survival; NOT GETTING AHEAD!

ALL BAD THINGS HAPPEN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT:

  • You will run out of propane at 3:00 am.
  • Your furnace will quit at 3:00 am.
  • Pipes burst at 3:00 am.
  • Trees fall across your driveway at 3:00 am.
  • Drunk, crying women will show up in your driveway at 3:00 am.

“THE FRESH AIR WILL INCREASE YOUR APPETITE.”

You may be hungry but where can you go to eat? Restaurant quality may be my biggest reason for getting the hell back to civilization. Roadside converted service stations selling DEEP FRIED EVERYTHING with “Home Made” GOOD SOURCES of FAT and SODIUM litter the area. You will have to drive some distance for a truly good meal. The smell of the forty-year-old grease and oil impregnating those old concrete garage floors “pair well” with the grease and oil these “greasy spoons” are cooking with.

“LIVING THE DREAM”:

If you think you are headed to a place of serenity, then most of you will find you were WRONG unless you buy acreage away from lakes, trails, roads, and PEOPLE. With ownership, you are simply TRADING city stressors for country stressors.

GIVE ME SMOG, IDIOT DRIVERS, AND BLACK SNOW-BANKS ONCE MORE AND I PROMISE I WILL NEVER COMPLAIN ABOUT CITY LIFE AGAIN.

I will rent or buy a condo and let someone else handle all the maintenance. I miss restaurants, spare time, movie theatres, income opportunities, and women who look after themselves. If I never see another snowflake or pine needle again, I would be just fine with that too.

The new dream is of sand beaches, palm trees and warm temperatures.

I wonder how long their bug season is?

See you there!

P. S.

If anyone has a large estate on a tropical island or a huge yacht you rarely use and you want someone to watch over the place, please get in touch. FYI, I am very experienced with boats and would make a good motor-launch pilot. I could probably get used to “hanging” with women named Missy and Muffy.

The first signs of spring: an intoxicated tirade?

Drinks on the deck!

I just had a large two-fingered scotch on the deck today. The temperature was fifteen degrees Celsius or almost sixty degrees Fahrenheit at lake level with a bit of wind.

Thirty-eight words in and I have used spell-check twice and a dictionary once. This does not bode well for the rest. Undoubtedly, my first attempt at impaired blogging will be a challenge so we will see how it goes from here.

I remember many years ago making recordings in my recording studio when the band was impaired. We thought we had “rocked out”, but the taped evidence reviewed the following day proved otherwise.

I can hear kids in a playground not far away. I just saw my first chipmunk. There are song birds again. I just came back from a long walk, and am rewarding myself for some achievement not yet apparent or accomplished.

My day was mixed with both failure and success; having lost an important paying gig, but also having very few issues with my ever expanding network of social media addicts.

It was a null day.

My twelve year old liquid friend and I sat out there for some time… mostly listening. Kids and birds aside, I noticed an ever-present high pitched whine or ringing in my head. I have not been near anything loud for some time, so I am not sure of its source or cause. It could be the universe down-loading these ideas into my head.

There is a damnable kid on a dirt bike interfering with the sanctity of my happy hour.

I think I will pour another.

The air is heavy with ozone. It is a Thursday afternoon. I do not typically touch “the stuff” until Friday evenings, so what is the deal?

I have had two verifiable concussions in my life to date; perhaps that explains the ringing. Perhaps it is a brain tumor, or perhaps it is just the result of an elevated heart rate from the exercise mixed with alcohol. I really do not care.

My back pain which has been nagging at me all week has magically disappeared, temporarily at least.

A friend just dropped by on his ATV to swap a few stories about vehicles, their manufacturers, emissions, the government, and run-ins with the law. It was a nice diversion.

I just processed a thought: just 200 more words and I’ll have a blog post.

Do I really have some unspoken warped sense of responsibility to put out a minimum of 500 words each week to a group of people who do not really know me, in order to garner some form of favor with some publisher that has yet to make their presence known?

I am having trouble spelling words, or at the very least, typing them.

If TV and movie stars can get into hot water by tweeting when they are impaired, then why can we not allow a relatively unknown author to write a blog in the same condition?

Who is he hurting?

An appropriate answer would be: himself, his reputation, his professional credibility, and the impeccable reputations of all “Indie Authors” around the world.

I don’t think so.

We writers, as a very large group, do not get noticed because WE ARE ALL TRYING SO DESPERATELY TO CONFORM to some theoretical ideal of what a writer should be, in order to gain the interest and APPROVAL of an agent or a major publishing house that in all likelihood will never read this crap anyway.

At 575 words, I have done my duty. Now 577- now 579. FYI, it is impossible to publish an accurate word count while continuing to write.

We authors should be celebrating and promoting our individuality.

I assure you that you will get the attention of publishers as a non-conformist. Have a sharp edge. Have a style. Be bad. Be special. Be different. Be unique. Be noticed. Be a ROCK STAR! I have known several throughout my life and I assure you there was not a single ORDINARY thing about them.

I am sure this blog will get me on a list of sites which are NOT KID FRIENDLY, and some code writing dork will be more than happy to keep this away from the impressionable minds of our youth. So be it.

THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS BAD PUBLICITY otherwise there would not be thousands of pictures of nude actresses on the internet that, “coincidentally”, are “leaked” just prior to their film release.

Hemingway, Joyce, Fitzgerald, Faulkner, Poe, Williams, Chandler wrote under the influence fulltime and they still sold books, so I should be forgiven for my minor lapse. Besides, it could be worse, I could have followed in the footsteps of writers like: Cocteau who did Opium, King who did Cocaine, Dick who did Speed, Burroughs who did Heroine, Kerouac who did Benzedrine, Stevenson who did Cocaine, and Thompson who did Acid.

I would like to thank the unofficial sponsor of this blog: George & J. G. Smith Ltd. makers of The Glenlivet and other fine products.

I see an endorsement deal in my future.