Book It Out

I remember many years ago, one girl who was on the academic team with me asking me how I knew all the stuff that I did.

I said, “I read more than anyone you’ve ever met. I read two books today already.* Will probably read a couple more when I get home. I just read a lot.”

At that time, like Ian Welsh, I’d sometimes finish three or four books a day. I often was reading 10-15 books at a time. I could do this because I used my own and my sister’s library card to check out that many books, and sometimes my mom’s card, too. That’s how by the time I was 12 I’d read well over 3,000 books, and nearly every book in the library that I had access to. Seriously, there were entire 20-foot long shelves that I’d read literally every single book on it.

I don’t read at that pace anymore, or rather, I don’t read full books as much. More articles, scientific papers, and the like these days. Since the internet is getting worse, though, I find myself returning more to books. I doubt I will ever exceed the frantic pace of my youth, however, as the books I read then were mostly easier and I think more deeply now when I read. Also, I suspect I actually was smarter in many important ways then and I just could not read like that now.

*This is when I used to read books in class rather than paying attention or doing schoolwork. Could usually knock out a few books a day just in school. Sometimes, I would not even bring schoolbooks to school so I could fit more books I actually wanted to read in my bookbag.

Breathing Lessons

When I was a kid, I could hold my breath underwater for a really long time. My sister was envious but she didn’t have the discipline and perhaps the lung capacity to get better at it. With the idea that she’d stop bothering me about it, I told her that my secret was that I could breathe underwater like a fish.

I also told her how to do it — that is, breathe underwater. That’s how my sister almost drowned herself. I didn’t think she was quite naive enough to believe me, but she was in fact incredibly naive (even taking the age difference into account).

Of course, as I was for anything that happened with my sister, I was blamed for her half-drowning. It didn’t help telling my parents that “I can’t help if she’s just stupid.”

No, that did not make things better at all.

Power

If I were president, on my first day, I would stop all drone strikes and order the withdrawal of all American troops from all overseas bases and outposts.

Second, I would eliminate Facebook. I am not sure if the president has the power to do that, but dammit I’d try.

I would not plan on being a two-term president, obviously.

The Usual

About climate change, there will be a significant portion of the population that denies it’s occurring even as their cities are flooded, their relatives die, and their world comes unhinged. I’d say 20-30% because that’s about how many religious fundies there are, and though those don’t necessarily overlap, the number of people who believe or disbelieve anything against all evidence is always about that much.

We’re not built for the society we’ve created. I know that conservatives don’t believe that humans evolved at all and that liberals believe there was no evolution above the neck, but we evolved in far different conditions and we just can’t handle the much larger-scale messes we’ve made.

Nation State

I am a nationalist. I’m just not a white nationalist. There’s a reason I don’t move to lily-white areas; those places are not for me.

I’m also not a “bomb them to freedom” nationalist or even an anti-immigration nationalist.

But I am a nationalist because I believe the nation-state is the only possible hope of pushing back against neoliberalism and predatory capitalism. Nothing else stands even a remote ghost of a chance.

That most mushbrained liberals think “nationalist” means automatic racist just indicates that they have been heavily influenced by neolib propaganda. After all, most people on the right or left cannot think for themselves and their heads would be empty without propaganda and handy jingos.

The Hypocrisy

Look at this silly, vapid, facile shit.

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That brilliant constitutional scholar killed hundreds (much likely far more) brown civilians in drone strikes during the course of his presidency. I guess it’s only racist, though, if someone you don’t think is “cool” does it.

How can these people be so dense? So without a single clue? Yes, I know that Trump has killed more, but that just means both of them are war criminals instead of just one of them.

Or, put it this way. I kill three people and you kill a dozen. We’re both still murderers. There’s not a “better” murderer here.

Seriously, I can’t understand these people’s mind malfunctions. How can you think so poorly, be so closed off from reality? It’s because I guess people really do care far more for appearance than reality, for coolness over making the world better, and “go team go” over anything else at all.

Lingua Anglia

Contrary to pop language books, there is nothing particularly strange, deficient, or exceptional in English. Its spelling is a little worse than some languages but not notably so. It’s a plain, bland language as far as such things go — which is what global languages tend to become. It has no genders and cases (this is more complex than I’m making it here) so that makes it easier to learn than quite a few other languages.

The presence of interdental fricatives and large number of vowel sounds and vowel phonemes makes it stand out from other Western European-originated languages, but even those are shared by many other languages and language families.

English is nothing special, really. Just another language. It’s just the one (most of you reading this) know so it seems unique and special for that reason.

Efflixiency

I was looking at information on Netflix stock and came across the executive compensation figures.

That’s just cash compensation. We really fund the important things in this society, don’t we? Capitalism — so efficient.

Argent

The only thing one can really learn from Asia Argento and her probable assault of a minor is that anyone given too much money and power can act as someone with too much money and power tends to act, and that is poorly.

Women are not immune to this human tendency because women are human.

The idea that women are angelic beings who would never, ever do such things is just as much anti-humanist hogwash as the also-common idea that men are by nature abusers.

Boom boom

Some of the Boomer hatred is unwarranted. However, I have observed that 100% of the time I’ve seen someone abusing a cashier or retail person, they’ve been a Boomer.

Story I’ve never told anyone but my current girlfriend. The year was 1997 or so. I was in the Army at the time. My friend who I was with was very much into working out and was at the top level of a martial arts program (a real one, not the pretend kind). Both of us were standing in line at a low-end grocery store in Florida at about 9PM. Ahead of us, there was another man in line, about 35 years old (so, at the time, a Boomer) who was just absolutely berating this poor cashier for some mistake she’d made.

The cashier was at this point near tears and just couldn’t have been nicer to this idiot the entire time. He was, as we got in line, escalating his vitriol and pitch of near-screaming about her incompetence and what a bitch she was. Then, this dude reached out and grabbed the cashier hard by her vest and pulled her toward him and started yelling full-force into her face. She then started crying in earnest and looked, as she should have, terrified. I glanced around the store quickly, saw no security guards. No one was coming to help. I looked over at my friend and said, “You had enough?”

“Yup,” he said. This all happened in about two seconds, mind you. Events, as they say, were proceeding quickly.

I swept the guy’s feet and my friend, seeing what I was going to do, grabbed the guy’s arm as he was falling and guided his head down onto the conveyor belt of the checkout counter, pinning him pretty well with his face against the belt. I held his other arm and hip-checked him hard against the side of the checkout counter and with my body pinned him against the counter so he couldn’t flail his legs around much. He was bigger than I was, but he was a whole lot weaker than I was at the time. Working out four hours a day pays some dividends.

My friend said, “Now, this can all end very poorly. But if you just walk out of here like nothing happened, we can forget all about it. Otherwise you’re going to leave on a stretcher. Trust us on this.”

The guy, not expecting to be challenged by anyone, was already making conciliatory noises. I ran a quick hand over the outside of his pants pockets to make sure he had no weapons and then we let him up. He literally ran at full speed out of the store the moment we let him go, leaving all his groceries and everything else. He hauled ass so fast it was comical. My friend and I just looked at each other like “what the fuck?”

The cashier said to us about it all, “I’ve never seen anything like that before. Like, ever.”

Luckily, he didn’t come back with a gun and kill us both.

The cashier thanked us and gave us our groceries and the dude’s groceries he’d just left there for free. I hope she didn’t get into any trouble for that.

Regrets: none.

Bizarre Idea

It’s just such a bizarre idea that people’s sexual preferences are morally wrong. Like, that stuff is pretty damn fixed. It’s not easy to change. It’s probably not changeable for the vast, vast majority of people pretty much ever. If so, it’s a long, slow process that will not be helped by calling them racist or TERFS and/or berating them.

This means that they absolutely won’t change. In general, people are just attracted to what they are attracted to. It’s not a choice. It’s not something that is under conscious control. People should be allowed to be completely discriminatory in whatever way they want to be in who they engage in sexual activities with (within the bounds of morality and the law).

These people who think otherwise are — and I mean this with all the insulting power that can be embedded in this word — fucking crazy.

Gas Station

This is gas station food in Germany (I didn’t take this photo, but have seen it for myself):

Also notice the prices. Any one of those sandwiches would taste better than any food you could get in the US. Why is American food culture so terrible?