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“We will proceed no further in this matter”

I’ve heard it called, “self-selection bias”. On South Park, it was referred to, as a “cloud of smug”. I think Germany really did win; Speer and the intellectuals, anyway. Everyone Western struts today, SS. In no greater sense, than You Know You have the answers. And you do, yes. I’ve told you so. But as with online poker, or Words With Alec Baldwin, if you don’t want to jeopardize your pedestal, choose your mental fencing opponents, with care. As well as your thirst for the match. Use the adeptness you possessed as a child, playing Milton Bradley’s OPERATION: It takes a steady hand...!
Can you hold the entire Internet, the totality of Man, in your head? No, of course not. Can you google up, at the drop of a hat, exactly what you need, to win a point? Uh, yeah. Ahuh. A few of you are already degenerating toward dishonesty, in your answer. I daresay you think well of yourself; most do, today. Think well. Of themselves. Which, I encourage. But, nonfriend, if you’re truly, truly Howevah...if you do “know”, so well you must fight, Errol Flynn, with every trick your every paid respect bought you...then, you need to shut up. And, not fight. Otherwise, you’re a fraud. Or, just a jerk. I’m a jerk. That’s how I know.
Holding, knowing, realizing Truth for real, is kingship. Lordship. Crowned as he or she who won a war. Being merely a claimant, a puffer of chest, a strutter or swaggerer, biting out bon mots which begin with “You obviously...” or “I can see that you...”, like you’re in a spitting contest...yet, somehow, evil twin, denying this exhibited, expulsive behavior, denying lust of aspiration or greedy selfmotivation or any identifiably dark thing...that’s wannabe. It’s weak. It’s sycophantic. And, I’m no fan of The Bard, but, he anticipated us. Here, you’ve got your Truth, sure you do, but it’s a truth that shows a face and a truth that takes away. It’s a truth of thievery and a truth of trickery. It is red eyes of murder, for you know you’re right, don’t you? You KNOW. That dirty-faced school kid kinda “knowing”, somewhere down deep, Tom Cruise, in places you don’t talk about at parties. You KNOW you’re better!...but, you know saying that straight, will go over like lead falsies, and it’s got you like Montezuma’s Revenge. So, you’re ice, you’re slick, you’re on camera in Vegas with kings in the pocket, and you don’t know if that’ll quite be enough. If it isn’t, every breath since birth has been a lie. You were TOLD—weren’t you? That you were “special”? Someone’s ass, prophesied! Very possibly your own. So, it’s a CCG of social logic; you’ve got to make The Other crack. And, take what is yours. Take your Self. A portended Self. A crown, through being right and reasonable and contemptible as shit.
You are Other-programmed, by acceptance, not by choice. You are Reason glazed in smarminess. You crave conflict, the slap-fight of interp. Robed royal for kindergarten. Hit the bad kid! Kill him! Invalidate him! There’s only One You!
That, uhh...that’s a couch issue, nonkinsman. Your fearful “truth”, is a Macbeth.
Hot potato, orchestra stalls, Puck will make amends.

CEE camping at the Podkamennaya Tunguska River,
Russia, June 17^th, 1908 (O.S.)

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