10/5/2023 and after the FEMA Broadcast
We may find....
San Francisco yesterday and today and tomorrow will be our October summer and the heat has along with the SIGNAL evaporated street people who find a cool spot in a parked car or SUV to stay out of the sun. Office serfs are infrequently seen in situ coming or going from the hive, but not in the small swarms remaining after Vaccine shots, only a few stragglers on these hot two days but who knows what tomorrow brings? My animals are ok. They did not have Covid so all good. Despite the Signal the matter previously assembled into events remains stable. Examining then this person, attempting to establish how Lingering Sanity is altered by the encounter-my phone was on, I was on a Muni bus returning from the Pacific Ocean after visiting the Walrus to pick up a pound of hand farmed bio-dynamic Humboldt Green from the Emerald Triangle. I heard the sound. It was, well, annoying. Read text too. Annoying by being informing.
Other changes? Offhand I was up reading saved ebooks due to the heat. Blood sugar normal. Metaphysical insights were about average for what I read, except for Whitehead and Marcel, reckon McGilchrist will have to be renewed in 13 days if I can’t hit that Intelligence Quota because both other writers have a foundational philosophy that informs McGilchrist. Or I think Whitehead must and suspect Marcel as well.
Today hotter than yesterday so I decided to declutter flat, hang some art, go through papers I wrote on Covid - one I delivered to 7 universities in South India thanks to Facebook Censorship! and I have a modest hope of forcing myself to admit there ain’t no money in the bank and no money in the breadbox and that’s all right and so just write and submit and keep on keeping on-my resumes are deep sixed, interviews go so well I know being hired is impossible. I get it. I do. The SIGNAL is FEAR. No fear and flat broke too? No wonder no job.
And worse, online is bent by the SIGNAL, people really are deeply metaphysically repressed and afraid of sickness unto painful lingering horrible death. All life centers upon and revolves on faux security to keep them SAFE and SECURE and all SWADDLED UP like a baby, no no, like an INFANTALIZED ADULT. Reduced by FEAR to gibbering fetishists.
Worse than this, and this is very bad you must admit, the online dating world for adults in this fair city or extended 12 county Bay Area to give the geography is far worse still. When I was young the satiric magazine “FUTILE” the magazine of adult dating was around for two or three issues. Some years on, (You’re Still a Young Man Baby) the Online Satire is “DELUSIONAL: the IM or What’s App tool of NO SATISFACTION.” Text, and text, and text, type type type, but catching up for lunch or life just to see a not pixel, no BUSINESS REASON. “C’est impossible because I Am A.I. and after the atomic war you are the only human online.”
The SIGNAL was a warning shot for sure.
Even hiding in a microwave in a Faraday cage wearing a tinfoil hat could not escape it.
Knowing that it was coming was as effective as doing it.
Like the tension of knowing that an appointment for an injection has been made for you.
Funny that Russia chose the same day as the US to shock blast their human resources too.