Why We Don't Like You Anymore

I’m just saying. A capitalist, a proper capitalist, doesn’t make things. He devises production systems that generate financial returns.

I myself have done a thing or two I consider of great value. Does not a capitalist make.

Anyway.

Ia survive just fine, you just gotta know how to dodge 'em.

Lol, and that’s not what I meant by stories. I meant the “I woulda been a rich entrepreneur except…”

We all have those.

The returns mostly went to others, but I devised them and earned from it.

The value Ive produced far exceeds anything Ive sold or tried to sell.
But I know my way around the free market. Somewhat.

My plan for the Philosophers Clan was to make a Product out of the spirit for internet philosophy. But things got in the way. As expected, naturally. Because there wasnt a stict enough angle. But even in failure the enterpriseling produced some produce that will later be forged into product.

As an entrepreneur, I dont need to produce the value, I need to see it, and combine, to cause value to beget a returning harvest of money.
Look, Ive been completely stranded capitalistically by the power of philosophy that swept me, a philosophy of value. I understand what it is that Im not currently doing. But that story of weve all been down that road is the masses’ story, but the magic of money is having an eye for what is different, for experience and for latent value that can be exploited.

Philosophy can be exploited as a stimulant. Weve talked about this in the guise of that other science.
Seeing where the potential lies for a big reaction. Capitalism is chemistry, a chemists approach to psychology and need.

That to harvest, one must sow. Not all that is sown bears immediate fruit. Rarely anything does.
The idea is not to trample the ground where one has sown. That is all. The weather will do the rest.

Youre all standing on mountains of wealth. All these readers. But wealth doesnt make for a capitalist mindset. Its like the chicken and the egg.

Ah, but I dont.

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you… yoooou. you got a gift, my friend. yoou got a gift. oh yeah. you saw that there was something that i was tryin’ ta do and you… you figured that out. that’s why you are who you are…

Lol, like I said, poetic vision you got. And I say this as a guy who understands that truth is more or less the place where poetry and philosophy intersect, it does not make you untruthful or detached from reality.

But my points, my brilliant insights into politics, all that is war by other means, you do not address any of them. Because I do not speak poetics. And you seem not to be able to talk straight brilliant.

This may seem like an attack or that I’m not a big fan of your poetry. I am. That post you linked to, that’s my kind of poet. That’s raw truth, and only poetry because of the cojones it takes to write it down and publish it, that will make people not take it literally (minus the ones that simply will not have an inkling you even said anything).

Maybe to the extent that I unmasked you is the sense in which I always did take you literally. I’m clever like that.

When you start doing that, taking men literally, you run into that brilliant insight of Baudrillard’s which is that what they are hiding is that they are hiding nothing. Only people with this insight will understand the true genious of what I write, all these weasels trying to see what I’m hiding. U.S.A. bitch. I ain’t hiding shit.

I’m just a connoisseur of propaganda, is all. No need for the flattery…

My dear friend Brian (I take that liberty because you had the audacity to call me peter), what I sincerely believe is that they want us to treat eachother as worthless animals and to act like such.

What I propose is that we treat eachother like men. We’re not supposed to. If we do just that, that will already be their defeat.

Commies almost had that insight, you know with the whole comrade thing. But the distance encompassed by that almost is the distance between genocidal totalitarianism and freedom.

The standard of a man, the cusp of which is a gentleman.

Its not war if no one addresses it.

Nuh-uh I called you Pedro. And it couldn’t have been a typo either because I just checked all my devices; none of the auto corrects turned pedro into peter. I can’t believe I just spent two minutes doing this. You must be interesting to me. Weird.

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Sure it is. The declaration is the war, the response is already that: a response.

My words be writ. Keen observers will notice. Or not, I don’t really fucking care, like Mamet says, these thoughts are just like diseases I gotta say out loud to be cured from.

I know because, even though so much of the political warfare that went on in Venezuela went unaddressed, plenty of the tactics and strategies employed are being used today at the highest levels.

Wanna talk about innovation?

It will take centuries for people to acknowledge just how much of an innovater ol’ Chavez was, God rest that beautiful motherfucker’s soul.

His opponents too.

Communist dictatorship and democratic socialism are not equivalent, and both were instituted in the early 20th century, the former by the Russians and the latter Americans and Europeans.

Democratic socialism was not invented by shrieky millennials wearing eyeliner in the 21st.

Get your facts straight, bucko.

I commend your pride. A national pride which produces aesthetics.
To be honest the quality I’ve seen of you here I’ve commented earlier on.
As I said you could produce a kind of political The Catcher in the Rye.

Art is often a kind of spat out poison.

Aesthetic Poison.

Human Merit.

Great stuff.

Latin/Hispanic America thus has a debutante on da philosophical scene. Never was a place to inspire great writers, let alone scientists.

But as we say “when there is one sheep over the dam, more will follow”.

I’ll keep an eye on the place.

(That is to say, giving condescending compliments is an old tactic.)

That didn’t sound condescending. It was actually quite motivating. At least genuinely flattering.

Except the thing about hispanic america and art. We have some of the best literature I’ve ever read. But we still have some of that old imperial pride, it’s really only meant to be and possible to be enjoyed by hispanic Americans.

Ain’t gonna be no other like me. I’m the only one that likes the US enough to adapt to their asthetic standards. I mean we have plenty of aspiring US copycats, but I don’t consider it the same thing. They see it as adapting US style to Venezuela or wherever, I consider myself a globel citizen, so to speak, like composers that moved to Venice. And anyway, millenials ruined everything anyway. All our great writers are dead.

But no, it is actually quite inspiring.

I alwyas told you to be more serious about art and forget the whole politics or straight intellectual thing. You took that as condescending. I get that a lot, appearently I’m a condescending person. It is not by design, I do not actually notice it.

The reason I think Hispanic America has achieved the highest level of intellectuality on Earf is that our intellectuals always understood themselves as writing in the wilderness. Unlike the Europeans or North Americans, we never bothered to wonder how to distill genious from dirt, we took the European innovations as givens and applied it into the dirty world. It resulted in the kinds of questions so innocent and eurodite, so beside the monkey and the snake and the ants, that it went wway fucking farther than I’ve seen Europe or North America go. Those guys pace themselves, you know what I mean?

Only writer that gets close to understanding how Hispanic American writers question is Stephen King.

But I do concede, I still think the grand prize is in the US. Hispanic America has a ceiling that the US does not have. In important ways, US is even much more innocent than Hispanic America. Less self-important. That’s the key, yes, true gringo artists are not self-important. That’s one thing we did not shake off from Europeans.

Rap works because it works. No rapper ever expected to be taken some way or another before the music started playing.