here’s one i sing at work with the mexicans when it comes on the radio all day during the festive holiday season. i can’t tell if the reason why they haven’t attacked me yet is because they have a sense of humor, or because they don’t speak fluent english.
In light of the recent gang activity here at ILP, my crew has asked me to come forward and represent the westside stirnerite anarcho-nihilists.
When ILP gets gangsta, the question must be asked; will these muthafuckas ride or die?
promethean75 decides to work less during the winter months and begins negotiation process with the enemy.
order of conversation subjects:
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company owner, ignorant of the job circumstances, interferes with worker’s plan for the job, changes it, and costs himself three hours as a result. perfect example of the company owner not only doing nothing in the chain of production, but also interfering and slowing progress down even more.
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what jobs to take, and what jobs to avoid; company owner picks up a job jacking up a floor system underneath a house with a two foot crawl space full of mud and cobwebs. who the fuck does shit work like that? not promethean75. take it or leave it, haus.
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after the negotiation process in which the worker speaks politely and banters and jokes to appease the enemy (killing him softly) rather than just seizing his business and throwing him in the gulag, the enemy must accept the worker’s terms because the worker is that valuable to him.
the hardest thing to do is pretend not to have absolute contempt for someone who is useful to you. that’s the dilemma. this guy is a completely unproductive parasite who only gets in the way, but is also very useful to me, so i have to fake a degree of friendliness in order to manipulate him in my favor so i can continue to use him.
^^^ another unnecessary conflict the owner creates is exemplified in that bit about my refusing to do that shit job. see what happened? he had to take another guy off a job and put him on the job i refused to do. the worker then becomes angry at me rather than the owner for taking that shit job in the first place. the environment created by the owner is one in which the workers, who should be united against the parasite, turn on each other and compete against one another. this is one of the factors that contributes to the workers remaining distracted from the real situation and therefore unable to become collectively aware of what’s going on. the owner plays the workers against each other further preventing their unity.
of course, the shit job needed to get done, and nothing is wrong with that per se. but it’s the circumstances caused in a capitalist system that originate all the conflicts and problems that follow. why would a worker do a job like that if he knows he’s valuable enough to the owner to refuse without jeopardizing his employment? see the tension? rather than the forces of production being modeled in a way in which everyone involved willingly enters into democratic agreement on who is to do what, the forces of production begin to function like a sport where everyone involved is competing to avoid the hardest shit and do the least amount of work for the most amount of money. it becomes cunning and underhanded. they call this the natural competition of the free market, and actually praise such a thing! but such competition isn’t inherent to all market forms… only the capitalist form. if the parasite were removed from this equation, this specific element of competition wouldn’t exist. why not? because jairo doesn’t have a problem with doing the shit job. what he has a problem with is how much he gets paid to do it… but more so, the fact that somebody else (owner) is getting 90 percent of the money made off his work. because of this, he becomes angry at me. but wait, he doesn’t want to do the shit job either, so why is he angry at me? see that? the competition of the market pits those who produce against each other. there is something profoundly ugly with that. it’s how the parasite paralyzes the host so that it can’t shake it off.
plato.stanford.edu/entries/knowledge-analysis/
bro. all you need to do is read this to discover how dumb you (and me) truly are. now normally the dumb ones will come up with a list of excuses for neither wanting or having to learn this shit… and the bad news is, they’d be right, or at least partially justified in doing so. they’d be right in claiming they don’t have to learn it insofar as this kind of knowledge isn’t really usable outside of its own domain; is recognizing and being able to understand the ‘rules of propositional logic’ really applicable to settling political problems or putting a space station in orbit around the moon, for example. but here’s the thing. these philosopher dummies who happen to be right here don’t realize that when they, themselves, enter into philosophy, they are entering into this domain they know nothing about. and as a consequence of this, what they do philosophically will be at the mercy of this thing they don’t understand. the result; unbridled buffoonery.
how amusing is it to hear an amateur philosopher accidentally get correct the claim that the thing he knows nothing about is useful only in revealing his own idiocy when he tries to practice it… something he’s too stupid to recognize. did ya get that? it’s splendiferously ironic. the dummy is actually right, see, but he becomes wrong when he tries to do the things that can’t be done right without understanding how any of it is to be done.
thank the gods that wittgenstein was right. without him, we’d have never known that it’s perfectly okay to be the idiots that we are. it doesn’t matter that we don’t know what we’re doing, because what we’re doing - ‘philosophy’ - is rarely done right in the first place, and when it is, it tells us very little about the world and reflects only its own internal rules of grammar. the world is the case. logic mirrors the world and presents the image in the form of language. but the question for philosophy is not ‘what is the world’ (that belongs to science), but rather ‘what to do with and in it’. and the rules/facts of logic cannot help us here. this is one helluva predicament, folks.
… and i should add that this is the basis of our nihilism (biggses and mine). we know this, we can feel it in our bones, and yet we obviously want and wonder about the same things you do. only difference is, we recognize an impasse when we see it and only want you, too, to see it clearly. our problem is, we can’t pretend to do what you do. not anymore, anyway. and this is our suffering; having to watch it all.
c’mon, biggs. let’s go cruisin’ for burgers.
case and point. i would have several disagreements with this appraisal and then put my own spin on it. i’d not say W’s issue was that ‘modern disorders express themselves linguistically’, but simply that perceived philosophical conceptual problems emerge from strange and unfamiliar uses of language. then i’d say that W didn’t aspire to ‘end’ philosophy (he actually once called it a theraputic language game), but to indicate clearly its limits so that it contributed no longer to producing such grave confusions. finally i’d say that not only did he not say ‘language is meaningless’, but quite the contrary; that it is ineffably meaningful… that there can be no meaning without it.
what’s so fantastic about all this is that aegean is actually operating inside this very deepest of afflictions created by philosophy. the dude thinks he’s got W, but W’s got him.
if you follow the course of W’s evolution you’ll find him developing historical materialist leanings toward the end. and there’s a very specific reason for this; after having cleared the air of all the pseudo-problems produced by centuries of philosophy, he recognized that these had only existed as distractions from very real, immediate material problems. man’s problems weren’t ‘theoretical’, but economic, social and political, and it was there that the only work could be done. he simplified the problem to a simple formula. what sucks in life more than anything else? well i can tell you what doesn’t suck; being unable to reconcile aristotle with plato, being unable to prove freewill, scratching our heads over russell’s paradox, and searching for the ghost in the machine. what sucks is going to bed hungry, or living on the streets, or dying before you turn seven, or having to choose to pay for medication instead of rent. it’s all right there, folks. right smack dab in your face, and none of it is ‘philosophical’.
now the deep affliction that your boy aegean suffers from is a life time’s accumulation of philosophical nonsense that not only doesn’t recognize the rudimentary facts of this simplest of problems, but actually compels him to want to prevent its solution by occupying him with all kinds of objections and distractions that only exist in language. a double whammy. he’ll go on and on for years telling you how marxism this and nihilism that without ever realizing the job that philosophy has done on him… and it as this affliction that big W was trying to save him from. meanwhile, W becomes the bad guy, pushing an agenda that aegean has been hypnotized into believing is contrary to progress.
when marx said that consciousness is determined first by the material conditions in which it is produced, he meant that a particular kind of conflict will produce a general kind of consciousness that has as its subject of interest either the resolution of that conflict or the continuation of it. and which side you fall on depends solely on how you benefit from those conditions. so the entire edifice of conservative ideology is not some ‘philosophy’, but only a general kind of language game that defends one side of the conflict… while the left’s ideology defends the other side. but they’re not fighting over ‘conceptual problems’, only material problems. and they enhance and enrich these problems with all kinds of prescriptive philosophies that state how things should be. and there it is; they put into the equation the proper ‘ought’ that happens to be in their favor… not because they’ve discovered some natural logic that justifies such conclusions (because there is no such thing).
and so generally speaking your ‘philosophy’ is an existential contraption you’ve been designed to believe based on the degree to which it either benefits your immediate material relations in society, or harms them. and here is where the power of the marx-wittenstein-derrida triangulation of forces becomes so evident. marx finds the source of your bullshit, wittgenstein identifies your bullshit, and derrida describes how you do your bullshit. and its not for nuthin that all three of these niggas was leftists. i should probably include gramsci in there too beside derrida as someone who describes how entire ages do their bullshit.
ya’ll niggas think you’re doing your own individual thinking… but nah, you ain’t. you’ve been under a hegemonic rule since you were old enough to pick up a book.
i eagerly await a rebuttle. here i’ll even kick it off for ya; the noetic apprehension of the noumena as other-than-self produces an existential anxiety that resolves itself by inverting the top<>down thinking of the fair skinned pagans, thus turning it into the abrahamic nil by converting the fear of the flux into something immutable, thereby psychoanalytically filling the fatalistic void of determinism with a reassurance that not being responsible is okay because whatever happens is god’s will. therefore, a wave of mullato jew immigrants is part of a desperately degenerative cosmic plan, or logos, and i need not shoot them down when they cross the border because oscillating patterns of energy prove the will to power, and capitalism is completely defended by value ontology which has affectance everywhere in the extensionally infinite universe because experientialism is a discrete experience before the self is abstracted. this is why there is wave duality, no fact/value distinction, and voltaire was french.
now if that isn’t clear enough, i’ve got to be a total imbecile.
Shit I forgot to include the worst part.
All this causes me to increase my approach escalation and violate the consent of other individuals of my own dimorphic species. And you know what that means; no interdimensional platonic good karma for you, pal.
I would like now to make a concerted effort to spread Christmas joy throughout the forum… even though as a nihilist I observe no such ridiculous holiday myself.
Lol
Jesus; ordinary man or messiah? you decide.
Choosing which church to join…
this just in: i’m now sitting in a starbucks. a chinese mother and son walk throught the door. the kid makes a b-line straight for me, stands beside me as i’m seated, gently clutches my forearm, and smiles. the mother comes running over; ‘i’m sorry, he has autism.’ hey but yo. literally, a b-line. that nigga came straight at me, and fast.
see that? lemme tell ya what just happened. autistic people have senses we normal folks don’t have, and this kid could sense my extraordinary power. i think he wanted to absorb some of my energy or sumthin… which i freely give because my cup spilleth over.
i’ve changed my mind about the greta thunberg phenomenon because i didn’t know she could get down like this:
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUb4MovqcBY[/youtube]
and like this:
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9RfphGMYq0g[/youtube]
and like this:
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bSxuXQCEC7M[/youtube]
now of course this global warming issue isn’t half as bad (yet) as they say, but that duddint matter. i’m impressed by the greta thunberg phenomenon, her acting coaches and handlers especially. anything that heckles and irritates the right gets my applause.
this girl is a superfreak, and she’s alright with me.
godammit! I knew I shouldn’t’a trusted marlin’s crew. Shady muthafuckers been tryin to get the jump on him for two weeks.
When the Spectrum cable guy who comes over to fix your cable ends up being an eccentric crack-pot christian conspiracy nutt, but because he’s such a cool country boy, you don’t have the heart to tear into him and instead just play along and humor him…
Traffic in this town is unbelievable. See what I gotta go through just to drive to the store?