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Well, it’s late August 2017 and the new Samsung Note 8 is out.

1/ Disclaimer, for years I have had an all you can eat data and minutes contract with Hutchinson (the only phone company in the UK that owns their own towers and infrastructure) which meant an automatic “free” new phone every 2 years, *any* phone you liked.

Reviews and shit aside, I have now seen and tested one in the flesh.

I have two Note 4’s, one Note 3 and an old S3, the note 4’s are both used, the Note 3 and S3 is just emergency spare unused.

I’m not a big guy, and I have square stubby hands, my pick your nose finger is 75 mm long, ring finger 82 mm long, spare finger is 71 mm long and pinky is 61 mm long.

I say all this because I have been able to use the Note’s one handed with no problem at all.

The new Note 8 has a 162.5 x 74.8 x 8.6 mm overall size, the Note 4 153.5 x 78.6 x 8.5 mm and while that may not seem like much difference at all, an extra 10 mm in height while losing 5 mm in width makes the new screen ratio displeasing to me, I just do not like it, and I find the advertised measuring diagonal screen size misleading as a result, according to the numbers the Note 8 has a bigger screen, in my hands compared to the Note 4 it looks and feels like a smaller screen.

I should also add a disclaimer here that I have never run a phone without some sort of protective case, so all these “naked phone” pics and specs and reviews mean nothing to me… I have also never had a cracked screen or any other kind of phone damage ever, in fact all my phones even the old S3 (I sold on the S1) look brand new.

The Note 8 screen didn’t blow me away visually either, yeah, I can see it is an incremental improvement over the Note 4 amoled beauty, but enough to make a difference? Not really.

The Note 4 has an excellent camera for a phone, the Note 8 camera may be technically better, but it’s still at the mercy of the optics, and if I actually want to take a proper picture I put down the Note 4 and pick up the Canon SX50, one of the best bridge cameras out there, Ok the sensor isn’t as good as a pukka DSLR, but, I always have the right lens already attached.

For situations where “the best camera is the one in your hand” the fact is the Note 4 is pretty damn good most of the time, and again, any incremental improvement in the Note 8 is an “is it worth it?” and for me the answer is no, not all by itself.

Now come all the hero’s running benchmark software, who will tell me that the Note 8 is literally twice as fast and powerful as the Note 4, maybe so, but considering I never pause at anything using the Note 4, and considering that I always enabled developer mode and disabled animations, it’s actually a toss up if the Note 8 is as fast as the Note 4 at opening applications like the aforesaid camera…

The extra RAM in the Note 8 would be nice, but the 3 gig of the Note 4 has in practice been enough, and to be fair 6.01 isn’t the latest cutting edge, but I’m not sure what 7.xx does that 6.xx doesn’t that I will actually need and notice…. not that I could not install 7.11 on my note 4 if I really wanted to.

My Note 4 I can pull the back off and swap the battery, the last Note device to be able to do this, why would I want to? Well, it’s a 3 year old phone, so forgetting all those (valid) arguments about swapping batteries with charged spares, the fact is my 3 year old phone has a brand new genuine battery, therefore it works like new, if it was a fixed battery I would not be in that position…. I’d be in iphone territory, device endurance / run time running down a slope as it aged.

No removable battery and the stupid narrow/tall screen aspect ratio are together what kills it for me, I do not discount any of the other improvements, I think they are all good and valid improvements, but taken all together they still do not outweigh the (to me) huge retrograde step with the new screen aspect ratio and the integral battery, not even close.

Remember, I am someone who can get a “free” Note 8 at will, I was already paying this premium to my provider, I could have cut back to a sim only deal months ago, and did not, waiting to see for myself what the new note would actually be like.

Having seen it, it’s an iphone running android, and most of the things I hated about the iphone weren’t just the we know best software walled garden, it was also the built in obsolescence of the integral battery… in fact I’m surprised the Note 8 retains the extra micro SD card slot, that is really the only thing that remains from the old phones.

So, it is now late 2017, and I cannot see a single argument to “upgrade” my 2014 Note 4, please note (sic) I am not saying I cannot see any arguments to upgrade, I am saying I am not seeing anything that I personally consider a significant upgrade, and I’m seeing a lot of things that I do think are significant downgrades.

At this point I’m off next week to downgrade my contract with my provider to sim only, saving myself 30 quid a month.

If Samsung is listening, the Note 9 better be;

• 16:9 aspect ratio screen
• 4,500+ mAh battery, removable, trivially…. ideally hot swappable with a small supercap.
• dual sim
• 16 Gb RAM w 256 Gb internally for storage
• Bloatware free… do NOT fucking bundle fucking fuckbook as part of the fucking ROM image

That’s it, that’s all you have to do to sell me a new thousand buck phone, I’ll take all the other CPU upgrades and so on as a given, but the fucking base hardware needs to not suck donkey balls, and making an iPhone clone that runs android sucks donkey balls big time.

Or don’t.

The Chinese will.

So 2017 and I’m still using a Note 4, no idea what or when I will be upgrading to in the future, but willing to bet money it will be something out of China with a name that nobody had heard of when this Note 4 came out.

 

You know there have been a lot of “kooky” pseudo religions and cults that talk about thetans and lizard people and alien spirits residing in our bodies / brains, wouldn’t it be funny if science eventually discovers that there is a parasite or an equally effective biochemical toxin at work.

I mean, look at Nancy Pelosi, you can look at Josef Fritzl and even if you didn’t know the history you’d be able to tell he was fucked in the head, so why don’t we ever allow the same yardstick to people.

The current squeeze is in many ways a student of mine, and my teaching methods do not involve brainwashing or indoctrination, they involve discussion, look at that, what do you see, what do you think that means. Look at their actions, look at what they say, reconcile the two, what do you think that means.

She’s gone from not seeing it, to seeing it fucking everywhere, the lights are on but nobody is at home, and if they are, they only give a fuck about themselves, and it is all plainly written on the face for all to see who wish to look.

In my youth I’ve been to parties where I’ve dropped a blotter or two of acid and a couple of quarters of speed wrapped in a rizla and I may or may not be sipping some booze or toking on some grass, and I’ve still been the straightest one there just about.

And yet there was less actual human personality and intellect present in places like the secret family courts and solicitors and child guardians and CAFCASS and police and all the rest of them than there was at those parties, where everyone present had gone to extreme ongoing measures of self medication to eradicate anything even approaching the “straight” experience.

I dunno, maybe it is BECAUSE I went to those parties that I can see and recognise a human brain that is all fucked up and not working right at a 100 yards, as for the current squeeze, she is getting there, and her comment about it, well, she hates it, she lived in blissful ignorance before and it was lovely, would she go back, no fucking way.

She’s just in mourning for innocence lost.

I travelled a lot, it all started at six weeks old, when I went literally half way around the world, not that I had any say or part in financing it, but the fact is I did travel, and because I was so young, the profound culture shock in going from late 50’s very early 60’s England to foreign parts wasn’t a culture shock, I did not know any different.

But being thrust into countries where at least 5 major languages were spoken and being born English with the closest thing to the universal language as my native tongue, you either became an expert polyglot by the age of five or you became an expert at reading body language and faces, having no linguistic talent or interest I took the latter path.

The other thing that set me apart from my contemporaries back home was the shit I saw, fifties and sixties England was an idyll of innocence and peace, and by that I do not mean that bad shit did not happen, Myra Hindley for example was plying her trade in that era, but by and large most kids were not exposed to any of the seedy side of life.

I, on the other hand, saw it all, at seven years of age returning to rural Devon for a few months I marvelled at all the greenery (I don’t mean Malaysia was not green because it was, it was a different green, england had fields, and comparatively few flowering plants) and the weather and so on, and all the buildings and shops were enclosed… and where the hell were all the opium dens and bars full of good time girls and why wasn’t anybody armed?

At ten I was in central africa and it was different but also more of the same, you know, there are things you just cannot explain to people, the concept of putting an AK47 into the hands of a 12 year old soldier, you’ve either seen it first hand for what it is or you haven’t, if you haven’t, you’ll see the 12 year old soldier and think 12 year old boy who should be at school, if you have you’ll think completely fucked little 12 year old cunt who will kill you as soon as look at you.

In the UK the age split between junior and senior school is around 11 years old, so in the UK if you’re unlucky you go to the “big school” at 11 and see this nasty kid in the next year up who is 12 who has a reputation for carrying a knife and hitting people and stealing their dinner money… I met kids a year older than me who had, up close and real personal blood spattered like, killed a dozen or more unarmed and helpless victims, and participated in a few shootouts, and seen more dead and injured than they could remember.

Coming back to the UK was a real fucking culture shock, 40 years later the culture shock is still there, how the fuck can you behave like that you asswipe? While I sit there fairly still and complacent, I’m waiting for the thing that doesn’t happen, the knife or gun to come out and someone to die.

We *are* importing people like that from Libya etc, I do understand them, at least, I understand what they are capable of, nobody here does, least of all the politicians and state security forces.

I have never been to the USA, but I watch a lot of shit, I used to laugh at the whole gun culture thing, and the hullaballoo surrounding it on both sides, where I grew up a gun was cheaper than a car, and it was used, not new, and it had been used to kill, no doubt about that at all, and it was probably *mainly* purchased because ammunition in that calibre was cheap enough and readily available enough.

If you couldn’t afford a gun, no problem, a parang will do. Most killings even with a firearm are done up close and personal.

I look at all the youtube vids people losing their shit in public etc, trust me, you have no gun or knife culture, not the way it is made out to be, because they are just tools, and tools are used.

Detroit has a population of 680,000 and had some 320 murders last year, and I can watch youtube vids of people in detroit and let me tell you, there would have been between 30,000 and 300,000 murders in one year if anyone had acted like that where I grew up around the world.

It was a big problem and a big culture shock for me, on the one hand you have this person who is acting in a manner sufficient to justify an instant lethal response / fight, on the other hand, here they are attracting as much attention as fucking possible, which is the exact opposite of what you want in an instant lethal response / fight.

I grew up with parangs and kukris (still have an original short ghurka ww2 one given as a gift by a friend of my father, because a 7 year old boy can’t become a man without his own knife) and that is a large part of why despite growing up in the culture I never took the slightest interest in martial arts (it’s really not prevalent at all in the far east in reality) because a kukri or a parang will end your day with one blow, bone and flesh parted with ease.

I’m on my second Buck 100FG in my life, I still have both, and it’s a pocket knife, good for cutting small stuff up, it’s not a weapon, it’s a joke for a weapon, it’s good steel and almost sharp enough to shave with and the locking mechanism is as solid as a rock, but a one sided 4.5″ blade just doesn’t have any weight, I’m not saying I couldn’t kill with it, but going up against someone with a parang or kukri I’ll die, end of.

And this is another one of those things I see on 99.99% of the faces around me, they haven’t got a fucking clue.

22 people killed in manchester by one suicide bomber?

At 650,000 born per year that’s 1,781 per day or 72 an hour or 1.236 per minute, so it takes 18 minutes to replace the 22 lost.

Put in another way there are 65 million people in the uk, divided by 22 that’s a shade under 3 million, so at that rate it will take a shade under 3 million suicide bombers to depopulate the UK if we sit around and do nothing and the survivors keep congregating.

Put it another way, of those 22 who died, how many of them weren’t already brain dead for life? Given they were attending a pop concert by some talentless skank that I have never heard of before, probably zero.

ISIS and the rapefugees, when seen from this perspective, aren’t a problem, they are simply culling the herd, a job we should have been doing for the past sixty years ourselves…. if anything they are doing a piss poor job at culling the herd.

They’d be far more effective becoming bus drivers and then committing suicide by driving off cliffs with passengers on board.

With the benefit of 20/20 hindsight, I think that the people who served and lived through WW1 and WW2 in Europe fucked up, they saw all that shit first hand, and as soon as the war was over instead of trying to get back to how things were before, they tried to make everything safe, and so they raised a generation of war babies (my parents were born in the 20’s) who were mollycoddled from birth, and then they tried to make things even “safer” for their kids, and now we have microagressions and white privilege and all the other shit from the 3rd or 4th generation raised in cotton wool and rubberised round corners on everything and the rest will be history.

Because they really are an exceptional group of people, quite the exception to the rule and the norm for the human race as a whole.

Readers with a keen eye and sharp mind will also have realised that basically I did not grow up in either a white or a christian country, and while there were many religions out in these places, Islam was one of the biggest and most common.

The Muslim’s I grew up in the midst of are not the same people as the Muslims living in europe today, in the exact same way that the blacks or the chinese I grew up in the midst of in asia and africa are not the same people as the chinese and blacks living in europe today.

I currently live in a university town with a significant population of foreign students from china, I’ll bet both my testicles and a blunt rusty knife that you can select one of these chinese from china students and ask them if they feel any kinship with the chinese living here, and the answer will be no, these are not chinese, these are foreigners with chinese grandparents.

I don’t see that vacant look in the faces of the rapefugees, I don’t see any great intellect either mind you, they are all hunted ferals prone to lizard brain action and reaction, but any one of them is worth 20 of us in a street fight…

Sadly for us we also have a local marine commando training barracks here, and the faces of the young recruits of today are just as devoid of intellect or character or will, which is probably why a significant proportion of them develop PTSD shortly after being deployed… being exposed to the radically different cultures and attitudes will do that to you, if you are not prepared to question your own standards in response to the challenge.

https://www.amazon.com/Condor-Tool-Knife-Village-Hardwood/dp/B007MC4AP0

80 bucks, never needs reloading, silent, heavy enough to do the job in one blow, of course like all tools you need to learn how to use it, and how to maintain it, but it won’t break or let you down if you do.

I’ve twice in my life seen crazy / hungry / angry big cats attack a guy carrying a good parang, both guys got hurt and limped away and healed, both big cats died, one very quick, one got 75 yards away before bleeding out, the one that died quick took one parang blow, the one that got 75 yards away and bled out took two blows.

Even today against a mob a dozen roman soldiers with shield and gladius would start a stampede away after literally butchering the first 30 or so to get too close…. sure, one modern soldier 300 yards away with a long gun could take them all out before they get to him in an open field, but violence almost never happens like that in the real world, set piece battles with nobody present but combatants are ancient history.

I see this everywhere in western culture, one one extreme you have the UK where only a criminal can own a gun (effectively) and on the other hand you have the USA where ownership and open carry is legal in many places (provided you never been divorced) and all the arguments on both sides, but the facts are that 99.99% of all crimes are done up close and personal, you don’t mug or rape or carjack or burgle at 300 yards, you do it at 1 yard, and whichever side of the equation you are on, a parang is as useful a tool for the criminal as it is for the intended victim.

One of the fundamental ways to do a blind sort of white men vs everyone else is to put them in the proximity of a pissed off bear, give them a gun and they’ll probably face the bear, give them a parang and they’ll probably run away… don’t get me wrong, I’d rather have a 45-70 in my hands than a parang in that situation, but if I could back away I would, and I’d *much* rather have a parang than fuck all.

I can make it a fight, not a slaughter.

In England today we basically don’t have any wild animals, about the worst that happens is people get attacked by seagulls, we’ve pacified the land for so long that we have become inured to threats, in real terms even roaming wild wolf packs would probably be more dangerous than all the terrorist acts on the mainland since 1945, in terms of number killed, and the simple response to bands of sharia thugs patrolling English streets trying to enforce Muslim “standards” on everyone would be to whip out a machete and chop the cunts up, but, like the English themselves, 99.99% of these cunts only have the balls to prance about on their hind legs because England is such a safe and secure country.

Japanese history shows us beyond any doubt that if the populace is unarmed, very very few men armed with a long sword can effectively control everything, so it isn’t “the hand gun” or “the assault rifle” or “the edged weapon” that makes the difference, what makes the difference is a general population that don’t have any weapons, and a few that do, and who see them as tools that they are familiar with.

Switzerland has had three, count them, three terrorist incidents ever, two were planes on their way to israel, and one was the romanian embassy attack done by romanian exiles who were against the then communist romanian regime.

In guns per 100 residents, USA has 112, Serbia (remember the war there recently?) has 58, Yemen (war there now) has 54, and Switzerland is #4 in the world with 45…

In the UK it is 6.6, which puts us fractionally ahead of such idyllic peaceful places as Kenya, 6.4, Colombia, 5.9, Botswana 4.9, Kazakhstan 1.3, and bringing up the rear the positively ultrasafe Rwanda (remember the mass killings?) with 0.6 guns per 100 residents…

So basically there is no causal correlation between gun ownership and gun crime, nor is there any real correlation between “no guns” and “no weapons” because edged weapons did quite well killing 800,000 people in just four months in Rwanda…

So there *must* be something else going on, and it is disingenuous at best to say that there aren’t many wogs in switzerland, there are quite a few non white faces there if you actually go there.

*MY* take is western societies have become so risk averse and clad in cotton wool, that even outrageous behaviour that would get you severely fucked up everywhere else in the world has become the norm here, because it’s safe, and hey, look at me…

The availability or legality or presence of weapons is then about as relevant as the presence of minors in society, most people are not paedophiles, so the kids really aren’t at risk, it vanishes into nothing statistically compared to the risk of crossing the road…. there are kids everywhere and yet there are no incidents at all of roving bands of paedos gang raping them en masse in playgrounds and so on.

What we have is we have bred a society where the weakest barrio kid from the slums of Sao Paolo is more street wise and survival ready than pretty much 99.9999% of the population in the west, and the very few we do have who aren’t a total loss are likely recent immigrants from rawer parts of the world.

It’s written on all of our faces everywhere.

So, a long diatribe to get to this bit, because it all lays the background to it.

Conversation with the mother of a 13 year old boy who looked out his bedroom window and saw just 30 feet away in full detail some crazed dude with a knife in the street slice himself up and get tazered by the po-po, to die, either from blood loss or the repeated tazering that everyone gets nowadays who isn’t totally placid, because the po-po too are fucking wimps…

Mommy is concerned the her little boy is traumatized by the whole thing.

Little boy is all WTF mum, seen ten times worse on youtube and playing call of duty online.

Little boy, 5th or 6th generation since those who tried to make everything safe and cotton wool after the war, he ain’t so far at all from being ready to be handed an AK or a machete and told to ice ten or a dozen to become a man and be part of the man’s army.

Because of my upbringing and history I’m more comfortable with that than I am with the current crop of wimps and snowflakes and SJW’s and so on.

Really, even if you like in the yess ess of a and own 73 guns already, but *especially* if you don’t, go out today and buy a proper heavy duty short chopping tool like the Condor parang above, even if all you ever do is go camping once in your life it’s worth it, if it’s a zombie apocalypse, it’s gonna be too late, even with amazon prime, you’ll be left with what you actually have… which WON’T be what you actually want or need.

 

At the risk of being branded a psycopath….

If you believe it is wrong to have sex with small children, start fires for fun, smash car windows to steal the ICE, drink and drive, etc, then the chances are you won’t be doing those things, or if you do do them, you’ll do them badly and in a way that gets detected as you are wrung by guilt and pangs of “cry for help”.

So belief’s are a pretty good way of controlling people, and as Vonnegut said, people project their beliefs upon a blank canvas, so you only have to look at the canvas to read the person.

“I believe Hitlary should be the next Prezzident” is not merely a statemeant about Hitlary vs the other contenders, quite essentially it is also an implicit statement that the role of Prezzident is meaninful and capable of being a thing of good, a beacon of light and warmth.

By controlling the belief’s of the individual from an early age you can quite easily convince them that fucking adults is fine, that executing adults is fine, that stealing from adults is fine, that black adults are inferior to white adults, that female adults are inferior to male adults, that christian adults are inferior to muslim adults, thet Freddie Kruger was / is a real person, that lizards living in volcanoes control the world, that Gaddafi was a tyrant and that the USA is a democracy.

And once held beliefs are something that people will fight for long after their posessions have gone, I have no home / car / stereo / friends / prospects, but I BELIEVE I am a good person.

The whole purpose of junior school when I was a small boy was to instil a set of beliefs into me, in my particular case that did not take so well, because I started at 7 not 5, and because I had already travelled the world and seen much, so when presented with a “self evident belief” (self evident because all my peers believed it) I would ask “Why?”

I soon learned not to ask, because nobody can actually explain their beliefs logically, they all believe they can, but when they attempt it and you respond logically, they get angry at you.

I was told that on day 1 of creation god said let there be light, and that on day 4 of creation (after creating sky and water on day 2 and dry land and all life on day 3) he creates the heavenly bodies, including the sun and the moon, day 6 is adam and eve and day 7 is the rest day.

So I asked obvious question, where did the light created on day 1 go when god created the heavenly bodies, because now it gets dark at night, and did this mean the earth (as a barren dry dark husk) existed before day 1, because nowhere does it meantion the earth being created, presumably day 1 god turns a light on and sees earth, because day 2 he adds sky and water to an already existing earth, and come day 3 he creates land, which was by definition already there before day 2 and the creation of sky and water.

So I am then told it is an allegorical tale, not a factual tale meant to be taken literally.

So I say that what you are telling me is that it is just a story, it is not true at all, the world and everything else was not created in 7 days.

I am told it is true, and stop being such a naughty boy, DELIBERATELY misinterpreting and questioning what I am being taught.

Up until that point at the age of 7, I was quite happy to belive in God, because God made us all and everything else, and God liked people who did good things, and did not like people who did bad things, and that was about as complex as the story got…. it was so vague that you could not poke logical holes in it, nevertheless, it gave a map of how to behave, so that was good.

It pretty much coincided with things my mum and dad said, and it pretty much coincided with everything the Bhuddists and Muslims and Hindu and others around me said, albeit they had different names for God, like they had different names for people or for a watermelon, but we were all talking about the same thing.

Don’t think for a moment that when I talk about “belief” I mean just religion.

My life from then until the late eighties consisted of much of the same, no matter where I went in the world and what I did, you were basically not going from one country to another or region to another or anything else, you were going from a place where most people believed one thing, to a place where most people believed a slightly different thing, and the definition of a bad place to be was somewhere where they believed something very different to what you did, and in those places and time it was the power of violence or implied violence that kept the sides in check, until you left that place.

“Home” was England, where most people believed pretty much what I did, which made interaction easy, even if I did not go to one of the two main churches (catholic and protestant) every sunday, and even in Northern Ireland back in the day, it was never about religion, it just so happened that if you were a protestant then you’d believe a whole load of non religious things that clashed with someone else, and there was an extremely high probability that that person was a catholic, and vice versa.

 

See small boys going to preparatory school and being inculcated with beliefs.

And I say up until about the late eighties for a reason, because everything changed then.

Computers and CNC technologies came in, so instead of just being able to publish Personal Computer World, a magazine that covered all of personal computing and had specialist sections within for those that had say a BBC micro, suddenly one publishing house could publish 20 different personal computer magazines, you could buy an Amiga sepcialist magazine, a Sinclair specialist magazine, and Atari specialist magazine, a Commodore specialist magazine, and in doing so you went from being a small regular section in a telephone book to the entire magazine, and you also never got to see or read anything about anything else, if someone who owned an Amiga wrote into a Commodore magazine and asked why Commodores had such crap sound chips they got shouted down as an Amiga fanboy, by the resident Commodore fanboys.

We got both kinds of music, country AND western.

And then the advertisers woke up, snorted a few lines of coke, and surveyed all these new lands, it was like day 5 of creation all over again, and instead of just Adam and Eve, it was Jim the Amiga guy, Joe the Marlboro man, Steve the Heavy Metal guy, Frank the beach bug guy, Harry the sailboat guy, and then the advertisers went forth and procreated with their own offspring, Harry could also be the Rolex guy, Frank could also be the surfer dude, Steve could also be the Technics guy, Joe could also be the Jeep guy, and Jim could also be the penthouse pet of the week fanclub guy.

And it got ever more incestuous and iniquitous, and then the cunts discovered the naescent world wide web, and advertising to individuals got so cheap as to be effectively free, and fuck all the rules and gentleman’s agreements about truth in advertising, or at least some faint semblance of it.

Meanwhile human beings were going around doing what humans do, which is comparing memes and beliefs, and Darwinian forces were at work there too, and there was plenty of fallow soil eagerly awaiting the seeds, all those “torches of freedom” wimminz lighting up cigarettes in the 30’s and all those on the pill and all those feminist liberation types, and suddenly there were all those so cheap as to be effectively free new channels for sending memes and ideas and micro-belief soundbites to the masses.

Where once there was England with mere generational blips on the cultural radar like rock and roll and punk rock and standard trunk dialling, now the new memes were coming out every week, then every day, then every hour, every minute, every second…

Mass constant civil war and anarchy in a bad way down at the meme / belief level, people who are now feminazi members of the state who twenty years ago were affiliated with the paedofile information exchange, but that is all forgotten in the current chaotic white noise, and can’t happen again as it is drowned out before it can rise to prominence in the all pervasive white noise.

Not just nobody believes in anything, but everyone disbelives a whole separate slew of contantly changing things.

Hitlary can stand up in public and ask why, since she spent 150 millions dollars more than Trump on her campaign, why isn’t she 50 points ahead?

Because, chaos in beliefs…

Causal strings of relationships and dependencies dissolved away in the chatoic churning soup of disbelief.

And even if I fucking do believe in something for a day and vote for it, if twenty four fucking hours pass and I don’t get my fucking payola, fuck you I’ll stab you in the back for betraying me you cunt.

Trump or Hitlary winning makes no odds, neither of them can pay off sufficiently large and sufficiently rapidly to avoid an instant voter backlash.

Meanwhile back at the ranch marketing and propaganda has gotten so cheap and so instant that even the Daily Mail, I literally cannot look at a single front page on their website without almost immediately spotting a glaring typo or mistake.

Sure, this blog is fucking full to the brim of that shit, but this blog is not a massive multinational media system with tens of thousands of employees and staffers and *more* than enough headroom to ensure that every single article is prrofread before being posted, a delay of maybe 5 minutes to publication, which goes on 24/7 nowadays, no more of this of shit we missed the presses it will have to wait until tomorrow and we get scooped by the Times.

The rot has set in so far that typos and other errors are a continual daily occurence in arguably one of the top news media sites in the world… they no longer give a fuck.

Be afraid, be very afraid.

HFT has come to the media, being 5 seconds before anyone else means your story gets linked and syndicated, not theirs.

But in chaos comes the opportunity for Joe Bloggs to also reach a fairly wide audience for free, and you can look at youtube for videos in such diverse subjects and Union Carbide Bhopal, 9/11, Egyptian Spring, Ukraine, and find videos with tens of thousand of vews, hundreds of thousands of views, millions of views, some of them tens of millions of views.

 

Which leave us where?

In interesting and chaotic times, times where something that did not exist yesterday can become a force of nature by tomorrow, and things that are immense rocks today have diseappeared below the seething foam tomorrow.

It is not the best or most superior or most moral or most enlightened ideas that coalesce from chaos, merely the fittest to survive the chaos.

People who do not belive in anything get angry very quickly, and everywhere I go from on the roads to in shops to on the streets, people are getting angrier, faster, for less real reason, than I have ever seen before.

I contantly remind myself not to lead the pack, it would be unwise to be the first person to kill everyone in a silver car just because some cunt in a silver car cut you up at the lights.

Far better to bide your time and wait until they are all brawling in the intersections, then go do my own nefarious deeds elsewhere under cover of that.