The madness is cyclic

It’s been described many times. Storys and legends talk about it and what you should do to fight the madness.

You are not supposed to look at it.
  “Don’t look back or you will turn into stone!”

One hero fought his enemies not looking at them by turning his back to them and using his polished shield as a mirror to know where to use his sword.
That’s a good idea, because the lunacy is mirrored / inversed / upside-down.

One way to fight idiots is by agreeing to anything they say. If they say “Open the borders!”. Do it! But make sure that everyone knows whose idea it was.
They are not used to getting what they want right away. That confuses them and disturbs the time-plan. They count on resistance and asking for more than they really want.

It’s here again

Punishing people by ridiculing them; shaming them; parading them in public like animals. Cosby, Whitney Houston, Madsen and many, many others.
Clowns do not have a fun history. They were elite-members of the court severely disfigured and forced to entertain at the kings banquet.

The nose was cut off. The lips removed and the corners of the mouth slit to the ears. The eyelids was cut off. They where scalped on top of their head.

This is the face of the clown. Lessened to no more than a freak with heavy, double-sized shoes and ridiculous garments. Being laughed at by their former peers and subordinates of the court.

This is what they are doing to people again now. 

AI – path of development

Is it easier to make AI smarter? Or to make people dumber?
If people are too complicated.. why not lessen them to 240 characters and an option to LIKE and an option to FOLLOW.

Now, our stupid AI can predict them.

Sydsvenskan: The children must be prevented from picking flowers!

Hung up on Tom D

Take a little known Youtuber as “Sift the Frail”. Behind the somewhat rugged name we find a lounger baptised in flames and water to bear the name Ismaël Zorkin-Goldhosen.
One day he found out that a web-forum thrived when you let loose haters and trolls. Then you could show your few fan-boys-and-girls you where important enough to hate. And they felt an urge to come to the rescue. And that investment was not easy to free oneself from. If you defended a person once. You’d do it twice. Soon you find yourself defending that person whatever.
“Because we have such a warm cosy forum here. People who known each-other and it’s ALL because of Ismaël!”

It didn’t matter if Ismaël pooped his pants or snorted coke live.

As long as “Granny-Fatpants” would log in and holler “Hi Caitlin! Did you find that article?”

And “Yes”, she did. And it was “absolutely fab!”
“So happy for you, deary.”

What’s that? Hawaiian noises?
It’s Jimboo411. He found his cat.
Hooray! But don’t forget to spill salt beside your bed to keep the bad spirits off.

Give weirdos a warm, cosy space and they will defend this place to the bitter end. Same as with drunkards gathering together in the little restaurant. Soon the owner has no other clients. And the clients do not welcome other diners. This is OUR place.
And the owner have to get personal and protective with his motley crew. And they have a club-house. Everybody’s happy.

But sometimes you need to stir the waters to remind everybody that this safe, warm, cuddly place is not a given. It has to be defended. And after each battle won, the strings of attachment grow stronger.
We are scared in battle! We have memories together!

“Shiiit! Ismaël has 100 viewers.”
“That’s not much when he says he has 20 000 prescribing. What’s that? One in two-hundred has an interest. One-hundred and ninety-nine can’t even be bothered. 19 900 people chose NOT to show up. That’s fame for ya.”
[BLOCKED FOR LIFE] (We have a code of conduct in our forum!)

How come a blacksmith forging an axe has 700 000 views? A man repairing a carburettor has 1,3 million views?
Could it be that people have better things to do and things to learn? Maybe it’s not everyone’s cup of tea to hear vague accusations and made-up causality all day. Maybe people want to build; create; learn; educate themselves; see real things..

Nah.. it’s better to get Ismaël-facts where Soros is a paedophile because his name rhymes with “lemonade” and can be read both ways in a one-way mirror.

Or let’s go see Wranglestar off-grid homesteading while using more electricity and power-tools than is recommended.

Cat & Canary

Take a little known investment as “The Beam in my Eye” as an example. It’s run by Leviathan Pullman-Singer and his Polish wife Tribeca.
They live together in the attic of Leviathans grandfathers’, who – by himself – is a retired cuckoo-clock salesman, and from there they produce a Youtube-show pertaining to “raise awareness”, “enable clear-sight” and “polishing the monocle”.
Since Tribeca is known already from other, previous productions, she is kept off-camera and is only heard from time to time in the background, hollering “Kourva! Kourva!” in a shrill voice.

They have a cat, called Spencer and the canary Leonard, who Tribeca brought from Gdansk in her brides-chest.
“That thing and two bricks was all she broughted”, Leviathan is often heard joking.
“And my Levvy wanted a Chevvy”, Tribe is quick to interject. “Kourva! Kourva!”
Levs’ grandfather, Norman, is letting them stay rent-free as long as Tribe takes her showers with the bathroom-door open.

Norman likes to introduce himself as “Nor”.. as in “Nor me”.. as in “Hi! I’m Leviathan. This is my wife, Tribeca.”
“Nor me!”
And visitors look puzzled.

But that’s good. Because it’s a great opportunity for Lev to “reveal the truth” and “lift the misconceptions”.
“And we also like to raise awareness”, Leviathan adds “but so far, we only raised the prices”.
“Yes”, Tribby says. “Telling a truth has so long been a little hobby of ours. Now we want to sell it hard. Kourva! Kourva!”

“Lev & Trib : Time 2 Waste” is the name of their business. They sell garbage-bags with print on it.

“Full of shit!” is the bestseller. A roll of 50 bags with handles for 29 dollars.

“Call the cops!” in glow-in-the-dark print (no handles) is $34.90.

And if you sign up for the news-letter with name and adress, and check the box if you are willing to overthrow the government with force.. you get a sticker that says nothing.
“Because we have no talking stickers”, Lev explains. “But you’ll get access to our premium content”

There Lev is proving, without a shred of evidence, that he is living inside a dough-knot. In other episodes he lives in a cake; on top of a waffle and under a muse (a replica).

“This is our special, in-depth learning-material, produced by Cat & Canary Kenny & Spenny, who also holds positions as janitor and gaff.”

“Astoundingly low quality. Amazingly high price.”, says Tribeca.
“So, we both astound and amaze you”, Lev says.
“Mazel-tov”, Nor ad.