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A Turncoat.4

Interrogation.1

 

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INFORMAL FALLACY

 

—God forbid!

—That's different.

—Some chance!

—High hopes.

Moxie's

Disease

 

The Fallacy of Misleading Analogy — A person with vested interest to protect can seize on what you would consider an unimportant detail and magnify it out of due proportion.

 

NOTES TO MYSELF

PSYCHOLOGICAL AGE

CLASS

[delusions of grandeur] - By completely ignoring things you say, they separate you from your sense of harmony, equilibrium and balance - They start exploding with imitations of their parents, making you feel lonely - All loneliness is separation anxiety, brought about by people who steal your attention - Very few people know how to stand up to a religious yahoo, someone who likes to pretend they're allowed to say anything, and that you're not. If you know yourself, you're just a person. If you personally know God, you're hot shit.

The Age of Significance, ages 20-23

Rules

 

 
 
 
 
 

Exactly what someone said [or did]
... usually not very original.

The thoughts of a "bad child"
... to free your mind again.

ATTACKS

BRIDGE

SILENT BACKUP

"Everything always has to be black and white for you."

—That's different.

—You're confused.

"You're being unreasonable."

—God forbid!

—I'm the one who's ruining the atmosphere of Happy Hollow ... It's my attitude ... It's no good.

"You're being a psychobitch!"

—That's different.

—I'm not afraid of you – I'm afraid of my mother!

"taxi1010 stupid! You're doing it wrong."

—Some chance!

—Is this really evil?

"You're a nigger yourself."

—Some chance!

—You're much too plantation oriented – And who isn't?

"Don't forget who you're talking to!"

—Some chance!

—I don't know why, for a couple of thousand years, people can't see there's no god.

"It's a waste of gas." [Thursday rehearsal for a weekend Blue Angels air show]

—God forbid!

—The room of rising fumes.

"Why are you giving me a citation?"

—God forbid!

—You want to see what you're doing and get wise to it.

"The Polytechnic is history. Vietnam is history. Auschwitz is history. Hippies are history. Punks are history. God is history. Hollywood is history. The Soviet Union is history. My parents are history. My friend Joe is becoming history. I will become history. This fucking shithole planet will become history. Take more drugs." (–Christos Tsiolkas, extract from Loaded)

—Some chance!

—They always miss one thing ... I can endure.

"You're not on the list." [Trans: You're not on the five-member task force]

—That's different.

—I wouldn't bother with people I don't like . . . I appoint you to be keeper of the flame.

"What are you doing over there? You're supposed to be over here!"

—God forbid!

—That's none of my business.

"We're doing the basement, remember?"

—That's different.

—Save it!

"Is there any compromise?"

—Some chance!

—I hope you don't mind – I get angry, too.

"Compromise."

—Some chance!

—There's safety in slowland, right?

"Life is a compromise."

—Some chance!

—It's always better not to do anything permanent at first.

"Do I know you from someplace?"

—Some chance!

—Let that be a lesson to you.

"Anything's possible."

—That's different.

—Even happiness?

"Nothing is impossible."

—That's different.

—They really believe that radio tubes are going to power locomotives – They must have a divine belief in their ability – It's delusions of grandeur.

"I had a nightmare – I dreamt I was back in the radio room."

—God forbid!

—And you don't need it.

"Oh, go back to Ohio."

—God forbid!

—I do worse things than you.

"Oh, my God! — This is really a nightmare."

—God forbid!

—You have to put yourself first.

"People think they have to memorize everything."

—God forbid!

—The big thing is in knowing who to avoid.

"You're a long ways from home."

—That's different.

—It would take a long time to paint a turtle on top of a bird on top of a snake on top of a heron, as seen from above.

"Now you're being smart with me."

—God forbid!

—Breaking rules – Everyone has the right to be what they are!

"You better take care of yourself! You're lucky I don't kick your motherfucking ass!"

—That's different.

—MY GOOD MAN, I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO HARM YOU.

"Go back to San Francisco, man!"

—God forbid!

—WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO ME THIS WAY?

"Probably molests little girls."

—God forbid!

—Poor kids, no? How little we know.

"Only in San Francisco."

—God forbid!

—At least LA is really dirty.

"Oh, pul-lease!"

—God forbid!

—You know, you don't have to eat any of it if you don't like it.

"Can you call me a cab? — You've got a radio."

—Some chance!

—I must be delusional.

"Are you a candidate for sainthood?" [From a well-dressed gentleman ambushing you at your car with an elaborate, swiftly changing story]

—Some chance!

—Aaron T. Beck says, "There is more to the surface than meets the eye."

"They say he's the last Pope before the coming of the Antichrist."

—That's different.

—He's too nice to be the Pope.

"Is arrogance and unwavering self-regard the antidote to guilt?"

—God forbid!

—You win – You win again – You're very tricky.

"You are being judgmental and petty."

—God forbid!

—Me and my big mouth – How can you kill someone who's already dead?

"If the shoe fits, wear it."

—High hopes.

—The shoe's on the other foot.

"You can't buy affection ... except maybe at pet stores."

—God forbid!

—A dog from Africa! In the wilds of the north.

"You don't know the first thing about guns."

—That's different.

—You know, you didn't give me any money ... I'm sorry, you're not giving me any money.

"You're too introspective."

—God forbid!

—Are you holding it hostage?

"I've got a date with my husband."

—That's different.

—Too bad I wasn't just dreaming.

"Ritenour? Ritenour? What high school did you go to?"

—God forbid!

—You're not cheated.

"Rich kids' school."

—That's different.

—It's one of the ways your tribe is allowed to express anger – You know, lording it over other people ... sending food back.

"I see a sad, lonely, angry, isolated boy."

—God forbid!

—Even if he lives on Mars.

"Is it till death do us part?"

—God forbid!

—That's what life is, pretending you're dead.

"I know what those guys are up to — I've seen it before."

—God forbid!

—Why would they bury two people in one grave?

"See? That aggravates me."

—God forbid!

—You'll do all right.

[Someone boring you to death at a party]

—God forbid!

—Giraffes.

"They park there, saying they just can't hold it any longer."

—That's different.

—It's nice out.

"Then they go into the rest room and swap tickets with one of their buddies — That's why he's all angry."

—Some chance!

—It's so nice out, I could leave it out all day.

"The guard knows all about it and won't let them back in line."

—High hopes.

—All is revealed.

"You know, you don't take criticism well."

—That's different.

—It goes without saying.

"What did you spend it on?" [All your credit card debt]

—High hopes.

—Lightning bugs.

"Don't spend it all in one place."

—Some chance!

—The wishing well.

"Know-it-all."

—God forbid!

—Another racket.

"Smart aleck, smarty-pants!"

—That's different.

—I'm surprised it's legal.

"I hate blondes; I hate all blondes."

—That's different.

—A specialist.

"The Supreme Court needs to be five to four in favor of God, not in favor of Norman Lear, NOW, NARAL and other Anti-God, Anti Marriage things, or this nation will get God real mad!" (–Pat Robertson)

—God forbid!

—A university on the moon: Moon U.

"Israel is the root of evil."

—God forbid!

—At least I'm not a lying pig ... I understand what goodness and decency are.

"I think we should allow more impartial studies to be done on this." (–President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad of Iran, questioning the evidence that the Holocaust ever happened, 20 Sep 2006)

—That's different.

—"I used to read, but it's faster to make up stuff." (–Dilbert)

"I don't believe the Holocaust ever happened."

—Some chance!

—You're not only mixed up, but you're a nincompoop.

"It's not in the New Testament."

—God forbid!

—The Bible is in you — You're not in the Bible.

"Blow me — It's show business."

—Some chance!

—You can't be grown-up.

"You can start sucking my cock!"

—High hopes.

—You bought a bad nightclub act for yourself.

["This is not an asthma symphony!" After asking you one question about your asthma, your mother thinks she can proceed with an unrelenting barrage of intimate questions about your asthma in front of your girlfriend]

—Some chance!

—It's good when people know what they can't do.

[Someone reciting poetry in your face. (You can see this as one of the compulsive utterances of Tourette's syndrome) What they really want is attention; it's up to you which way you pay attention to them]

—Some chance!

—In a hundred years it will be fabulous.

"Some people think they have to put on the glitter."

—Some chance!

—There's only so much you can do.

"Well, I'm thrilled that you're happy."

—That's different.

—This is a good time to have a liberal-arts education.

"You're right — I'm wrong."

—That's different.

—Why should you be?

"I'm always wrong — You're always right."

—High hopes.

—It's all a transference.

"What? You're leaving now? Aren't you going to stay and help with the dishes?"

—Some chance!

—I learned it from you!

"Trying to be something that you're not."

—God forbid!

—You know, you're a whole person — You don't want to get stuck in one part of you.

"You're still safe."

—God forbid!

—Do you sit on the giant turtles?

"You're asking too many questions."

—God forbid!

—Every day is the day of the dead.

"You're nothing."

—God forbid!

—Just don't join the Nazi party.

"Suck my cock!"

—High hopes.

—Unless you think you're God or something.

"You're not."

—God forbid!

—It's an accommodation to nature that's successful.

"You're a woman!"

—God forbid!

—You have to be quick.

"Bend over."

—High hopes.

—Get a dog — A dog won't care if you're an asshole.

"You've already taken this class."

—God forbid!

—I keep saying someone should.

"Put a lid on it, Bozo."

—God forbid!

—Bozo makes people laugh.

"Sorry to bore you."

—Some chance!

—It all depends on what you take seriously.

"I was just being friendly."

—God forbid!

—Very loyal.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

REFLECTIONS

 
 
 
 
 

18-JUL-1999.

Not Suffering by Comparison

Just because you are standing somewhere, does not necessarily mean you are standing in a line. Just because you defer to an authority figure, does not necessarily mean you are prepared to suck their cock. Just because you park your car in front of someone's house, does not necessarily mean you are violating their property rights. Just because you have a dog named Hermes, does not necessarily mean you have herpes. Just because you have a little money, does not necessarily mean you are going to blow it away. Just because you are an attractive person, does not necessarily mean you are someone's babe, or honey, or sweetie. Just because you have a bemused facial expression, does not necessarily mean something is wrong or something is the matter. Just because you are taking a walk in the neighborhood, does not necessarily mean you are taking a vacation. Just because you know a little something, does not necessarily mean you have to explain yourself. Just because someone makes a lewd proposition, does not necessarily mean you have to jump into their stinking gutter.

Stay up on the sidewalk.


20-JAN-2008.

 

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11-NOV-1999.

Bo-ring! Snor-o Bor-o Energy Sucks!

People who bore you half to death, at a party or other social occasion, are generally using the Fallacy of Misleading Analogy. You get the idea they're going on and on about something without the slightest inkling you want them to stop! Just because you gave them a little attention (on a whim), does not necessarily mean you're prepared to be a captive audience (or victim).

Essentially, as they start to go on and on about something-or-other, the animal in you (your instincts or Id) feels like murdering them, for ignoring you, for not assessing your previous expertise in the matter, for not even seeing you just don't care. Then, to maintain your position as a God-fearing member of civilization, the overlord in you (your ideals or Superego) clamps down hard on your impulses to kill them, and the net effect of these two self-annihilating expenditures of energy is the distinct (and real) impression that your energy is being sucked away by something you don't understand.

You tend to blame it on the other person, the Snor-o Bor-o Energy Suck.

However, there is a way out. You simply repeat, in a circular queue, the following four phrases: "—God forbid!" "—That's different," "—Some chance!" and "—High hopes." When you get to end of the list, you start at the beginning.

Here's an example. I was gazing at the food cart, specifically at a banana, in the airport taxi garage, when suddenly we all hear the screeching of tires, and looking up, see a Yellow Taxi racing off, away from the guard who is waving overflow taxis back out to the freeway.

The taxi driver standing next to me suddenly starts to say, "I know what those guys are up to — I've seen it before."

I keep looking at him, not knowing what to say.

"They park there," he goes on, "saying they just can't hold it any longer. Then they go into the rest room and swap tickets with one of their buddies — That's why he's all angry."

I still don't know what to say.

Taking my silence as a cue to continue, he goes on, "The guard knows all about it and won't let them back in line."

I'm actually flabbergasted by this idea, and taking my facial expression as a cue to start over, the guy actually starts telling me the same theory from the beginning! Even as I'm walking briskly away without my banana!

Finally, I manage to blurt out, "—God forbid!" breaking the spell. The guy gives a surprised laugh, drops from the chase, and leaves me alone.

Now. Here's the way it should have gone, had I been true to that banana:

"I know what those guys are up to — I've seen it before."

—God forbid!

"They park there, saying they just can't hold it any longer."

—That's different.

"Then they go into the rest room and swap tickets with one of their buddies — That's why he's all angry."

—Some chance!

"The guard knows all about it and won't let them back in line."

—High hopes.

See? I didn't change anything, but I got my banana.

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CODE WORDS: affection, aggravates, angry, Antichrist, anything's, arrogance, Auschwitz, basement, bend, black, blondes, blow, bore, [boring], Bozo, citation, class, cock, compromise, criticism, friendly, gas, glitter, guard, guns, Holocaust, I've, impartial, impossible, isolated, Israel, judgmental, kids', know-it-all, longer, memorize, molests, nation, nightmare, Ohio, petty, psychobitch, pul-lease, radio, [reciting], Ritenour, sainthood, San Francisco, self-regard, shoe, smart aleck, smarty-pants, someplace, spend, Testament, till, unreasonable, [unrelenting], you're

 

LXXXIV
Ursa Minor
"Small bear"

—Some chance!