markjgsmith

Listenned to some good podcasts yesterday morning. Got quite a lot of coding done after I got angry at useless young woman yah’ing me. Realised that everyting is all so ridiculously hopeless in this place. Even the biggest exponangry in the universe wouldn’t even touch the sides. It’s like an army rowing with toothpicks. It doesn’t matter how good they are as individuals or even as a group. They are still the toothpick army.

And so they the blame everything on me. But I can see their stupid toothpicks now.

Hurting me is about the only thing they can do.

Go on, row toothpickers row! #

Duncan Trussell on memeplexes, memeonic possession & demons [59:29]: "You look at like the general aesthetic of the right, you look at the aesthetic of the left and you see the way the meme goes from idea to physical form, dress, hair, whatever it is, the mood that someone’s body is fitting into, but it doesn’t stop there. That’s where it gets fucking weird. The collaborative efforts of people from any given memeplex extantiate themselves into timespace in 3 dimensional forms. Art, architecture, movies, video games. It doesn’t stop with the way you dress. It actually wants to build itself into time, it wants to create statues to itself, it wants to create posters, paintings, symbol sets, that are non mind dependant other than they have to be observed to come into existence. They live in 3d space." #

Weird day today. A sort of giggling histeria seems to have taken hold of people, basically everywhere I’ve been.

Here are my notes:

• Several groups of young women in succession gripped by some sort of laughing hysterics, all speaking really really strangely. Nasally, and like they are small little critter creatures, from fragel rock or something.
• People using speaker phones to talk to other people clearly gripped by some sort of hilarity.
• Several skin irritations have developed over past 3 days. Like bites, but are they really? On both arms and legs. Itchy and swollen. Under arm and under thigh. Could very easily be from contact with something placed on seats or my bags.
• Blocked nose has started. How strange that that always seems to happen when groups of righteous woman, who appear to be having the time of their lives appear, all talking like they have clothes pegs on their noses.
• The fragel rock women leave and are replaced by young women with tiny mini skirts, speaking with people on speaker phone in histerics about somebody being ‘lonely’. That word is used again and again.
• I move to another shop cafe where small children turn up who are speaking in the same strange fragel rock dialect. Many people, apparently different groups of people, are in histerics everywhere. It’s like it’s contagious or something.

The thought that I keep having is that people often laugh like this when somebody is being, perhaps unknowingly, offensive. Unless something really weird is going on where it’s funny because someone is doing the opposite, ie not being offensive, which would imply that most of the time people are akways being offensive.

Anyway whatever it is, it’s super strange. #