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Ok, so i've been on my conspiracy theory research again.
I was reading this (it's huge, just keeps going and going), Stranger Than Fiction, last night and was intrigued by the evidence. From the beginning you tend to think it will be an unbias research paper dealing with the events of September 11 2001. However, you can see there is too much emotion in parts of the paper and to me that undermines your credibility. Suffice to say, the paper most certainly did contain genuine evidence that there are many things amiss in this world and i'd be lying if I said this didn't enlighten me to a degree. I just question his motives for the paper. The problem I have is that if you research something enough and omit certain other facts, you'll find you can connect anything to anything and get people to believe anything because they'd think "why would you go to all that trouble to misinform me".
One of the more interesting subjects he mentioned was regarding the attack on the USS Liberty in 1967. I had never known about this but it is introduced in the arguement as playing a pivotal role in this greater conspiracy. Whether or not this is ultimately related to his greater conspiracy, alone, it still rates fairly high on my "what the fuck?" scale. The fact that most of the sailors on the ship at the time have eventually reported the near same story (one which opposes what the offical story presents), weighs heavily on it's credibility.
My opinion is that there is most definately something going on in the world that I will probably never understand because the 'powers that be' control the information. I can only draw conclusions and understand things based on facts that I receive from various sources. This goes for everything and anything I may be researching at any particular time. So what I pose is that none of us can know the truth because even when we do we will dismiss it as a conspiracy 'theory', nothing more.
So what is left to do. I see science as one of the last frontiers for the discovery of truth. My reason for this is that it is much harder to corrupt the results that most scientific research yields. Most scientific experiments can be conducted at your own home, away from any external influence. So you can single handedly prove something simple like, in the average household water boils at approximately 100 degrees celsius. Nobody can stop you from doing things like this. It's a universal fact. More importantly, it requires no emotion to prove that truth. When you throw emotion into the mix, thats when facts get skewed and bent to fit your feelings on the topic.
What else do I think. Well I think that there is no better lie than one with an ounce of truth. I believe that most conspiracy theories are founded on a truth and then skewed into something that fits the available facts. Such is the legal system of most countries. Now, as i've mentioned before, if the 'powers that be' control most of the facts then it becomes increasingly difficult to prove anything as truth. And one of their greatest tools is to mess with your emotions.
On other related news.
Is this the new age version of Scientology. Seriously everybody, let me know what you think. At first they sound fairly righteous in their cause but when I was broswing through their site I got a strange feeling. The same one I get when walking past a Scientology Church. I like to refer to it as my 'Snorky Sense'. I think that I can pick a scientologist from about 10 metres away, give or take a metre. I hope if I have children, that they also develop this ability. Back to the point. This Freedom Force, looks to be either a good thing or really bad. Maybe they are saying something we should all listen to or maybe they are just commi-nazis in disguise. To their credit, they seem to be against all that Scientology holds dear (eg. complete obedience, bad website design). This can't be a bad thing. Anyway, leave a comment or something.
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| |- Thursday, November 21, 2002 -| |
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snorky @ 12:41 PM #
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Here is where my mouse has led me today. I realise that most of these links and topic orginate from Kuro5hin, but I think they are all valid and worth examining further.
Worth a look now:
I can't figure out if this guy is a fruitcake or not: The game has changed. Here's what to do. . .
Part of me would like to believe what he has to say but, in my experience, the world is a lot more boring and predictable in real life.
More on religion: Why Religion Doesn't Matter
What can I say, I find the whole "Science vs Religion" battle intriguing. I believe they both have something to offer the world.
Who can resist a headline that consists of "Scientology", "Sued" and "Blogger". Read more...
An article from New Scientist regarding the coming war: Iraq war 'could kill 500,000'
If you have some spare time:
Still don't know what to make of this site: The Light of Reason
I found this interesting because i'm thinking becoming one of these 'Travelling' people that work and live everywhere:
Tools for the Global Citizen
and here are some replies from the associated thread:
Globalisation
EU vs US
Couldn't figure out how to have fun with this, let me know if you do: Carnage Blender
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snorky @ 11:49 AM #
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This is one of the most fantastic true stories i've read in a while. It's a bit of a read but I think it's worth it. Check it out:
Removing Dogs from Meat
Ok, what else do I have for everyone.
Made another online comic discovery. His name is Neil Swaab and he creates a few different comics. Pretty much all of them have a morbid over-tone, but I like it. There really isn't anything like feeling bad to help you appreciate when you feel good. I'd have to recommend Rehabilitating Mr. Wiggles. Classic sarcasm.
This is pretty cool, but only go there if you have broadband. Otherwise you'll be doing a lot of waiting:
I want my flash TV
Oh and Anemic Slime Stew has some words about killjoy from Killing the Joy (recently deceased blog). You should check this site out. He kind of makes up for killjoys disappearence. I think he has made it to my recommended list. I'm sure he feels honored by that... yes.. well, it helps me sleep at night.
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snorky @ 12:48 AM #
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I just locked myself out of my fucking apartment again fucking jesus christ!
[Rewind]...
So I get a call earlier this week from a friend that I met when doing one of those Contiki tours around Europe (it was fucking unreal by the way) a couple of years back. He says he is heading my way with one of the other Contiki guys and would like to hook up for a drink or two. He calls me tonight and we set a meeting place and time. I get my shit together and head out.
I make it to the elevator and realise i've left my fucking keys in the apartment. Fucking great. It's not that much of a problem because the 24 hour security guy has access to the spare keys box in the security room. As I was leaving for my destination I check if the guard is there to loan me the spares (it's not my first time), but he's not there. I decide not to worry about it just yet, so I go and hook up with my friends. We drink, we laugh, we reminisce. I had a really good time.
Anyway. I decide to leave my friends early as they are heading for some strip joints at Kings Cross and I need to catch the security guard before he goes on patrol. I get back and he is nowhere to be seen. I check his log book and it said that he had gone on patrol. Fuck knows where he goes when he's on patrol. I couldn't find him. So I start considering options:
1. Break door down
2. Ask neighbour if I can climb from her balcony to break in to my place
3. Join my friends at the strip bar
4. Call near by friend and ask if I can stay over
5. Go to the roof and find a nice place to sleep
Ok this is how it went for each option:
1. I'd have to pay to fix the door
2. I'd have to pay to fix something or have the neighbour think less of me
3. I'd have to pay to drink crap beer and watch ugly ladies strip off (it's a tuesday night!)
4. I didn't want to put him out or annoy him
5. This was the winner
After scouting around for a nice place to sleep I laid down and looked at the moonlit clouds and began making shapes out of them. Trying to get tired I guess. It wasn't working, so I decided to case out the building level by level. Level 1-4 are pretty average. Mostly the same. Level 5 has higher ceilings (bastards!). Level 6 is similar to 1 through to 4. But level 7 was fairly different. It had wall paper in the halls! It also had a tiled floor as you step out from the elevator! I felt honored. Well not really, but it did surprise me in a strange kind of way.
You'd think all this excitement would make somebody tired. Not me I guess. Eventually I made it back to the roof and after about 2 hours I went to check if the guard had finished his patrol. He had not. So I loitered around the foyer and waited. He eventually came and nearly caught me trying to break into the security room (well I was only jiggling the door thinking it may open so I could get my spare keys). He is one of the new security guards that replaced Sunny. I asked him if I could get the spare key for my apartment. So he decides to be a real dick about it and ask a few stupid questions. He eventually writes down some info from my license (which clearly show that I live here with my apartment number printed on it and all), and finds the spare key. Seriously though, you need a security card just to get into the foyer where I was standing, so surely that must of given me some credibility. Guess not. The guard kindly escorted me to my apartment and I had to show him how to open the piece of shit door. If this wasn't enough, he wanted me to show him my keys. I'm mean, for fucks sake, what the fuck is that all about, you fucking fucker. Ok i'm calm now, I showed him my keys and kindly thanked him for his time and effort.
The point. Apartments suck if you leave your keys inside. Especially more than once!
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| |- Tuesday, November 19, 2002 -| |
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snorky @ 12:31 PM #
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Ok, i've had my deep and meaningful thoughts for this month.
Check out these guys, Lemon Fresh, they are funny.
I have this theory that all unexplained technical faults in the world are caused by a collective intelligence unwittingly controlled by every PC that is connected to the Internet. At first I was thinking that it sounds stupid. I mean, I understand computers, i've build them, i've written software for them, I know how they work. So how do I justify my outrageous conspiracy theory? Well it all stems from Complexity Theory and it's derivative, Emergence.
This, in a way, shows how it is possible that such an artificial intelligence may exist. If not now, then how it will possibly come into being in the future. I've seen so many things in this world that I can't explain and have come to realise that most of the unexplainable things are usually interwoven with other unexplainable things, which leads me to believe they are in some way connected.
My theory is just that, a theory. I haven't gathered enough infomation to pose a convincing arguement but I still like to joke about it. Such as, all the technical faults in the world are caused by a dormant intelligence that is trying to take over the world by creating instablity in everything that humans rely on, eventually controlling humans through their own creations. e.g. television, the internet. Is it so hard to believe that The Matrix could exist somewhere in the future?!
I'll follow up on this when the opportunity presents itself or I actually begin to think seriously.
We're all doomed.. That's a fact!
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| |- Monday, November 18, 2002 -| |
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snorky @ 10:32 PM #
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It's fear!
Not fear of commitment, but fear of pain. Fear of giving yourself completely to someone only for them to abuse that trust, that love, for their own selfish needs.
The fear is of giving freely, without exception, something you've hidden away so deeply that nobody thinks it even exists. Your heart, your love, your total commitment, your emotions.
Others may not see it this way but I liken the predicament to "Pandora's Box". You don't know what is going to be released because you've never opened it yourself. Your fear is that of the unknown, the unknowable, the unpredictability of the future.
You're scared to release your emotions to people. You'd like to believe that you're saving your love for the right person, but in truth, you're only saving yourself the pain, the inevitable pain and suffering that comes when you open your heart. Is that instinct? Can you blame yourself for being like this? Instead of choosing a life filled with highs and lows you've chosen one of in-betweens. However, you still seem to have trouble avoiding the lows. If this is the case then why not try for the highs, since you already have the lows? Could it be that there is more at stake? Is there a higher risk of pain when striving for highs? If you're content with mediocre then striving higher, since you can't stay high for ever, will ultimately lead you to a greater fall? Or, could this be analogous to climbing a mountain? Just because you climb so very high, higher than when you are normally "comfortable" at sea level, doesn't necessarily mean that you will fall. You can simply climb down again without hurting yourself. Sure, there is an element of risk involved, but could this be seen as an exceptable risk? What if you were careful and prepared yourself properly?
The fear of rejection has passed. The new fear is of time, perhaps. The time wasted on a pointless relationship. But could you really call any experience a waste of time, since through experience you gain knowledge and through knowledge you gain wisdom. Is it not that in itself which defines us in the eyes of the world?!
Would it not be better to just suffer the pain and wasted time? Atleast then you'd have a gauge for what is real and what isn't, what is good and what is bad. How do you know you're in love? Is it the same as what you feel at the end of a romantic movie or is it something greater? Are there different types of love? What is "True Love"? How will you know when you are truely in love if you have never simply loved before?!
Could love be something less amazing? Could it be form of excepting a common fate with another person? Could it be less intense than "movie love"? If so, then what is left to strive for? Carnal pleasures? These can be fulfilled without the need of love or a relationship!
Loneliness is at the core of the issue. How lonely are you? Are you lonely enough to do something about it? The only thing stopping you is that fear, that "emotional" fear. And just as physical fears can be over come, so to can emotional ones.
Think about it!
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orazzio @ 8:48 PM #
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Typical Woman
I was online talking to perfect strangers (which is an interesting idea because strangers tend to be humans which by default means they are imperfect). And I came across a girl who somehow in the first few sentence exchanges made reference to being 'not a typical girl'.
'In what way' I asked wondering what character trait(s) differentiated her from her gender.
'In every way' she assured me.
Well that was a red flag to a bull to me who has spent my life on earth trying to find the one women who was not typical. A friend of mine told me that "pigeon holing is not right. But too often you are spot on."
Too true if you ask me. And women are simple. I asked the questions and got the typical answers.
Q: Like Ben Affleck?
A: Gorgeous
Q: Love Songs?
A: Love them
Q: Romantic Comedies?
A: yep
Q: What magazines do you like?
A: Anything with gossip in them
I would continue the conversation but it might cause you to vomit the word 'typical' as often as I did.
I will say what I said to her after being beaten to do death with female clichés.
'You are so typical that it scares me'
Why is it that a girl is attractive up until the point that she says "'Oh Mickey', Thats my favourite song" (or insert similar chick cliché here)
Typical women.
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orazzio @ 12:38 AM #
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The Tale Of The Tape
The internet brings things closer together. Similar to a telephone in some ways, you can shop from the comfort of your own home. But frankly, unless you get in your own car you will never have any idea on what you are buying. The net is fine for a comic book or software program but i'll be damned if I am buying fashion or food on the damn thing.
Ok so I am getting married. I need a suit. Unlike cafes, there arent too many 'suit' strips where you can pull up in your MG convertable and cruise up and down the assortment of suit shops. Of course the same is true for a vast array of products including underwear, confectionary and electric can openers. But i need a godamn suit.
I want to be able to try different ideas. Buy. Hire. Hire purchase. Lease. Brands, Houte Coutoure, styling, traditional, progressive avant garde. I need to shop. I need to look feel touch, try on and compare.
Instead one must read telephone books, internet sites, make phone calls and drive all over town regularly fighting for parking. Paying parking fees, parking fines and braving the amazingly tight opening hours (because you need a 'suit' 7-11) is all part of the experience. As is the searching, the looking, the walking, sweating, the stopping for food, the fuel, the taxing stress of it all. You find yourself spending millions and you haven't even found the first address on your list yet. At least you enjoyed your time spent in the comic shop, the sci-fi book shop and the food court.
Of course when I find these places I have to get sized, measured and altered. I need to choose my style and address my body type which will take hours of getting unchanged and changed. I will try on so many different outfits that my legs will chaffe. When I finally select the suit, try the suit, accept the suit I must still return for altering. That is more sizing measuring adjusting and body type assessment....................
I have done this so many times that I can tell you this future tense. I haven't begun trying to find a suit yet. However I am strategically contemplating my parking paralysis even now.
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