Turks and Mestizos

The Turks are Mestizos. Rather than a small European (or Europid) elite moving into a "Indian" civilization (albeit, stone age civilization...that's not perjorative) and mixing...with waves of colonists then overturning the local ethnic dynasties, the Turks were a North Siberian, or Altaic elite (or "Indian") elite moving into old Europid civilization, and mixing...with waves of colonists then overturning the local ethnic dynasties.
They are near mirror images of a group of mixed races whom, do have a unique identity. It may take a while for these groups to assimilate these disparate qualities...languages, food consumption, genetics (you know, inter-marriage of elites and breeding for certain qualities, like Memory or Physique).
These are small groups, exceptions. The Turks, as a Central Asian ethnic group, are largely landlocked (except in Turkey...their most successful state but the state in the midst of the more turmoil in the world). A super state trying to compete with India, Iran, Russia, China, the EU and ME, has a tall order. Its central location gives it some advantage in crossroads of trade.

This is unlike the super state of the Mestizo, which in fact has a more difficult order in which to overcome and establish itself. The Mestizo is also divided by two countries wherein, a large minority of Mestizo's are politically active, but have also a large minority of Europeans...the Colombia, Panama and Venzuealan states. These states are in more turmoil than counterparts in Central Asia.
Yet, the flow of commerce is more Global...all of these states have ports.

There is considerable ethnic boosting going on, Pan-Turkism, La Raza...these are proto organizations seeking to define a people who have emerged amidst States with longer histories of testing traditions and assimilation of minorities.

The minorities, rather than being an ethnic mix, are instead, representatives of older, more established civilizations.

In Central Asia, the Turks might have more to worry about regarding their coming later into territories dominated by Iran, Greece and the somewhat lesser know Scythians...all Europids.

Meanwhile, the indigenous peoples in the New World have instead a Industrial Age people. The conquering of Central Asia was not a matter of technological superiority, while in the New World, the small faction of Conquerers has distinct advantages in Steel, gunpowder, horses, ships and cannons, in addition to the overlooked but probably more power uses of writing, including messages with greater clarity and most important of all, maps.

The domination of Europids over "Indians" or North Siberians, is far greater in use of these tools.
Nevetheless, the Mestizo benefitted greatly from the Revolution of 1776, in the United States, which inspired all of the Nations of Latin America, and resulted in their own revolutions, perhaps more related to Napolean, but certainly, the revolution next door had some provocation!
But one can see this in their own writing before the Napoleonic code, or even the French Revolution.

The Turks did have a similar revolution but quite late. The conservatism of Central Asia should be considered...the Autocratic tradition having no real opposition, unless one considers the Cyrus/Alexandrian age, which indeed had a great influence, but disintegrated into a cult of Alexander and a willful ignorance toward the founding Greek civilization.
Alexander was supposed to promote the "Essay on Civilization" as formulated by the Classic Greeks. Somehow, it did not take hold, though Amphitheater had been constructed as far as the border of China.
At that time the Turk did not exist. Or, existed as obscure, illitertate tribe (certainly learning from the contact with China...the intermarriages and the breeding of military skills) who had yet to intermarry into the Europid dynasties and...or, take advantage of an exhaustion of Europid empires, such as the Asokan, Kushan, and Hephthatlies.
In these rising and falling "litttle empires", the Turks began to move away from the increasing dense and capable borders of China and toward the more unstable, less populated, yet wealthy in the silk trade, of the West and the Middle East.

Similar too is Chaldea with the 'bleachers' of the Levant and the Zagros, which create a kind of bowl, into with flowed not just people, but two rivers.
Likewise, Central Asia is the empty middle of the bowl of the civilization bounded by Rome, Iran, India-Bactria and China.

The left side of the bowl solidified before the higher, colder, right side. Yet, from the right, and below the right side of the bowl, there moved two peoples in great, dramatic, and otherwise brilliant colonies..the Austrolasian, settling the South Pacific and Madagascar, and the Siberian, who settled North and South America.

One can see this a simple animated map of time lapse, but what is lost is the churning of different Europid cultures, inside the vast bowl, which then were swept Westward.
Such is the argument of the Nazi's, that this Aryan had a long history, a longer history than the Turks today, of occupying that land, and creating a Warroir caste, a Scholarly caste, a Religious caste and an Aristocracy.
But that bowl being so expansive enabled all kinds of manuvering around, and what is now a band of Turks.

Part 7: Stephen King

King's everyman seems to get involved in out of this world situations. King also got used to the idea that he was a voice inside your head. The magic thinking of telepathy can only be pinned to the emotions and feelings, in the easily understood Monster or Ghost.

But King's everyman portraiture is more essential than the trappings of horror/confrontation with the inner self. It seems intimate, got to be more than just this world of realism and pragmatics. His everyman was a grasp of that phenomenon in America of the false consciousness of narcissism, This aspect to America is probably worthy of its own essay.
But King's popularity is due to addressing this false consciousness of narcissism. Its a magic that turns on the character and betrays it, a theme consistently in those early stories. King doesn't deny the reality that Christianity defines, shame, guilt, magical thinking...most of all and obviously, good and evil. But those emotions negatively associated with Christianity; guilt, shame, humility, these also go out the door, as emotions that cramp MY LIFESTYLE.
In other words, remove Christianity, its engineering of guilt and shame, replace it with self, and the false consciousness that "I am free of shame and guilt" becomes all to easy to embrace. Along with that comes magical thinking. Enter Stephan King.
No matter the intent of the narcissist, the result of narcissistic work creates a shock at the end of life in confronting a lie. The lie being the important of one's work.
A great misanthrope would care most about their own hatred for humanity! But, its a distraction out of step. Its a historical misstep, this narcissism.
To me the moment of the advent of the digtal age, the Last Days of Literacy (A good title for these numbered articles), over represented themselves, as market producers and consumers.
Affirming the statistics whenever politically possible.
I always, or a habit a strong habit of mind to exclude politics. It might be because I hit my head so many times, hard. I developed the sidelong lobes in memory and reduced the frontal lobe, for planning. Herein, lays the essence of politics: what has the initiative in the moment.
Speechwise, I could not keep up.
Sorta like I gave up. Developing a habit, a strong habit, can be done by just not caring however due to a high standard of writing...so its a opposition.
Writing is, to politics. See. I am also usually a step behind everyone. So I get to be the fall guy.
There is a disturbing bit of immorality...which must be explained! It wrecking into a car, denting it slightly...just the door, going into the Bar, coming out having drunk too much, to then leave and not leave a note.
That was criminal, but there is more...but I digress...

Stephan King identified a problem, I think in being in this liminal generation, the baby boomer, in between, sorta of fashioning their own implements of destruction: the computer.
They wont be best represented by it. Neither will our Gen X, nor will the upcoming generations, however labeled.
The overall compression of the memory will create a virtual model, and that is when its a foundational change in memory technology.

So, the idea that images King's ghosts and characters in modernity, their emotions...each a cameo in a sphere of glass or a hologram projection, or some other near 3-d issue, going down a production line.
The Glass Bead Game...or, take a episode of The Day the Universe Changed, which is kind of haunting, and combine those glass beads...little gif like 3-d animation suspended in the air, or holograms, all animated sequence seen, in a slightly later angle...by the last row in the gallery facing the production line.
Or, the first row gets to see the animation vignettes in glass or hologram begin first...and then it glitters, perhaps having a brief moment of repeat yet from only the front row.

You get that from King...being "in the front row", having Shamu splash you, and it being a haunted feeling.

This is a later idea, a haunting/psychic idea, where the Internet is a hallucisphere...a abstract swirling, should look like Pollock, or Gibson's hallucinatory piercings, chemicals and biological interfaces, or Stephansons more "virtual MMO" to, and on, into Theater.



King was right there. King was the supreme writer of the TV people...he covers two generations strongly. He and Nicholson can turn on and have mastered 'the rage guy'.
Great fun. Local guy that, but I think the stand up have the resolution.

And this everyman became a kind of redemption for his generation and those who grew up a little later, my generation.
The point has been made earlier that the Baby Boomers are a generation that has to bear witness to greater generations than itself. Knowing, either subconsciously or consciously, that they were born in the wrong time. Born after an "action" generation they could never aspire to (why would anyone...all those GI were probably insufferable, and worldly beyond their suburban retirements), and the subjects of another generation that had the greater ideals already championed.
Furthermore, the future was indeed a century of engineers, the greatest event yet in human history was incubating right before their eyes. What computer would do was up for speculation, and wild indeed...but always out of the grasp of the Baby Boomer youth.
Baby boomers also subconsciously or consciously could own coming from a Nation that was 'best' of all possible worlds.
Yet, they were a generation that would die out probably before near immortality had been achievable.
They had nothing except each other to refer to for substance and therein birthed a over bearing celebrity culture, wherein, validation was more religiously possible, globally speaking, than Mohammed could concieve.
They picked up on their parents narcissism, it seemed okay, and then one upped it with the Generation preceding them (the Silent Generation...which is a label the baby boom adopted for their master generation, whom indeed were more eloquent: the Beatles and Civil Rights and some great writers and reporters) by fanatically imposing a Politics of Being.
Hence, King's fine instincts stepped in with the politics of imaginative being...something the overly public baby boomer too easily shucked aside as that old tyme religion they had outgrown.

So to keep their spirits they commenced to make a big noise about their own importance. Which of course, my generation could not echo (much to their surprise) but instead put our noses to the grindstone and became the mere hands that built the computer world, incidentally, as envisioned originally, and righteously promoted. by the Bush family (Vannever Bush was George H. Bush uncle or cousins...someone GH grew up listening to, as least).

King  made a accurate spiritual diagnosis, and created these lost means of redemption, as novels. That is what most of them are about. Narcissistic hysteria might include such ideas a vampires and ghosts and revenants (the vengeful ghost or zombie) plaguing these everyman characters.
Monsters, as we know from Tolkien, represent profound spiritual and or psychological realities, which of course rear their heads once in awhile as reality. Even more relevant dispensing with the delusions of religion of the past (not speaking for myself).

King's everyman idea is compassionate, as he muses about his own cruelty in subjecting people to terror and horror. Its instructive.

Grisham of course, makes this moral instruction and narcissistic error (narcissism here is defined as a sense of one's importance, out of touch with reality, or the old Greek hubris) obvious, perhaps too much so.

John D. MacDonald and King share a kind of intensity in their writing the Grisham does not have. Though all have a distance enough to compose "art", or audience manipulation coming from a clear objecting thinking about the forms they are creating...there is something more intense coming from MaDonald and King...perhaps a more obsessive condition, or a greater focus due to a lack of objectivity, a kind of participatory intensity predating interactivity...interactivity being the dawn of a new age of Art.
Grisham might agree: "yes, I see the universe in a grain of sand but then looking away from the sand I see the universe more conventionally embodied in the sky and horizon and earth beneath my feet, and the souls of those who err and then find redemption in the welfare of others".
Meanwhile, John D and King both continue to work out the universe in the grain of sand, like scientists, who can indeed find more than just one universe in a grain of sand!

Chaos Wheel

The Chaos Wheel is simply a mandelbrot set. As if it were a gobo...a cut out that is placed in front of a theater light to cast a shadow.
Also, they are like wheels that can spin on a center axis or a gobo, which is usually coal black, might have a center pin or rivet.
Or imagine as if the Mandelbrot set was in a graphic design program and it had a window in the largest strange attractor. Its really very simple to see...imagine placing two of the same meshes over each other, and spinning them around. There is a kind of increase in complexity to the point where there is maximum obstruction of vision.
So, there are three overlayed and two are spun or adjusted to a fix spot after being turned there on a center axis.
The idea being the most chaos is overlayed in a most obstructive way, one is fixed, two is like six degrees and the third wheel is like 269 degrees.
Chaos times three, but this rhetoric, really. So, the most chaotic way of aligning the three shapes is juxtaposed with the most balanced way of aligning the three wheels. Aesthetics trumps complexity when it is a result of simplification.
So, there is also this kind of chaos wheel, as implied by the already enumerated time phases and doublings and so on.
Think of the five images all having similar compositions yet each a different object more or less not related. The idea is not to perfect the problem but just come up with a solution that fits for this moment:
Fish
Leaf
Slow motion chain (famous Futurist image with a dog)
A womans belly
A lozenge shaped enigma moving through metallic hydrogen like a dolphin.

These composition are all about the same scale, maybe some slightly smaller others slightly larger than a bell curve of three in the middle, etc).

This represent a graphic transition, but a simple frequency. So, when two images do match each other in composition as identified by comparing light and dark shades or a Histogram, and finding a match.
This occurs randomly at this point, but if aligned with the time scales mixing here and there within otherwise realistic 30 fps video, this phasing look can be activated for motion scenes across the five channels simultaneously.
This is already done in a number of movies.
Movie editing technique notes...to build a kind of list according to a methodology that is based on theater first, so the editing technique is left to the dregs.

Its not necessary to try and plan and plot this out, you see. Its just the game rules and setting allowing a time table to be set and referenced backward. So the fracturing narrative, which will fracture most when it is first discovered in game that the Oracle Device can fracture reality, it will do a bunch and then come back around to trying to keep a narrative.

This first instance will be quite long and may dominate overlong in the theater. However, there is a stretch of time enabled by the recording itself, so that editing can erase game tedium.
It should be humorous and really does have potential for some humor. Its the kind of humor that might be more ingame so it fails most often, but then it might not. Some players have good game.

GM and other Improv notes

Voice!: accents help to develop voice, but, to develop a character voice is critical. It is not critical to always be used, or it is not a failure to not use the voice when speaking in character. However, it is a point score that done consistently creates an edge.
Exercising a voice is like playing a accent, but in speaking at length in accent and not worrying if the accent is good or accurate, yet keeping some good handle on the voice, is the destination.
This requires exercise, and I suggest Emotional Cafe, but with an accent.

Movement!: walking a certain way is a critical expression for the character. Granted, one is to be standing in a booth, and gesturing, yet, the exercise of developing a walk is a better foundation for creating a variety of gestures in the upper torso when not walking.
The exercise is Cat Walk, wherein, one person walks one way, then changes that walk (turns around walks back). The next person imitates as accurately as they can the second walk, then, turns around, and invents another walk.

Do a Scene!: picking a number between 1 and 8, and then being given the level of technology, create a scene or picture with words. Only descriptive language.

Adventure!: One player is picked, they are given a computer or paper with a dungeon map, a key (numbers with correspond) and monsters.
Three other Improvisers do whatever it is they want to do in this given map (could be just addressed online). Monster encounters, if violent, are merely opposing die rolls. Players are eventually killed.

Part Six: Day of the Triffids: Apocalypse genes

Can we see a future, a couple of generations from now perhaps, where the supersized male stature, not only for heatlh insurance reasons but for sheer unfair advantage and violent aggression, bred out.
A kind of Eloi population but really, there wont be a Morlocks!

I mean, there is a class of people who empower Despots by accepting for one and for all, the rule of fear. Iraqi's perhaps?

But then I look at my own fear...the Nuclear war was scary growing up.

So, the post apocalyptic theme is scattered through out the reading. This is a good theme. So, its like German: Okay, you keep talking about this literacy thing. We give up, what is this literacy thing you keep talking about?"
And the Roman providing a very well edited book. Classically trained editing applied.

Classic Apocalyptic stuff, very Germanic in temperament! Interesting accidents of History could be a sub title, but what I am getting at is actually the first adult novel I ever read: The Day of the Triffids.

I read it twice, struggling the first time. But that was hardly the last Apocalyptic book I read, and I was not aware of Revelations until in High School.
Other books I read, after Triffids, were The Sentinel, (yes the Horror novel) and more significantly, A Wizard of Earthsea (freaky stuff for a 5th grader).

What is similarly an accident of History is these Stone Age people still hurling structures into the sky with beyond human imagination, and figuring out the Cosmos clock. Of all the precocious acheivements, such as Gravity, etc. is the Mayans, a stone age people even still in the earliest development of literature figuring out the galactic rotation.

They didn't have the image but they had the program.

Triffids is monstrous, not demonic, though, the blinding comet has the dimension of Apocalyptic space phenomenon. Even in the-all-grown-up-with-mythology/sci fi thinkers are strongly fueled by the imagination. Especially of the Global Apocalypse.
So its not hard to ferry out, into the political theater, a show for the rest of the world.

Regardless of the apocalypse of current World politics, we can guess that most of the problems come from the long practice of breeding soldiers.
Or, even, a hysterical class, whose material existence, regardless of its luxury, renders a reaction. To the unfairness of biology.
Unfairness in biology is not hard to see as pretty deeply wired. Could be genetic.

In regard to my own Geneology, I am from the Warrior class, from a name bred that way over generations, and noted in many scrolls of battle. I have exceptional size, speed and reflexes.

Knowing this came into a reflection about War in general, presented in the Media and in these books, as an Anti-War sentiment. But its also reflected in Women, perhaps having, statistically, a far greater likelihood of dying by Men, than Drowning or other accidents.

The necessity, and of course, the vanity many women would seek in the Warrior man, was custom for a world without bounderies.
Since the Globe became quantifiable (soon we will have the accurate inventory of all the minerals, all the Petroleum, all the Methane, all the biomass, the centuries left of total farming potential, etc.) hurling beef at the other oncoming invaders is useless.
This was even lost in what I think is the better male form: smaller than five ten and well knit. These guys have easier lives later, for their bones and shape are not so ravaged and altered by gravity, as the nearly ubiquitous knee braced "giants".
Colonialism really does well with Pastorialists. As well does a milk and meat diet while riding horses.

So, the colonial world needs to slowly be worked out of the gene pool, or, rather than genetically engineering them away, the violent, narcissistic, "beautiful", breeders can be enabled as space farers.

That is more likely...that a significant drain of that overbearing Mad Violence from Males as many of them take to exploring space.

I was deeply affected by the Cultural left, these novels that are not Apocalyptic (and forming another genre) but, ala, Wolfe, Kesey, Kerouac...a kind of drum of final peace.

Dick belongs to this generation, but he is more in the Apocalyptic author. Probably the most relevant was the 1964 JG Ballard Novel "The Drowned World." Yet, I read that long after playing Gamma World, and reading a variety of other apocalyptic stories and movies, including The Road Warrior, Dawn of the Dead, some of Revelations, Lucifer's Hammer...well, among the novels it is nearly everywhere...including Lewis and Tolkien.

No, the first I read was Day of the Triffids, something published in the early fifties and lo and behold, until Goodreads, no one having also read it around me in the mid-seventies.

Where I grew up, a child would eventually ask "Why are there sirens every Saturday?" Always at noon, but this is before a child had fixed a time of the day to a word. Even before it was explained they were Nuclear War sirens that were keep running every Saturday to keep people on their toes, no...but they were garbled, yet Apocalyptically fearful explanations in the impossible magically configured world of Kindergarten and early elementary school. Kids explaining the universe to other kids.

But there were movies and assassinations to hear about in the news. The president was bad. One wonders how a Despotism would react? Still, this Nation aint perfect, but it can coast for awhile on getting things right early on, when the clock had to be reset (at the real source of industrial equality...the invention of handguns. Better knit and having less space to transit to raise the gun gives 'the smaller guy' another advantage).

So, Triffids is quite contrived: there is a vague threat at the edge of consciousness, and the edge of consciousness as read by a fourth grader was even more of an edge of consciousness. Something about floating nuclear platforms...escaped Soviet plant experiments.
Nor was the contrivance noticeable. The point was the world was reset to Warrior level. This I got as a boy: gunfights, swordfights, that kind of play came early. So, Warrior level was relatable...one got into a fight and won, and that was the whole of responsibility.
Yet, Wyndham has no Warrior, just a guy lucky enough. And other lucky enough. The image of a world of blind people was accessable.

This, in comparison to the hardly as believalbe but just as scary next-novel-read; The Sentinel. It was also a bad seventies movie shot similar to Death Wish.
But second, really, was Day of the Triffids, in the uses of fear novelists use, than LeGuin's A Wizard of Earthsea.

The drumbeat of the Apocalyptic genre continued, well, we can see to now. Hence my enjoyment of not quite satirical enough Z-nation.
Which I think is a good sign. If a culture can mock and satirize the very ingrained themes of the Apocalypse, a theme that best appeals to hysterics...and fatally so, the hordes of hysterical males, bred, most likely, over the centuries, for the purposes of an army capable of defense, at least.
This Defensive Male all too easily switched into the Offensive male, and down we go into the Rabbit Hole of centuries of feminine oppression.
By THOSE GUYS. Germans seemed to have enabled a greater feminine power in their culture, perhaps due to a long standing willful rejection of "patriarchal literature", you know, whatever those scratchings are in those "Romans", and alongside this abrasion, develop a stable value in which the feminine was allowed to keep land and participate in government.

Its far easier to create an elite when you are ruthlessly exclusive: and a Warrior elite are going to dominate best.

But the value of free expression might be a trait not inherently German (while a Apocalyptic vision a Achilles Heel), but an accident of late coming to a smorgaboard of varying views and alphabets. (German: Might as well adopt the one most in use near the homeland, rather than those strange one Hermann yets seems to be able to read).

The Apocalypse always seems more an inhabitant of magical thinking. But it bleeds easy into the pragmatic, speculation wise. Still, it never arrives. Most like a Zombie, a symbol of lifelessness that worries the pragmatic, suggests the atavism of a return to the pre industrial pragmatic, and allows easy targets for a Warrior mind to find a virtual release.

One looks up to Triffids, as an adult or a child. This is the most visceral effect in the images of the story...the whip having a association (how complex is a childs set of associations?) with punishment, always, and so there is a sense of the Judgment of God, which is the innovation of Revelations into the Ragnarok.