suppose you find yourself all alone in a strange place—you recognize nothing around you, not even the stars. there's nobody to ask for help other than yourself. let us say, for the sake of example, that you don't believe in any intangible beings. no spirits, no gods.
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that's probably an very difficult situation for most persons on Earth to imagine. we grow up surrounded by familiar anchor points. even Earth herself is an anchor—if you believe in Earth, that is. (doesn't everyone? @elonmusk doesn't, not really; nor @MattWalshBlog.)
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people perhaps don't quite realize how many such anchor points they have—things they look at, things they consult, things that tell them in some direct or indirect way: "you are here, at this place, in this time." clocks and calendars are such anchors, for example.
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but suppose you had *nothing*. you didn't see anything familiar at all in the Sea or sky or land. all you had was *yourself*—and extreme solitude and isolation can do strange upsetting things to a person's sense of self.
q.v. Donald Crowhurst.
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Donald Crowhurst was a failing businessman who threw his last reserves into a dangerous gamble, a circumnavigation of the Earth (for a contest) in a boat he designed himself. the gamble ended...badly. Crowhurst, so it would seem, lost his sanity and committed suicide.
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Crowhurst had cut himself completely free from his moorings, even spiritually—he cut himself loose from *truth itself*, because he faced failure and could only deal with it by retreating into a maze of lies. when he found that his lies had *consequences*, it broke him.
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one can choose anything as an anchor for oneself, though, in a strange place—it doesn't *need* to be "truth itself". it doesn't need to be anything abstract or spiritual at all.
it could be an *object*. a volleyball, perhaps, like Tom Hanks's Wilson from "Cast Away".
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the object doesn't need to *talk*; one need not regard the anchoring thing as "intelligent", the way that @sama and the @OpenAI boys want to believe in the supernatural genius of their marvellous gibberish-generators. it's enough to the object to simply *exist*.
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even an inert object may serve as a sort of reflector for one's own ideas. it's like talking to a wall or a mirror or a headstone in a cemetery—even if you don't believe there's anyone there to listen, you can still respond to the sound of your own voice and words.
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that human ability to choose an object—*any* object—as a reference point and something to bounce thoughts and words from is the start of...oh, a lot of things! a lot of important and weighty concepts are rooted in this simple idea: a physical object as an anchor point.
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this is the start of how Christians regard the #Bible and the #Cross, for example. these are abstract concepts, yes, but they have straightforward physical equivalents—one may regard a given volume of the Bible or particular depiction of the Cross as personal anchors.
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there are real actual human beings who regard @mtaibbi and @elonmusk as their personal anchors, people they think of as 100% reliable and trustworthy, people who always have the truth and who always *listen*. that's what's called a "parasocial relationship".
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it's unwise to regard @mtaibbi as a reliable anchor because he's too "independent"; one might as well rely upon Alcibiades or Ezra Pound. but that's rather too difficult an affair to discuss at the end of a thread.
I have never watched Richard Nixon's actual infamous 1962 televised breakdown, after he lost the California gubernatorial election to incumbent Pat Brown.
this is the speech in which Mr. Nixon said "you won't have me to kick around anymore"—it's well-known. I haven't seen it!
Chara hasn't seen it, I don't think. Frisk almost certainly has, but a long time ago.
it seems to be difficult to find a straightforward clip of Mr. @dick_nixon's concession speech in 1962! here is a partial clip:
here's an edited video that uses a bit more of the *audio* from the concession speech:
fragments. this is frustrating! this is one of the most famous moments in American history! do I need to go to the @dick_nixon library to see the whole thing?
we aren't used to strict Christian upbringing; it's tough for us to watch. we have to remind ourselves that things aren't what they first seem.
Mrs. Nixon is a strict Quaker; she addresses young @dick_nixon with "thee"—this may sound merely *upsetting* to modern ears.
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"thee" and "thou" and "thy", however, are pronouns used to refer to human beings in a general way, i.e. not an excessively *familiar* and specific way. Spanish, for example, has a similar distinction between the general-purpose _usted_ and the familiar _tú_.
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in addressing her son with "thee", Mrs. Nixon is reminding her son that she speaks to him as one Christian to another—as one person to another. it's slightly distancing, yes, but it's not meant to be hurtful or punitive, even if it seems that way.
Murray Chotiner (played by famous Yiddish theatre actor Fyvush Finkel) gives us a summary of the dedicated politician, the person who believes for whatever reason that they ought to be in charge of things.
"Because if he's not this Nixon [i.e. President] he's nobody".
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this mindset is *foreign* to us. who thinks this about themselves?
lots of people, as it turns out. large numbers of Americans are raised to believe that they somehow *deserve* to have life-and-death power over millions of human beings—they think it's their *calling*.
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@elonmusk keeps staggering forward towards his antic visions of The Future™ because he believes in himself—wherever he gets his sense of destiny, he's got it, and he believes in it, and he thinks the Cosmos *needs* him. and thus, Elon Musk has admirers and believers.
Nixon: "Howard Hunt is working for the White House? Jesus Christ."
the very word *conspiracy* carries a lot of false connotations with it—notions perpetuated by peddlers of *false* conspiracies, like you'll find in the @elonmusk / @mtaibbi / @ShellenbergerMD crowd.
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people of @mtaibbi's stripe want "conspiracy" to conjure up mental fantasies of sinister organizations of evildoers—as if @TheDemocrats or "the Cabal" (the antisemitic QAnon trope) were like S.P.E.C.T.R.E. from Bond movies or S.E.E.L.E. from "Neon Genesis Evangelion".
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*real* conspiracies are messy and slipshod. they're still _conspiracies_—that is to say, they're still groups of people all working together (directly or indirectly) towards a common nefarious goal. but they're not all necessarily masterminds, or being masterminded.
Ollie Stone's "Nixon" begins with Howard Hunt's CREeP boys prepping for the Watergate breakin and for some reason they're watching a short film on sales technique—for all I know, this is historical, but for now we take this as a reminder of a common *theme* about Nixon.
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the theme was most famously explored in Joe McGinnis's book "The Selling of the President, 1968"—Nixon, the book asserts, was a triumph of slick *marketing*. young Richard Nixon was not an appealing man, but he was able to rebrand himself as an older, wiser statesman.
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there's a direct line to be drawn between Mr. @dick_nixon's 1968 marketing machine, and the current-day attempts of the @GOP—an extremist Christian fascist party—to rebrand itself, with the help of frauds like @elonmusk and @mtaibbi, as somehow the rebellious outsiders.
in the Pnictogen Wing we're also proud to host Chara's more famous sibling Frisk, who has a number of strong interests that Chara shares only to a slight degree. Frisk loves cars and typewriters and is better with machines than Chara.
perhaps "like" isn't the word. at any rate they've a *fascination* with Richard M. Nixon, and they've read a LOT of Nixoniana. Chara's only ever *watched* Alan Pakula's "All the President's Men"; Frisk has read the Woodstein book (and its follow-up, "The Final Days".)
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Frisk read all of Stephen Ambrose's huge biography of Nixon. I'm sure there's other Nixon books they've read. oh, there's an amusing *fictional* work: "The Last Pumpkin Paper", which follows Richard Nixon and his little team of loyalists on a quest for self-vindication.