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mircea_popescu: but consider -- the notion that objects "live, age, die" also dun strike you ?
mircea_popescu: so yes, in the sense of the shittiest parts, they, just like us, and like everyone ever was or ever could be.
mircea_popescu: asciilifeform there's no question that cowardice, stupidty and indignity are countryless.
mircea_popescu: now, how's "i do not repent me" square with the "i do repent what archeology seems to show"
mircea_popescu: all distinction's arbitrary, granted. yet what do you distinguish, and what do you distinguish it from ?
mircea_popescu: shakespeare's chinese in shaw's view, to render the matter in this discussion's terminology.
mircea_popescu: "artistic" as opposed to "conventional" in much the same way you propose "authentic" oppose "coherent". but mind for a second -- if your army's based on the enemy, you have no army at all, yes ?
mircea_popescu: shall i quote 1880s to you ? here : "The room was a long and lofty one, furnished in the stern uncompromising style of the Mahogany Age, now supplanted by the later fashions of decoration which, in their outset original and artistic, seem fairly on the way to become as meaningless and conventional."
mircea_popescu: asciilifeform not necessarily, which is why the "musical revolution" of post great war. "atonal", right, you know it must be real music because it's not the tedious curliqued post-post-mozart nonsense.
mircea_popescu: in any case, the notice's inescapable, that "china -- real history because real nation, just like us ; actresses, not." a lot hangs on that "just like us".
mircea_popescu: very much fucking needed, because otherwise how to answer ?
mircea_popescu: and yes, of course it goes straight to the core of what nationalism ~is~, very much not "a concept we no longer need" as various low level slash "moderate" socialists propose.
mircea_popescu: (i'm not even proposing it can't be so credited ; i just think the question can't be handwaved.)
mircea_popescu: asciilifeform so if you don't credit these actresses a real history, why do you credit china a real history ?
mircea_popescu: produce me a list of all the actresses of whom it was said "eternal performance" in any theatrical season of your choice, before ww2 started, sau.
mircea_popescu: MULTIPLE TIMES A FUCKING SEASON. each fucking season. like in 1919. can you even say who was the top actress of the stage, 1919 ?
mircea_popescu: kinda like how the magic acre goes, tho. do you know how many times it was said in broadway sheets, "this performance is eternal" ? can you recount any of them ?
mircea_popescu: i suspect it's a lot like drafted actor going, "what, i died three thousand dozen times on broadway stages before tonight". "yes, but you weren't serious about it."
mircea_popescu: (yes, china's AN EUROPEAN INVENTION, not some sort of "itself". wut fucking itself.)
mircea_popescu: people in all times and places have this unquenchable thirst for the cheap yet dysfunctional. the whole king-fiction of medieval europe is chinesium before china were even invented by the brits.
mircea_popescu: asciilifeform imo also approached from wrong end, "here's king, story follows".
mircea_popescu: "my bones can feel the absence though my eyes can't perceive the difference"
mircea_popescu: who was the me in all the groups of girlies before i showed up ? "a calling metaphysical", who cares.
mircea_popescu: asciilifeform i don't believe there's necessarily an answer at all, let alone in o(1).
mircea_popescu: somehow the stories fat frumos don't seem to include marriage by fruit of his labours "on the field". because you can't spank your own monkey into a wife anymore than you can douchebag your way into #trilema or pull yourself to moon by britches.
mircea_popescu: asciilifeform except, of course, if it's any kind of magical horse, with powers. then daddy gives, yes ?
mircea_popescu: yes, red army took all morons, catastrophic desperation, not encountered in europe since long before 900ad. nevertheless.
mircea_popescu: don't tell me "grew on land king gave you" lest i fall over.
mircea_popescu: "o no mp, that was the knight's own horse, which he... founded it." "i'm sure. cuz lotta loose horses about, on the king's lands."
mircea_popescu: (notice, for the noob, that the woman ~is actually depicted~ in the above illustration. she happens to be quadripedal, but as #metoo taught you, this shouldn't matter IN FAIRNESS.)
mircea_popescu: from "x is the only possible function of y" dun follow that y will ever even happen, yes.
mircea_popescu: asciilifeform you're thinking of the wrong end again, lol. lord possibly wants a dozen or a grosse concubines, and one or a dozen knaves. so he marries some of the girls off. "but what are all the OTHER boys to do ???" "keks."
mircea_popescu: and this is how it worked, historically, too. contrary to loud pretense claiming otherwise, marriage created a pleb's reinterpretation of ye olde vasselage between an old man and a young'un.
mircea_popescu: "but i found her before he did, and i told her she's not a whore before she was". "yes, imperfect communication systems in olde sovoke"
mircea_popescu: not even. rather, that they invented the pill doesn't mean much changes, because the ~pretense~ was that "they're fucking your wife because they don't feel like raising her children". the TRUTH was that "the only possible way human affairs are settled is -- boss has a harem, you wish to work for boss so therefore marry one of his whores".
mircea_popescu: because you'd have to be an exceptionally unwordly curmudgeon to imagine you've cut anything out of this fucking worl.
mircea_popescu: please expand on how the corner was hidden rather than cut.
mircea_popescu: so one day, when they kick their football into your window, you, instead of giving it back (as trees, before), you... you... what do you do ? TEAR IT UP!!! is that it ?
mircea_popescu: suppose you live somewhere where there grow kids (specifically, like trees, because that's how it goes -- nobody cares).
mircea_popescu: anyone who wants to believe is welcome to. i... i have serious problems with works of fiction, as the logs no doubt attest.
mircea_popescu: and yes, on occasion "new discovery -- hides this corner, voila children, whole thing gone!! believe!!!"
mircea_popescu: asciilifeform my point being specifically, that it IS ALREADY HAPPENING.
mircea_popescu: which is a process that speaks ~as to your status~, not as to her.
mircea_popescu: in more settled times, the chief of the office has a harem already, and to work in there you aspire to... ~marry one~.
mircea_popescu: this is simpy naive reconstruction of the feudal system from the other end.
mircea_popescu: that they were married already, to some loser, was the best possible quality a horny 20something could bring to the table.
mircea_popescu: because, obviously, nobody wanted to be stuck with the end results of the hussies' fertility.
mircea_popescu: consider a simple case : sovok consisted of men in positions of feudal power (such as boss of factory, chief of an office, whatever) fucking the prettier "married" women in their charge.
mircea_popescu: the only fundamental quality of man is that man can be happy in any circumstance.
mircea_popescu: you take a view of man as spherical-chicken-in-vacuum, which is at best naive.
mircea_popescu: nah. there was a brief window during which amateur efforts actually paid enough to make them competitive.
mircea_popescu: the only way wedding can work, is uniting the master's concubine with the vassal. "you can only have one", ie, only one word, and only one honor.
mircea_popescu: asciilifeform there evidently was an amateur hour, proof being the concept of "wedding", uniting one man and one woman in some sort of equal relationship.
mircea_popescu: failure or success in outreach, such as pizarro, is a larger factor than anything to do with the world, in that sense.
mircea_popescu: either the world at large accepts #trilema and submits ; or else comes up with "its own" as if that were possible and so on.
mircea_popescu: there's no fucking space in the future for "choice" nor for "human dignity" understood as anything but the dignity of the precious few, and on in this vein.
mircea_popescu: all pretense to the contrary go whichever way it will ; the end result of the end of "industrial revolution" and the delusional hallucinations of the romantic 1800s is precisely what you'd expect -- ye olde villein, his wife impregnated by the lord of the manor who permits him to live on.
mircea_popescu: i dunno how can possibly take us "legal system" in any sort of seriousness.
mircea_popescu: buy the girls their weight in shit, spend on it less than what they could make on street corner in an hour. only recipe for happiness there is!
mircea_popescu: speaking of money, spent all day on huge harem shopping trip. i am now in possession of picture including bimbo on 8 inch platforms holding the ~$2.70 receipt for them.
mircea_popescu: kinda the sad conclusion from prior, also : you need pantsuit to decapitate orc heads, because otherwise orc heads "soberania" all over themselves and you get argentina, qatar etc.
mircea_popescu: russkis bothered with it ~specifically~ to exploit usg's shocking cuntitude as a superlative of weakness and for no other imaginable reason.
mircea_popescu: that's what THEY ALL SAY. "i deeply regret nothing else and nothing besides having had the misfortune of being in the white house when our taiwan turned out to be a paper wrap on burning fire and no more -- all the OTHERS had it much better, because then the paper wrap LOOKED solid enough"
mircea_popescu: they're the sorta "fix that works while not needed" nonsense "elected representative governments" tend to come up with
mircea_popescu: lotta failed attempts, and the success of the successes extremely fucking dubious.
mircea_popescu: i mean... it's a great read and all, but doesn't happen to be what i had in mind. pretty sure the logline was it.
mircea_popescu: i'd readily trade a few endangered species or w/e, an australia or two glassed, for its erradication.
mircea_popescu: pretty shameful that this human stain still exists, incidentally.