Some Thoughts on the Situation as it Stands the Day After the Fourth of July 2022

An exchange I had with a homeless man a few days ago:
Me: I don't think it's going to rain.
Him: [small, irritated scoff, like I said something ridiculous] Oh, it will. Believe me.
It didn't rain that night, but it did the next day. Who was right?


The CERN Large Hadron Collider is being turned on today. According to various astrologically-inclined women, what this will actually do is "open a portal" through which demons can come and possess our bodies, because we are "all made of atoms". At least one such source links this to similar tests in 2012 (when the world ended) and 2016 (when the world ended again). It's unclear to me to what extent the CERN scientists are active Satanic participants in this scheme, versus merely pawns or vessels for evil forces beyond their understanding/control. I suspect opinions vary, but I don't want to look too deep into it. Things like this are more true the less you really understand about them.

Everything this week was the same as everything last week, and will be the same as everything next week. In this manner, everything will get steadily worse.

It's seeming more probable, given recent events, that prayer does in fact exist, or at least exists now. The increasing mainstream concern over the threat of directed energy weapons also points towards this being the reality of the situation. Memory, on the other hand, clearly does not exist at all. Today, she is treated like her niece the Library: as a ritual of mourning, nothing more.

The release of Minions: Rise of Gru is the most politically consequential film release of the year. Its box office performance over this past weekend, properly numerologically interpreted, will reveal to us the number of year this nation has left, and the nature of its ultimate collapse.

An associate reported to me that at work the other day she was called "darling" by a fat, aging man in a shirt that said "Make America Florida".

To the extent such demarcations are useful, Gen X was the last generation raised in an environment of proximate, rather than absolute, image saturation, and as such was the last generation which still believed that its totality contained some sort of truth. Thus hyperlink cinema, etc. As they continue their gradual slide into cultural senescence, what we are seeing, for the first time since at least the invention of television, is an increase in the value of a beautiful image. They are still, of course, basically worthless, but the wind has changed, and I expect it will continue blowing in this direction.

The word "authoritarian" has been effectively politically meaningless for quite a while now, but nonetheless it lingers in the public consciousness, infecting discourse like a sick ghost, driving those who run from its visage into the arms of a form of domination far worse than their fear, because unlike their fear it will be real.

This is something I've been saying, with varying degress of precision, since I was a child, but it bears mentioning here: There's no such thing as a "counterculture" anymore, just an endless proliferation of subcultures, existing in relation to a "mainstream" which is now too shapeless, amorphous, dissolute to be "countered" by any alternative which is sufficiently well-defined to be perceived as an alternative.

I found a shoe on a street corner yesterday and took it home with me.