It’s been a while. I’m not consorting with any other research screeds, I have eyes for you alone. It’s definitely a you problem though. No just kidding, it’s a me problem. Why would I be screeding blogwise otherwise.
I feel like a Super Mario Brother: It’s a me problem.
Not that I would ever say that regularly enough to even think of that. I shit sunbeams. Peasants and freakshows fear me. Enablers fear me more.
But anyway.
I’m not going to say you’re difficult. It’s not your job to conform to my convenience. Boy do I have a time with you all the time though. I don’t even collect the scholarship anymore, and liars poison potential allies telling them I was kicked out, if not that I have every harm I ever did, do or will suffer coming to me.
It all fits though, it’s weird. Deakin corroborated my first attempt instead of examining it. I got it published by an academic publisher anyway, because it was done. Then they ripped me off massively and got away with it because the machinery of big knobs with mad power covering their own arses was already well in motion.
The shit people carry on with, their measure. Maybe we pay an unintentional price in our injustice somewhere along the way. For all the plunder and largesse we can accumulate.
The second attempt at a doctoral screed, yes meaning you, is the same. I mean that in a good way, research screed. Like that’s one of the best things about history. We embody it consciously or otherwise hahaha . . .
What if the greatest constant in the universe, and therefore of history, is change. We’re a friend of change, and so of history and causality, or we’re its puppet. Einstein said:
“I believe in Spinoza’s God who reveals himself in the orderly harmony of what exists, not in a God who concerns himself with fates and actions of human beings.”
What if “orderly harmony” starts with learning to respect the Great Constant.
So this is even without getting to the actual research frame of you, research screed. Like you have to do research outside of the frame to be able to put it into perspective. When you sign up to do a phd in history, looking at the belief systems leading to a world run by the pure worst of the species rapidly disappearing up their own rectums as they try to make an endless-growth economy work on a finite planet and can’t, and have a fascist tantrum over it, no one says: “You’re going to be researching what Einstein said about Spinoza’s God, oh and Val Plumwood and Norman Cohn and a number of others specialising in historical belief systems. That sounds like a good way to avoid the respectable middle class as much as humanly possible, right? Recorded history is about what, 5000 years give or take a few centuries? You’ll never talk to the respectable middle class again. But that’s not all: the history of power doesn’t change at fucking all, does it?! Does the Tough Love self-rationalisations change? Hardly. Death, Taxes and Self-Deception. History is not so much a matter of absorbing the antics of history written by the victors might makes right peasants the current empire rules by virtue alone they do magic and protect us from external threats in return for obedience and servitude I mean loyalty ahem recorded by Herodrotus, to Torquemarda and that other severely unhinged theocratic misogynist useful idiot of Lucifer who wrote the Witches Hammer, which was like the first thing that ever came off a German printing press in the 15th century. Rough notes for Mein Kampf, chasing witches again. Isn’t that some shit. History is like a broken record as water torture. Everyone’s paranoid as living shit. We respond to every crisis by finding a tribe to hide inside of and circling the wagons. Jefferson said of the Romans that they were prone to exciting another war when the peasants were wont to be rowdy after being squeezed and bled by Caligula, or the Triumvate, who saved Rome from itself with some Tough Love, or whoever. It’s the fucking same-same, the same every time. Politicians press the panic button when they’re in a jam to get the species hiding behind the national tribe from EEEK MENACING OUTSIDERS, and offer everyone bribes for joining the tribe, or at least not getting in its way when it starts perpetrating hate crimes against Muslims and Arabs. It’s almost as though we all know the social order is fucked in the head, but are happy to take bribes because at least then the harm the fucked in the head social order perpetrated, being so fucked in the head, won’t happen to us. We’re all like, “mass dopamine addiction is the end of history,” but it’s more like we’re clawing at the edges of a festy pond of early evolution, trying to get out of the pond of collective paranoia and codependency. Good fucking luck turning that into something with footnotes.”
No one says this to you. No one even says, like have you seriously considered if this is a good idea on account of how many people have built careers on playing a bit fast and loose with history. Do you have any concept of how many toes you propose to step on.
Fuck this whole planet lol
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