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ENTERTAINMENT CAN'T BE SEPARATED FROM INFORMATION IN THE CITY --
BUT THE CITY CAN'T SEE IT
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The Outlier's Guide To The Ultimate Merger
 MAY 23, 2004                                                                          © 2004: JAN COX



One man mused: “The biggest attraction of non commercial television is
the lack of commercials, while with commercial tv it often is the commercials,”
and his mind spoke up: “That is the same situation we have concerning my
continual expression of self interest and glorification, yet about it you are not
near so magnanimous --  what’s up with you, Chief Dill Bow?”

A man with nothing worthwhile to think about will think about wealth,
and his inner picture of himself.

In an outspeak against the government a man stood before the city and declared, (concerning censorship): “Prohibiting people from reading certain books,
or saying certain things, brands them as either fools or slaves”  --
then waited  --  in vain  --   for any of the people to object to his comment.

Everyone objects to change  --  unless it makes you drunker or ditzier.

When he heard it said that the nature of a country is determined by the character of
the people and not the form of its government, one man ruminated:
“Same as with the genetic origins of the mental based voice that speaks for a man
in spite of its claims to the contrary.”
Note: Only buildings that exist can be torn down.

Doers change the tangible world:
thinkers attempt to describe the intangible one,
(which they both have unknowingly created).

Everyone has three different intelligences: the one others believe he has;
the one he imagines he has, and the one he has.
(Guess which one men wish was their real and only one?)

One steamy summer day some young gods were  hangin’ out, and one of them said: “What’ll we do?” and another said: “I don’t know,” then a third spoke up:
“My dad has a barn he’s not using,” and another joined in:
“My mom can make costumes,” then up jumped another:
“And my uncle used to be in vaudeville --  Hey!  --  let’s put on a Creation!”
(Preceding every comment one man likes to say:
“I simply cannot exaggerate this enough...”)

Two groups oppose change: those currently happy, and those not.

‘Tis rumored that in one city a man has discovered the secret to having more garbage than he had stuff to begin with.
(Remember the myth that says you will not be allowed entry to heaven with any
earthly leftovers secreted in your pockets.)

One sign of whether you are awake to what is really going on
is if you have any interest in your I.Q.

In a reflecting field a man looked around and thought: “Either the ancient philosophers were correct and: Character is destiny  --  or else they had it backwards,”
(and he attacked a cloverleaf!)

The intelligence of the man-who-knows cannot be measured or even seen by
those without it.

One use of government is to give men something impersonal to be mad at.
    “Not unlike man’s natural born thinking, eh Dad?!”

In a curious attempt apparently to seduce himself, the non speaking part of
one man’s nervous system said to the conscious area in his brain:
“Hey big boy  --  close that door –
I’ve got what you’re looking for.”
    (Maybe it wasn’t so curious at all.)

One guy says he’s decided to measure the progress of his life by the fact that
while he still hates everyone  --  he is no longer bothered by the fact.

When he first heard the term: Rape of the mind, a man pondered:
“How do you rape a willing whore?”

There are two requirements for an idea to be dangerous:
first you must either find it deplorable or else wickedly appealing,
and secondly, it must come from someone else.

City Police Work.
If you can be shamed  --  they can arrest you.

Another thing:
if you don’t tell other people anything about yourself you can’t use it against you later.

The difference between acts and facts is that needs are essential,
and explanations merely entertaining.

No question about it: When things get bad enough  --  you just gotta talk about it!
    (Unless of course you’re a nervous-system-rebel, or some other kind of nut.)

In times of contention (all the time) the king is never concerned with civilian casualties.
(And in a show of support: the cats have announced a memorial service to honor
all the innocent, fallen mice.)
“Don’t you listen to that tripe, sonny  --  your hormones will gobble up your neurons
in a new york hot flash.”
    “I don’t know professor  --   it’s all so confusing?!”
“Read and consider each part of it separately  --  ‘til it makes sense  --
then smoosh ‘em all back together again and let the good times roll.”
(Graduate Studies On A Scone.)

In an attempt to alleviate some ordinary people’s concern about his unusual behavior one man said:
“What I was just doing is what you would call an: experiment  --  except it wasn’t.”

Outside the city’s religious institutions commonly appeared a chap who offered up
his brand of spiritual insight, one day proclaiming:
“The burden of belief is entirely on followers;
mountain snows do not subsequent streams ponder,”
and a man just exiting the establishment said to a friend:
    “I don’t get it: what does it mean?”
“I don’t think you really want to know.”

The children on one world have a chant they squeal as they skip rope,
regarding the adults’ concept of cultural progress:
    “The thin (who’re behind)
      have this little rhyme,
      that the: ‘Avant garde,
      run on lard,’
      while the serious ahead
      live always in dread.”
                 (Damn smartass kids.)

Ultimate Travel News.
One man who went on a visit  -- STAYED!

All real problems (assuming such exist) come from eternity;
the phony personal ones are all time driven.
“Well yeah!  --  I’m okay for the moment  --  but that don’t mean jack  --  you just wait;
you don’t know me like I do.”
    “Don’t you mean to say that I don’t know life like you do?”
“Same thing.           (Oops! --  did I say that?!)”

In one city the cornerstone of their leading literary institution bore the inscription: “When Uncertain --  Be Ironic.”
(On one planet the area of the brain’s consciousness naturally activated in all at birth
is called: “Old Pickled.”)

If in the affairs of man you seem to discover a fact that contradicts another fact,
you still don’t get what facts are.
    (“O! the foot fact connected to the  --  leg fact, and the...”)

A certain religion decided to rename itself: “The Carbonation In The Cola Of Life,”
but a threatened law suit put the kibosh on that soon enough!

One mayor became so frustrated with qualifiers that he drove his partner from town.
“A man with a single mind is like a great city with a grand boulevard
running down its center.”
    “I don’t think that one has any metaphorical significance whatever!”
“Okay: what if I said that such a man is like a gigantic garbage truck?…”

An e-mail came in from someone who says he enjoyed a story in yesterday’s News concerning a place where men are allowed to successfully defend themselves
against all charges of wrongdoing by saying: “My hormones made me do it,”
but wants to know if this includes even intellectual acts.
(Query On The Q.T.: Did his hormones cause him to ask that?)

One man was so good at putting names and descriptions on things
and locking them permanently into confining verbal/mental concepts
that he sometimes called himself: Norman "Steel Trap" Clature.

There may be some hope for a man who will not listen to anybody,
(but you have to take the word anybody  to the MAX!)

Two heads can be better than one    ----    unless you’re shopping for a hat.
 

An independent mind’s business is singular in that its only department is:
Research & Development.
 
 

J
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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