I recently attended an Evolver event entitled: The Singularity Is Where? Dialogue with Jason Silva & Daniel Pinchbeck
I thought the evening was interesting, though the conversation meandered all over the god damned place (as you might well imagine). One thing I have noticed about these two is that they speak almost entirely in references. This is not condemnation, it is one of the things I love about them.
During the evening I jotted down every reference I could snag and then spent some time looking them all up.
Below is a kind of bibliography I suppose of their conversation. I have to say that my brain literally hurt after going back and learning about all of these wonderful people and references. I am extremely grateful to these two wonderful men for tuning me into so many important frequencies.
I apologize in advance for anything I lifted off the internet without referencing properly. Please know I basically did not write any of this. I will include as many links to the people’s official webpages as possible. When in doubt assume I took the text from wikipedia (unless it ends with a quote about them, in which case I probably took it from their TED page, or if it is a book, most likely from Amazon). Enjoy!
I don’t really follow the simple reason on this American Atheists billboard that is going to be positioned outside of the Presidential Debate tonight. I get that god is a space alien. But are they saying he does baptisms for the dead and that makes him a bigot? Maybe it should have been a checklist?
Anyway, clearly the focal point of the ad is the magic glowing underwear. I’m not a graphic designer, but I think the rest of the stuff on the billboard detracts from the image. I would have just gone with “Do you really want the genitals of your president covered with these!?!?” I think that would have gotten the point across.
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said a thousand times: If you are an Atheist but not a Nihilist you are just being a pussy.
Interesting thought from Radiolab today – The reason that Iago is arguable the most horific character in Shakespeare is because all other bad guys before they die explain why they did what they did and confess to knowing it was evil. When given the opportunity all Iago says is “Demand me nothing. What you know, you know. From this time forth I never will speak word.” So the audience doesn’t get any kind of closure to his evil. it is never fit into their moral world. To quote Alfred referencing the Joker: Some men just want to watch the world burn.
The sentiment reminds me of the last line from Okkervil River’s most horrific and beautiful song “Westfall” about a man being arrested for murdering a girl. The final lines of the song: “Evil don’t look like anything” land with a nihilistic smack on the rump of the supposed order of the universe.
Some dark thoughts for a fairly beautiful Tuesday morning. Hope all of you are not being evil today.
This is the first non-Russia Christmas I have spent away from my family, and even though I got to see them all just a few weeks ago, I am sad not to be with them today, but so happy for all the joy and progress in their lives.
I thought John Dehlin could express it better than anyone (I even like his macabre aside towards the end).
I love you all and have yourself a Merry Little Christmas.
Sending rays of love from the heart of Brooklyn.
(I apologize profusely for the budweiser ad, what can you do?)
I am going to see The Weakerthans tonight. I was going through their new album which I don’t know so well and was entranced by this simple yet devastating little tune called Bigfoot. Enjoy this live version and the lyrics and I promise I will enjoy them as well this evening.
I changed the oils and oiled the squeaks,
Patched the holes and fluid leaks,
Left dusk beneath a diabetic moon
And way to take the TV crews across the creaking ice
The news is howling to the timber wolves and soon
I’ll go through it all again
Watch their doubtful smiles begin
But the visions that I see believe in me
So praise the things I can’t forget with burgers and a silhouette
On t-shirts at the council general store
I’ll listen to the south winds sigh with rumors and regrets
And I don’t want to talk about it anymore
I’ll go through it all again
watch their doubtful smiles begin
When the visions that I see believe in me