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[Barbarian]

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[Onasander]

I think, I should have barbarian awarded to me as my personal servant, as I am clearly better looking and superior to him in every way. It's not that immoral- he like, believes in slavery, even advocates for it- therefor it's justifiable to enslave him as he is the only one fitting in this modern age, one that is moving towards increase mechanization and exploitation of the unmanned assembly line to make him the sole laborer for the lesser wants of my and your desires.

My, and your culture Mr. Administrator, is clearly superior to anything he can ever hope to produce..... if it was otherwise, it would be his nation's troops occupying our former fragmented country and not the other way around.

If you award Barbarian to me as my serf, I promise to have him clean up everyone's house on Saturday, and if he doesn't, I will cut his rations and will smack his hands with my rod. This means it will of course deprive us of the joy of doing our own laundry or putting the dishes into our own dishwasher- he's likely to drop, chip, and break the dishes and die out socks pink by mixing the colors in the hotwash- but I think it would be a fantastic chance for him to explore the implications of his borrowed exhortations to a proper and correct lifestyle.... as he clearly is of prime slave material.... and by all traditional rights of earlier ages would of surely of been sold into a slave market by now after his nation's embarrassing military defeat and foreign subjugation.

My silk underwear is to be washed separate from my adidas socks- I don't mix undergarments- and absolutely nothing is to be starched when my shirts are pressed. Recommend everyone drops their housekeeping request off to him via PM after he is awarded to me as his caretaker, as I don't care to handle the petty details.... I'll handle the upkeep and discipline side... I already have the doghouse picked out for him.

[Barbarian]

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[Onasander]

my officers were of mixed emotions, and of the two I was closest too, one died defending his men in combat in one of the hardest theaters there is on the planet at this time,, and the last conversation we had was very, very positive- the other one is teaching at west point. Both I feld very positive relations to.The one I had problems with I just found out was demoted, and it took him 17 years just to make it into officer candidacy school, him never rising above staff Sargent in his career.... and my last platoon sargent that did demote me is now dead too... without so much of a mention on the net as to why.... which is most unusual. The lt. colonel that demoted me barely knew me, and also owns a good many of the books I gave out to the ad hoc library there, so in all hopes he got smarter.... if he did, I completely forgive. My old NCO is ntless by a peacetime operation gone hilariously wrong (operation in mexico he took without permission- so no idiot babies from him)... once I learned he couldn't reproduce, I started smiling again. Call it what you want, ressentiment even, but I smile when the lowest lifeforms on the planet manage to castrate themselves.... there is just something deeply satisfying about it.He is not dead yet... but the unit isn't back from Afghanistan, so there is still time. I am not wishing for it... but if someone dies, I would rather it be him over some innocent kid with a productive life ahead of them and not some idiot too scared to lead his team on point, using his guys as a shield and not even following them when they clear a room for a few seconds. Honestly, most worthless piece of shit ever- had he not held a masters, he never would of gotten promoted.



Come to think of it, only person who ever accused me of cowardice (other that the nutless wonder) by that name was a NCO before we ever deployed because assumed my reserve was sheepishness, but he changed his mind later on. Kinda hard to find real coward in the Airborne you know- a guy willing to jump out of a plane is going to be willing to storm a hallway- it''s a far shorter step to take and you have the advantage of a gun loaded and ready,

Now, that isn't to say alot of guys didn't think I was nice or gentle in comparison to the brutal stereotype of what was expected- but even this more than once was shown to not be the case (you can never convince everyone, nor should you bother to make that your goal unless you want to come out looking like a block or a meathead), and it all rested on small talk and speculation.... and everyone had a opinion of everyone- including me of others.... you can't put a lot of weight in that speculation, it has a tendency to be disproves when push comes to shove. If you think otherwise, I invite you to visit Ft. Benning for the first day of airborne school, and listen to how badass everyone is talking before orientation.... and how many dozens bad assed soldiers drop out immediately after orientation after seeing what they thought was a real person die right infront of them. two hundred yards away from a droptower during exhibition jumps.



Now, don't want to overtalk myself and demean you, as I do have some weaknesses- other than my knee (which I could more than compensate for as a irregular or in a private company by changing my tactics- can't do that in the reg. infantry as everything must work at a specific level and way- more than one way to skin a cat- even your old ass is still useful for certain positions)my second to last First Sargent did catch a glimpse of me and I did overhear him talking to me to a Platoon Sargent I was never under- he said I went by a code I barely was cognizant of, and was capable of unspeakable actions to live by it, but that though I barely knew it, I knew more of it within myself than most men know of themselves and so was usually more predictable... just was a liability having me around if they ever went against it, but a massive asset so long as they stayed within it.

He also said I fucking hated him for everything he did to me.... which I thought was odd because at that time I had huge respect for him assuming he never seriously tried to do me or others wrong... shit, had I known then. Had we known then- not just me. Fuck, I don't know what would of happened... but would of been interesting- we would never of killed him but he probably would of gotten one hell of a assbeating on night, He judged me too good and knew what my range of response would be and I stuck it out, others he booted and sent packing back to the states and germany, or they just was tucked away. He knew I was inventive and hungry to help out, to overcome the stigma of being injured.... and exploited me- which was good he did for the unit- but also bad as he did for his own use when orders came down after the surge to move from positive reinforcement to negative reinforcement to keep the line (as whole bunch of us got demoted for the dumbest and most pointless of things.... while the best soldiers we had were abused much, much worst ways- being accused of all things as murder and sent to trial and sentenced just for following orders. I am still stumped to this day what they supposedly did wrong- it was a fucking warzone and they were surrounded and was clearly up against trouble.... but whatever- the injured and the random get picked on, and the best performers are picked off to scare the majority into line during ever harder times)



If I could do it all over again, I wouldn't- I would ride the charge of cowardice you just claimed that didn't hold to my past circumstances and would wear it proudly as both the excuse and even part of the real reason, and would run until the deployment was over, then turn myself in once they got back- get processed a few months through the prison system, and go free..... war is just too stupid of a enterprise to voluntarily do twice unless your facing extinction or severe harm.... literally nothing but bad memories come of it, and all your old assumptions are tossed aside. If it's just a matter of a few indignities, accept them- they decide nothing but titles and types wealth and future security- but do diddly squat in the long run to really change the circumstantial conditions your community and the greater system on the whole operates by, Cowardess or bravery doesn't matter all that much for either side if stuff is just tweaked a little- elasticity of norms and compensations that are innate to any society of a certain size is going to override any rejuvenating benefits of friction to the degree that is will negate them... as we have seen time and time again in the late 19th and all the 20th and 21st century so far.... the effects of war took on a massively different character in terms of actual actions and results in comparison to all wars before them.



You can't tell me this isn't the case for you.... look at your service- no matter how successful it was (and I do in honesty expect you were very successful in your job, and proud of the results)- whatever side you were on (and please never tell me, I nor others want to know exactly where you were so as to avoid prejudice and give you some privacy as well as none of us are part and parcel to the conflict itself at the stage you were in)- in the end your efforts and everyone else's came to nothing save for those who evaded and defended their lives in and of itself successfully.... property and survival of institutions and of honor could of gone one way or another in the later retelling of this war- but the actual survival of people- and not the actual actions of your units or others when not pursuing successful survival is what really mattered in the long run.... as greater europe and north america has more control over your affairs- and that of your enemies, than you and theyever wil for countless generationsl- they control Dalmatia.... it's a NATO plaything whose chief concern is not the dreams of those within it's theater of operation but the needs of those outside of it. This is not to say your not profiting massively from the peace- and your neighbors- but no matter what you would of done differently, shit still would of came out the same in the end.

So just say you and I can go back in time to the era we were in back then and redue it once again- at that age and with no knowledge of future events but possessing every other attribute we have sense gained- wisdom, foresight, better understanding of the effects of our instict, maturity of character, better knowledge of the psychology of men- everything. You can see your friends in new light, and reevaluate your relationships to women and out unit in this more mature light- but still with the fog of the future just as thickly in place as it was before.

Now, we both know given our position no matter how hard we would of kicked, stick, or fought it out.... or how much personal power you accumulate as a result, or how deep our insight,- we are still going to be swallowed up in that stinky system from outside in your case- NATO wins... and in my case..... the war will carry on no matter the success in my Brigades AO (and that is assuming both of us somehow later wisdom in insight in such a way that people would suddenly take notice of us and catipulte us into positions of great effect and effecting those in authority- let's be honest, neither of us could pull off commander in such a short period of time in this one do over begining at the start of the campaign/conflict we were in)

. Whatever massacres you tried to prevent only would of been prevented in part- whatever crusades you launched would of ended up compromised in the end under the greater euro-american pact,
Your gains would be modulated to their, the outsiders, standards, until you and your offspring become just that- them. The enemies you may of successfully knocked out, or increased property damage or wreckage of enemy institutions would of been filled in by offspring of other men in the now former enemies camp- by new institutions perhaps better suited to the new environment the annoying ones you razed. Yes- you may even gain a better life for yourself and your offspring- but this offspring themselves will seek within the first few generations complete exploitation of the benefits of the new system- and will reproduce to IT'S pattern, and not yours.... as economic and political systems have a direct effect on the stratification pf society and the success of family and offspring. Whatever beliefs and hopes you held in time would be swallowed up- and your genes will drift in that new pool in strange and unpredictable directions.



Say I could go back to Iraq with my wisdom and character formed from my first service but not my knowledge of what actually did happen? The deaths would of still happened- save one here and lose another one by the caterpillar effect there, because I am not in true and authoritative control to change things not see them coming so clearly that I would know when to put my foot down and scream no, not this exception to the rule this time- dear god no you idiots, do it right!!!! or do it this way!!!!!!!

I sure the hell wouldn't of been able to save any civilians outside a handful of cases, and that is only if I was abnormally forceful in the debriefings after missions in explaining every damn thought I had and then afterwards annoying my commander and even the battalion high command with every detail and insight I had- not happening after being out in the fields for days,.... let's be realistic.... shower and sleep my chief concern, and see what was in the mail. I have no real solutions to preventing incoming troops from syria or iran from coming in to this day, I would know instinctively not to trust a few situations that I deeply suspect lead to a few bumbled attacks against us- but they never resulted in deaths, nor slowed us down really even- so we would only benefit from a few insurgents having their assholes stretched in some prison. Infact, with how more discerning and calm I am now than even then- I probably be dead- my childish recklessness in trying to hit this same dog every time we rode down this road once saved me- the bomb hit the space behind me- the dog would always try to attack the humvees as we rode down the highway, thinking it was a game, and I went after it once... every driver tried it once- that time it saved me. Wiser and cooler me now would be dead in that position as I would of left the stray dog alone.



The benefits are mostly interpersonal as far as I can see- I would know what to say to the people I respected the most and would know the value of a friend and comrade more- but in truth... the average level of troop training and the average level of intelligence would not really be raised by my new found core and matured character and insight save for a very few.... the kids playing soldier would still die..... the civilians would still be victims of their little retarded and inefficent genocide.... and the war would continue on to even this present day in most exactly the same character- perhaps just a tweak large enough from the wiser me would of resulted that a historian would of made a footnote.

The only real lesson I learned came from knowing I was in a place of near zero influence no matter how far ranging my effects in some cases actually were (and I did have a few far rangin effects with a few of my ideas over my four year career that were adopted and I saw used even in other units much to my surprise- but it's a minor void filled even then) - where any effect I would have would remain for decades as a statistical tweaking.

The few directions of fast tracking of influence open to me- given my knee issue (and I am assuming I would of been injured again- hard to dodge that one as I wasn't expecting it and never would of imagined our medical and physical therapy system so damn backwards) was joining the new invention corps virginia- which were then very honestly BEHIND me in terms of projects I had been pioneering when I spoke to them,,,,, annoyingly so when you expect something with direct pentagon funding to pull off better shit than a brokedick in alaska with too much time on his hands can pull off)

The other alternative was become a instructor in some bullshit school and write books. No need for me to try for a officer position as I was limping bad, as it would only look bad to the men if a officer couldn't perform at the same tempo as them (much less a NCO- I saw two try that, they never were promoted, or offered a second chance to leave medically)... or become a private writer/researcher openly while in a unti and buddy up on some general's bodyguard and work as a free theorist under him.... which honestly I could of pulled off, but by the time I thought of it I had too low of a opinion of the military to ever want to reenlist.

However.... when one considers that I can just as easily be a civilian and a writer, and a low scale publisher specializing in that branch of philosophy targeting that small group of important thinkers- generals and policy makers and think tanks- the need to stay in dissipates even by the above massive stretches and excuses offered.

And yes- I could of gone in and redesigned the gadgets and weaponry the infantry would use- but not only again can I do that as a civilian hoarding DARPA grants like a fattie in a nine dollar all you can eat buffet.... I could also choose a wiser course of evaluating just what the hell is actually going on and decide from scratch what my goals are and how to reach them and what the long term projection of various factors will actually be and try to change them to a generally better circumstance for all.... I can choose to write and develop R&D theory in new directions that will in time dramatically overcome the very need for many kinds of warfare later on..... and this has a magnitude of effect greater than all the generals put together- for I am putting myself in a position far greater than their mandated authority to shape and prevent the nature of the battlefield.... essentially narrowing the kinds of theaters of war to a level of triviality by having a solid concept of how they arise in the first place and counteracting trends in advanced.

Hence- why I am never going to give a rats ass about a claim of cowardness nor give one bit of concern to anyone in a chain of command beyond the immediate concerns of my own safety and ability to get away from them. I am always studying war... then and now, and have accumulated a very impressive knowledge of it (even before joining) by any standards and always maintain equipment readily at hand for it if the unlikely need arises- as it is my instinct to do so having once been in a elite airborne infantry unit- but I prefer pacifism to the fight if at possible as it best fits my strategy.... the goal is to override the operational norms of all tactical systems so as to prevent them from hitting what is essential- the sanctity of human life and decency in the level of living it even for the lowest among us, while making sure we don't fall down this path again in the future. Damn hard to do, but to go back to the safety of a paycheck and esteem of easy women in the army would be the action of cowardice in this case when I have so much more potential and chance for success in this other, more difficult path. It doesn't take bravery to get blown up or shot it- it takes a thick head and a dull heart though to accept it as a voluntary lifestyle- ESPECIALLY FOR YOUR DESCENDANTS!!!!!


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You can have all the war you want IF I and others have our way, I'll never deny your that institution- in Antarctica- nothing but penguins down there, lob away at your fellow nietzscheans and preserve the human race down there for all I care to insure a back up to the last man scenerio. I really don't care what men do so long as they are not living in absolute filth and enforced, circumstantial depravity that preys on their psychology and makes them into turds and animals before they ever had a moment to open their eyes for a moment, breath in and learn life under other conditions..... those morons killing their neighboring village down the road in Iraq- they grew up without this- as did their ancestors- power was usurp from them generations ago, and they kept the marriage in the village exclusive far too long and they did start to change- if your superman is a midget with heart problems and deformities I don't know how to name, general ignorance and imported culture for random nations- then have at it- in Antarctica. Men can live down there- they had long lasting whaling villages during the 19th century from my understanding in the surrounding islands- enjoy it to your fullest extent. We might even spare a island reserve on the Aleutian chain if you absolutely must as long as we can televise the results.... would make good reality TV I think- not prime time- but 3 AM kinda stuff to compete with the Nostradamus documentations and the soft porn on TV that late. The ads can supply you with food as well as paying for the extraction of the unwilling young not wanting to go along with the absurdity.

If you want your duels back- go off into the woodline or out on a boat and have at it- you want to swallow your businesses up successively against one another, or engineer some kind of odd economy- enjoy, make your own municipality up in Alaska and just tell the local tribal corporation (no tribal consul, they are all corporate entities for the oil money flow)..... hell, it doesn't even have to be alaska, russia might allow it for giggles just as well.

I gives a fuck deep down inside about this extra stuff- the bountry and ideologies that can exist AFTER the individual is accounted for and protected to a sufficient degree against them not dying ASAP from it idiot dreams of whiny bookworms with visions larger that their experience or foresight allows for,... not going to judge you one bit to the otherwise in terms of the cultural or ritual battles and breeding programs outside of noting when it's silly or unrealistic- it's not my nature to say no to it unless I can see considerable harm actually arisng though unusually high ignorance.

But I am going to be a little bit more annoyed if you drag the whole damn system down to the point that massive inbreeding and weakening of the genetics of men (as has beppen in every war zone in the 20th century), and the resultant increase risk of disease arise from ignorance of science and lack of natural immunity (from malnutition and stress and lack of medical care/prevention/hygine from a shitty war zone) arises as a result.

Iraq WAS the real 'last man' scenario- and US had very little to do in causing it- this scenerio predates the discovery of north america- a region so given to war andproto-WTP concepts for over a thousand years that they literally bred themselves into a bunch of effeminate wimps that couldn't even attack one another effectively save through IEDs and had to import fighters for the every side of the conflict.

Disease and death is everywhere even in peaceful and supposedly prospering areas because ignorance and the status quo resists all improvements.- and the aristocracy in everyplace is dead for the most part.... as everyone killed everyone early on and only the dumb and weak survived (wish I cold claim the coalition did that- but no, it was them vs them, and we killed their successors and the foreigners who fought in their name- muxh as the soviets fought increasingly foreigners in Afganistan after the civil war as the strong local forces knock each other off before hand and during the war in retarded strife). Culture is dead there beyond some recording on cheap japanese electronics played out over a loud speaker or mass produced pictures, museums are a joke as they were all raided, television.. ha ha ha, newspapers barely functional and elementary, and even the weaponry in poorly understood and maintained.

Nothing long terms comes of this save for degradation and foreign occupation by the west, syria, and Iran for Iraqis. But few of them can be called cowards- they died magnificent deaths a great many times over.. they did reproduce, and thier leaders have impressive megolomania- until they get knocked off. They managed to make the Banana Republics look good.

Did no one here study the after effects of WW1? The collapse of the Soviet Union? The outbreak of three decades of war in Indochina (mid 50s- late 80s), the retardation in the banana triangle of Ecuador, Venezuela, and Columbia since the Stalinist and Maoist wave of the 50? Did anything come of those wars? Did North Korea pull off some miracle society of cultural advancement? Did Mao's ideas do anything other than cause millions to die and build a few leaky damns?

Jack diddly squat comes from war for the sake of the improvements it brings anymore except for the breakdown of life and biology, and a severe weakening of the genepool. We pull off some short term economic gains for one location over another- but usually the necessary innovation needed to become self sufficient at that level without needing to war elsewhere doesn't arise in that society- and they always in the end lose that piggy bank, if not their own territory and rights to future as a people.

True- this is not the rule for small, honor based societies that utilized play wars between thier perspective city states where the battles are of low intensity and are quickly concluded though the most laughable of means (nothing sillier than phallanx on the plains of mountainous and fortified Greece in my opinion- where the real fight was in surprise, navy, archers-calv fighting up in the mountains) - but it is in our modern era of intensive coordination of resources and huge genepools and huge, all or nothing armies that we must concern ourselves to look at the conditions that really matter for our age. Bravery and cowardice will never go out of fashion, even if we waved a wand and erased it's history and place in every memory of every person- it's ingrained in our hardwiring.... and the genes for both is too widely dispersed, and triggered in each person under some conditions unlikely to be encountered again. The old system, that is advocated by you cezar-

restless on tactical maneuver and strategic planning of both the short and long term types than the esteem or characteristics of just a few classicaly heroic individuals- sticking your neck out only earns you a purple heart these days with no genetic reward when you come home of laying half the women in your little tiny hamlet. It's admittedly of all the ways to go out not a bad way to be doing something great- but there is no corresponding effect to that outside of the altruistic satisfaction of knowing you saved others (which I like and would find well worth it but doubt you care about) or working your way into a unit's history or war story..... which I find much less interesting.

Honestly, it's a damn silly system to be advocating the pronounced ideals and vlaues of the 19th century- which were taken from earlier centuries and foolishly imposed upon it- with disastrous effects (good job there europe of the world wars), and try to drag them past the point of lessons learned and most foolishly insert-position them on a 21st century world WITHOUT CONSIDERATIONS! Not everything is going to match up as it once did, for any ideology from that age. Why the hell anyone would press this point dead and defeated point that in once case got nuked twice is beyond me, the idea was bullshit to begin with.

This isn't to dismiss cowardness is harmful under circumstances- if I thought it was universally the right course to take, I wouldn't spend so much time training my mind and preparing for the consequences of a future possible set of conflicts I may be dragged into much against my will.... just like your not universally against peace as your clearly not trying every means to get into a warzone- including hitchhiking or stowawaying on a boat heading towards one,

If a Shepard neglects his watch against the wolf, he will lose in short time all his sheep. I stand against the wolf in all occasions- the wolf of war. I am wise enough to know though, if you either kill all the wolves, or tame them into dogs.... all you will need is a fence for the upkeep and livelihood of the said sheep. The pressures of the wolf does nothing to increase the quality of the wool, or the husbandry of the farmer..... you advocate the foolish and sign the songs of sweet sounding defeat to one who knows from experience otherwise.... and I doubt anyone here is really going to going to go along with either or position in their own life, perfection the thumb up their butt approach they have always taken up to this point by standing reflective and non-active as a result of reading this,

You and I are the only ones here who have anything to show for our beliefs in war- and neither have what we want.... but only one has a a realistic chance of actually seeing their dream even partially though as you are very quickly hitting the age limit for realistically pursuing your dream, and even if you make it in, unless the most fortunate patterning of circumstances arise, nothing much will come of it. If you get lucky, with a few mushroom clouds pop up on the horizons, you might get your chance like in the TV show Jericho.... but that's a rather shitty dream to hope for. You don't have to follow me- I would actually prefer it if nobody does- but seriously, if your studying strategy as a philosophical subject in and of itself now by starting with writers of our tradition like Machiavelli- learn to think in the same capacity as they did, and figure your ideas from now on increasingly not on your own and don't have them handed to you without considerations by long dead men. Especially not ones who died failures as Nietzsche clearly did.... his life certainly wasn't a success.... he didn't get the girl he wanted, he was always sick, no offspring- much less healthy ones, his books by your own account are always misunderstood and abused.... lost his mind and became the object of his sisters desires. Sure if he was still even the least bit conscious and thinking how thrilled he was with everything that last ten years.

Move on, find your own mind, don't be dominated by any other. Your a old man, no matter what, soon you will have to leave it to others, be it voluntary or not. Make your evaluations your own, and not a aping of his. His world is dead... buried under successive battlefields and scientific discoveries like DNA that is abnormally hard to disregard in comparison to supposed discoveries of other ages as we can actually see it and even manipulate and clone now. Not everything of his should be abandoned, but be realistic on what you spurt out. If Nietzsche was alive today he would see droids working on assembly lines, internet, and space travel..... his advice and expectations on a good many things would change, though his insight to human nature not as much.

[gla22]

you need to write a book.

[phy]

that is what I got out of it too Gla.

and this is silliness. everyone knows that we should all be banned just the same.

[Onasander]

My computer just fried because of the internet 2010 maleware, it died on the operating table at staples this past weekend- hence the mini computer.

I actually have written quite a few books and commentaries, and am in the process of rewritting them- I don't make backups unless I am willing to let anyone just stumble across them, here are the books and papers:

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Short stories
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The Wheel of Atlantis
And other short stories of
Exploration, Horror, and Reflection
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Books
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Eclipse of the Monolith
Under the Sun, Under the Moon
The City
Commentary to the Iron Heel
Commentary to the Seawolf
Commentary and Guide to ‘The Campaign of Hannibal’
Commentary on the Jugunthine War
Reflecting on Boyd and Du Picq
Turbulent Wisdom- A Guide to the Perplexed
Commentary to ‘The Brother’s Grimm’
Against the Barrel of the Gun- A Brief History
Cycles of Tyranny
The Progressive Navigation of Conflict
Commentary to ‘Erewhon’
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Papers
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Why Interpersonal Communication Sucks
Axiomatic Approaches to the Unorthodox, and Their Limitations
The Nature of Tongs, Cliques and Coups
Why Elitist Snobs Should all Off Themselves
Mao Vs Xiaoping- approach to the Military Classics
Limitations and Hazards of Bureaucracies
Limitations and Hazards of Anarchism
Limitations and Hazards of Political Parties
Limitations and Hazards of Dynastic Government
Limitations and Hazards of Elected Government
Limitations and Hazards of Law
Limitation and Hazards of Ambiguity and Enforcement
The Sand Reckoner, and the nature of Higher Erratic Logic
Intuition, Gestalt, Volumnic Awareness, and the Senses- a new look towards the OODA Loop

I have done more over the years (a few good, most fucking horrible- I mean really bad- really fucking bad)- and some of the above books are just strings of paragraphs inside of a outline I didn't feel comfortable enough yet having people read but have largely formulated for discussions with people so often that the formulation feels like a book, and I literally reference to it in my mind like I would to any other book I've read, and at times I sit down and pump them out parts at a time. Since my computer is dead, I have to retype everything once again here anyway, so it gives me a chance to make revisions to the overall structure and even the style, as well as go into some things more indepth. So I am pretty much now up every night with the above titles, fast rewriting them incase I ever do have to present the ideas in a more formal fashion or for emergency money (Sun Tzu's Art of War was presented in a similar fashion, he was asked a few questions, and presented his texts fully thought out from memory that way- every night for the last week I have been retyping The Wheel of Atlantis from memory, as well as adding one new story- it's all fictionalish, part truth and mostly fiction, outside of Jack London I rarely read fiction so this is my attempt to get more use to it):

The Wheel of Atlantis
And other short stories of
Exploration, Horror, and Reflection
Table of Contents:

The Wheel of Atlantis
A passenger on a cutter in the 19th century flees his ship in a rage of madness into the sea during a storm, seeking to escape his crime of passion and his insanity in downing, in the attempt to drown, he suffers from anxiety and fear of death, and with the sudden surge to live thrashes against all odds and time to survive only to black out in the end. Waking up, at first joyful, brings a ever greater anxiety and self tormenting hatred of not just his past, but also his new predicament in being trapped on isolated sea rock without shelter or provisions, exposed to the unrelenting bombardment of the surf and the brutal sun, and a conscious that refuses to stop.

Karnak
A story that takes place during the final hours in the life of the last man; in pondering and exploring the ruins that lay around him, he searches his memories with a detailed examination the events stretching from his four generations long life as the first born in a unexpected and previously unknown technological refuge self titled as Karnak. In his walk, he explores his youth, marriage, fatherhood, maturity, and interpersonal civil strife that leads to the society’s unexpectant dramatic and apocalyptic ruin.

Shades of Death
A drifter stays in a molding, abandoned house in the woods outside of a new town for a week while looking for work, and begins by slow accident to unravel the mystery of what happened to the homes original inhabitants, and why everything was still intact after decades of apparent abandonment.

The Easel and the Crow
A town’s historian investigates into his community’s long ago lost of their small museum in a fire in a small Pennsylvania town twenty years earlier, leading him to talk to the town’s oldest inhabitant and wife of the former museum director, leading him to unraveling a increasingly dark and gruesome secret kept hidden by two prominent families mentioned to a obscure entry from the lone journal to survive dating back to the French and Indian War.

The Tin Tower
A American deserter returning back to his unit in Iraq, in the triangle of death, at the height of the surge is forced on near continuous guard duty, meeting fellow misfits and exploring the oddities and backwardness within his FOB, and exploring the character of it’s soldiers. Reworking the events surrounding the string of attacks against his FOB he increasingly witnesses, noting a pattern, he tracks down the four Iraqi workers who were plotting and communicating from within the base in helping to guide the attacks, and struggles against the general malaise felt by both sides of the soldiery, his regulars he patrols with and the increasingly depressed command element from investigating or taking seriously his theory and insight into what was actually going on.

Fog and Doubt
Chronically suffering from combined states of awareness and dreaming without experiencing any apparent sleep for months at end, a electrician analyses his failing relationships with loved ones in a surreal dreamstate and tries to comprehend why his ex wife tried to commit suicide on him…. leading him into ever greater doubts and judgments against him as to his past and awareness, pondering if his appraisal of reality he was insane or if everyone he was attracted to was.

The Dragon’s Lost Son
A preschooler denied the right to play with the older children while visiting a friend across town runs away repeatedly from his home, crossing a city and industrial jungle to find the place beyond a barb wire fence where the older kids claim a fearsome dragon living in a cavern only they can approach lives.

Summit of Dreams
A group of homeless and physically disable people living in a abandoned park in the industrial sector of town in Anchorage, Alaska ponder their situation, and wonder what exists in the buildings that lay at the top of the mountain above them, and their journey of exploration, harassment, repeated disappointment and eventual success in trying to reach it and it’s bountiful fields of mushrooms and berries before the snowfall against all odds.

The Ghosts of our Ancestors
A young college student, engaged to a geneticist, turns his back upon religion upon embracing her vision of evolution and science that he reasonably agreed upon with her and everyone else as largely correct, but in time begins to question not so much his leaving his old belief as struggling to reconcile the memories of ghosts he had encountered in his uncle’s house as a toddler, and his families spirituality of interpreting these events and moments that sits still strong in him, challenging the ever deeper beliefs and memories he finds increasingly hard to negate.

The Painting of St. Hilarion
A stoic man who three decades earlier in the late nineteen-thirties was institutionalized in a mental hospital with a crazed surrealist returns after a eerie find during the auction of a man’s art collection that matches the description of tortures and sins he was told years earlier by his old roommate. Seeking to decipher the meaning of the enigmatic and disturbing work, he begins to unravel circumstances that when followed to their conclusion may very well threaten to return him as a unwilling patient of this increasingly unpleasant institution.

A Beginning and it’s End
A soldier before his deployment looks out into Cook Bay from a mountainside and wonders about his eventual deployment with his girlfriend, and after the deployment, returning over a year later culturally shocked by his experiences and completely alone to this spot he had a year before pondered his future from.

A lot of my ideas expressed as of late given his new found interest in talking to Cezar comes from Cycles of Tryanny, The Progressive Navigation of Conflict (which is tables I talk about to people Orally, but has increasingly become more and more solidified structurally), and my newer book Eclipse of the Monolith. The Cycles of Tyranny is a social mathematics describing in detail how societies transition in and out of tyrannical states, and what the expected departures of norms should be by analysis via a cyclic matrix what the paradigms will be in each paradigm, and how they intersect. Back when I first joined this site, I mentioned a few of the titles of these books, as well as small parts of them- plus how I was working on a massive work to Machiavelli- those works are not dead (as you can see, Under the Sun, Under the Moon) except for the work on Machiavelli (which covered ALL his writings I could get my hands on)- it's because once I started getting into reading up on Nietzsche I shit myself discovering that a lesser and dimmer branch of the tradition was advocating consistently aspects when put together came out all fucked up, ass backwards, and seemed somehow to of chosen Maliciousness as their standard- which is so fucking stupid it's not funny- it's not even a value judgment on my part, it's a technical diagnosis of long term failure, and is all the more laughable for it.

The other major problem with publishing something like my insight to Machiavelli's writings or Cycles of Tyranny (which took a good bit initially from a initial reflection on the above works of Machiavelli as well as other works)- is in it's current format is that though it has many parallels to other forms of government, it does not touch upon the rest in the same equal nature or analysis, and thus would appear as both a advocacy and a apology written for just such a government.

This is obvious given the name of it- but if I release it first, it's going to attract the wrong crowd as it straddles and analysis alot of taboo organizations like dictatorships arising from coups and totalitarian vice police not judgmentally as right or wrong, but what can actually happen dynamically via explanations of the theoretical as well as historical- this fills me with a odd mixture of pride, worry, and finally massive concern for our society- as we spend trillions of dollars on educational facilities- and they produced unusable dribble- and also worry that if I do write, the harm arising will outweigh the good as meritocratic bureaucracies are fast becoming the standard solution to problems- even if they can't make returns from the investment put into them and actually manage to insure alot of problems remain issues and permanently unsolved by principle. Obama is of this tradition- the Europeans have it worst- such a system in and of itself is prone to breakdowns in meaningful coordination and technical and compenant capacity to meet the EVOLVING challenges presented to them- they think if they grow large enough, the universe will conform to them- I swear to god, I feel the pain of the Gnostics when they curse the hierarchy of god when I am confronted by a bureaucracy not properly understood and controlled my misfits who rose by the principles left to them and poorly understand how and why they relate into the greater whole..... the shit isn't principle based, it's not axiom based, nor is it emotional- it's human relation and capacity based. You take the human factor of the aim, and they turn into the most high minded and deeply disturbing force I have ever observed in the history of man- capable of more destruction and delusion than even the most twisted of tyrants....

This all being said, I have never seen any writer come close to approaching my insight to it- but it does not mean I have a preference to it anymore than a mechanical historian has knowledgeable about old redundant systems of technology- he might know all and be able to explain it in a book with more depth and understanding than others- but would necessarily choose to go along with what he himselves thinks to be a naturally insufficent system- no matter how well he knows it or can streamline and update it? Probably not- It's one thing to design a better plow, quite another to want to plow a field with it.

Another problem is, we have a few tryanies still current in our world today-the technical insight it would offer would aid in a good many systems to survive and legitimize that otherwise would be dying off in this current age..... hence probably why there are no other works I consider equal- people kept their mouth shut, kept it secret, or got rid of it at the first chance.

If I do ever release it, it will probably be a sub-application of The Eclipse of the Monolith, with a wide diversity of anatomies of various systems from history and using historical examples as a highlighter of how the math works via a explanation of the greater anatomy via their parts, the tactical pros and cons in terms of fluidity from one paradigm to the next, as well as modern day known psychological reactions and reaction of populations intellectually- if I release just the cycles of tyranny, it will have a effect massively worst than Machiavelli's early release of The Prince with a variety of numbskulls, meatheads, and dipshits (not going to name any one here on the forums save for the dead.... cough Nietzsche cough cough) who think themselves as strategists but lack the mental capacity, and have to overly rely on the paradigms left behind by others, and lack all capacity to see beyond it- because they were incapable of formulating it in the first place. The whole though of helping parasites grow ills me, so if I ever do it, it will have to be in terms of a much larger work. That's all I need is to google my name and see some head of the vice police in Mecca or a strongman incharge of the docks in the Congo use my work and twist it to his needs of excusing his actions.

I only bring up such topics because predominately Cezar- or if I come across a absurd statement by Nitz or someone else, or a occasional deserving question from a random person. Cezar has a growing interest in strategic writing which I find rather surprising as it requires a level of awareness quite the opposite of dogmatic thinking and narrow minded associations he is seemingly quite addicted to (read any of his replies to me, you will see what I mean- I'll paint him a mona lisa, and he sneer and declare the true answer to be Nietzsche said)- this is a bit worrisome as he is stuck within the constructs of another mind who died in another age, and when trapped within this paradigm I have the severest of doubts as to his capacity to break out and construct other ones at will- and think in terms of being able to use them tactically (yes, the tactical application of tactics- grand tactics) and not be used by them. This is a necessary cornerstone for strategic thinking, and if he can't or won't construct his own yet.... it causes me the same confusion as when I see in cartoons twenty clowns try to fit into one really small car..... I am attracted to the oddity, not certain it would work, but some part of me say they must have a gameplan and they might just pull it off...... and...... and..... they don't, because you can't really do that in real life. But who knows, if he pulls it off, more power to him.


So the approach when I present them to him- as he is trying to learn a system I am exceptionally skilled in, they shouldn't be presented as a fact just to be accepted but more like a string of koans that identifies pathways and points in the mind and gives suggestions to just how wide that section of consciousness really is in grappling with any kind of formulative knowledge. Is what I am saying still correct.... yes- wouldn't say it if it wasn't, but naturally is open up to debate- but debate isn't the main purpose, knowing the necessary parameters of the brain to even think in such a manner is in the first place. I have full confidence I can jump into a time machine, and not just travel back in time and talk to any mind on the such as Machiavelli, but also far into the future- pick a random topic in our vision for analysis and debate, and not just hold my own, but also contribute greatly to the discussion in delightful and unique ways, while maintaining a common mode of thinking that they can relate to. It's the ability to think like that is what counts- not hiding and suckling from the bosom of such a mind for the rest of your existence.... you do them no honor by such a disgraceful and self-limiting action, and though their name may be teached and preached, their trade and way of seeing the world dies a little bit more because of this action- and thus their only worthwhile and tangible connection to the world.


One of those books I mentioned I am not writing by choice, kinda have been strong armed into it. My mentioning of seeing the giant bag of a lifetime of research by a professor comes to mind when I look over this- or think about works lost to history- everyone of these count to me, explores a part of my thinking I may rank higher and lower than that of another, but in the end, it doesn't really matter to anyone else.... it's just a big stinking bag destined to be chucked out with the trash shortly after death. Hence why I am not too much into publishing my own philosophy- parts of it is awesome, but it is awesome to a select group of people, and I have my doubts about a good many of them. I generally look out for the common good, but trust no one these days- sure the fuck ain't gonna trust them.

I also did some poetry online for a while, but discovered I was indeed as bad as I always assumed I was in it, not surprising as I generally dislike reading the crap to begin with.... but I gave it a shot.

All the more reason to ban me, or make Cezar my Serf.

[Onasander]

Yeah- I do make long posts, I really do hate that. I hate reading them from others, but I make them myself. Hypocritical.

[FactorusTenInfinity]

Do a favor to everyone!

Yes, get rid of him. To give Onasander civic rights here is laughable- it's like inviting rival party members to speak at a rally...

[Onasander]

Okay, don't make me give you boys wet willies, I licked my pinky- and will put you in a headlock as I wiggle it around in your ear.