Self Defense: Pigasus

In which our hero Innomen laments the world's failure to grasp the genius of his self indulgent ramblings. He's leaving... well sort of... NO HE'S REALLY LEAVING... he's kind of leaving. Dude, stop saying goodbye and just go. Even money this guy is back posting in 30 days or less.

This kind of obvious misrepresentation coming from people who clearly haven't even read my work is a big part of why posting on SU has become as futile as looking for depth on myspace.

If I choose to return to SU I assure you, your opinion of said action will be even more irrelevant. I'd be glad if something changed my opinion of the community's quality as a whole. Enduring your "I told you so" would be worth a welcome trade.

I also adore how I'm given shit for being sad at people not understanding and thus adopting my position given that in my opinion the only thing I would gain if people did, would be the satisfaction of helping others.

Put that in perspective. I'm hated for being sad at the fact that people are rejecting a way to maximize both the quality and quantity of life.

That fact is why no hater will ever get under my skin.

At most they could conclusively prove me wrong about something at which point I would gladly adapt, since my goal here despite popular misconception is not to defend what I am, but to grow. And that means change.

Having said that, if I appear rigid and unthinking to you, please consider that while I do indeed want to change, maybe I just don't want to change into what you would like.

The one thing all my haters have in common is the in ability to seriously consider the possibility of me being correct.

They are so sure of that not being the case, it is so obvious to them, that they never make any real effort to prove it. Not a single point.

And after two solid years of writing at least three hours a day, its not for a lack of claims.

The reason for that is simply not even contemplated by my haters. I can say that without equivocation because those former haters who had done so, and engaged me in rational debate, typically taught me something while learning something and made a friend.

But I'm sure saying that I like making friends rather than something manly and violent about enemies makes me a loser or something.

*shrugs*

Prostitution, and Taco Bell

A friend of mine inspired an explanation that I'd like to make public.

"I'm not ready to throw away romantic notions of a perfect companion."

Me either, I just know it can't be human. Humans can not act selflessly. It's like asking a wasp to be non-violent. It's a genetic impossibility. Selfish gene, breeds a selfish organism.

I want a mate that wants me happy first and foremost. We all do, as is evidenced by all the absurd claims of selfless love made in romantic comedies, shows, dramas, and songs, but if that were really the case, why would monogamy exist?

Because its a lie meant to assuage insecurity. They want you to think they're selfless for you, but if they really were they'd share you at times. From the male perspective an example is easy to find.

Picture this.

Couple in bed, guy wants sex, girl does not. Now normally the guy just has to jerk off or go without. I envision a world where the guy says, “Well, I'm going down to the love hotel, cool? (I love the Japanese) and the girl is like, “Right on just be quiet when you come back I gotta get up early.”

In the future his option instead of the hotel will be his sex bot.

Now before you think that's outlandish, here's a similar situation with a different animal need.

Same couple in bed, guy wants food, girl doesn't feel like cooking. Now the guy has to get food himself or go without. We live in a world where the guy's like, “Well, I'm going down to the Taco Bell, cool? (I love beef and potato burritos, no red sauce, grilled) and the girl is like, “Right on just be quiet when you come back I gotta get up early.”

Now don't tell me monogamy is about avoiding contagion, because eating out is just the same. Regulate it if you must, make it safe, sure, but saying prostitution should be illegal because it spreads disease is the same as saying eating out should be illegal because of e-coli and salmonella.

Now I am sure there are female equivalents. I won't speak to them because I'm not female.

But honestly, making it so you can only have sex with one person or you don't 'love' them is as stupid as saying you can only eat one person's cooking, and making a sandwich for yourself means you're a loser. Sex is hunger without the need for other life forms. Defending monogamy by saying you won't die from lack of sex, is like saying “Well a person can live on rice water and vitamins, so lets make all other kinds of food illegal.”

It's not about living, its about the enjoyment of life. It's about the freedom to choose what love is, and how to seek it. It's about Freedom. And no argument to my mind attacking freedom can stand in this context.

Nude Photography is not Art

Sorry for some nude stumbles i have been stumbling this week, actually i like it as an ART.

I recently fished this gem off a Stumbleupon page of a person with like 600 fans claiming to be a single woman from England. Naturally, her avatar photo looks like a 15 year old leaving for the mall.

Now I don't know this woman, never even spoke to her, or even read her blog other than her profile page, she may actually be what she claims to be, and may not be selling an image to promote various online enterprises, she may also be the most compassionate intelligent woman on the face of the earth. Though I must admit a measure of doubt.

But she's just the straw that broke the camel's back on a subject I've been meaning to speak about. I love a little hottie as much as the rest of you, in fact when I build my robot lover, I'll use photos lifted from 'nude art' blogs as a base for her construction I'm sure.

But I really need to make a point clear here about erotic photography claimed as art. The women may be attractive but you need to understand why. They are not beautiful like a sunset is beautiful. Consider, if it were nude 400 pound flabby hairy men?That's just as much a miracle of biology. Hell even more so. A healthy young woman doesn't inspire any question other than "How best could I sell my soul as her slave to acquire a millisecond of sexual service?" Flabby behemoths are far more interesting, you find yourself thinking "How does it even walk?"

Sex is not art.

I love hearing people try to say artsy things about nude photos. "Look how the light catches her smooth rounded breasts." That would so not work if the subject was a new york truck driver."Look how the light catches his lumpy asymmetrical frontbutt."

Sex is sex and there's nothing wrong with it. After all, I'm the guy that wants to deregulate prostitution, eliminate age limits in favor of a true maturity/inteligence based citizenship test, populate the world with thinking feeling, loving, AI driven or grown sex dolls, and annihilate all sex/relationship/marriage/love law beyond overt harm such as rape, privacy invasion, assault, etc. Flaunt it if ya got it I say, but don't try to make us fight over it. Because people get hurt that way. If you're gunna show off your cookies, be ready to share, or at least sell for a fair price.

Point is, I'm no prude. But confusing sex with art is dishonest. We live in a world that is grossly sexually oppressed. Sex has come to equal art because religion has made sex dirty, corporations have made sex costly, and government has made sex a crime, so we say that our porn is art to keep our girlfriends, wallets, and freedom.

It's REALLY pissing me off.

We say beautiful when we mean fuckable. We say fresh when we mean fuckable. We say adorable when we mean fuckable. And we say Art when we mean porn. Along with all the other advertising and lyrical euphemisms for sex and sexual service. There's virtually no compliment you can pay a girl these days that can't be easily translated or doubled into some sex reference. And calling porn art does not bloody well help. Now don't get me wrong, there are forms of erotic art, The Story of O, I bow before that books greatness for example, but paying a hottie to squirm on the hood of a 300k$ car is not it.

99.99999999999999999% of erotic photographers are closet Johns. (and Janes?)

Bullshit Photographer: “I'm not paying for a sexual favor, I'm making ART, yea thats it, ART. Now here Britney, grip this riding crop in your teeth, squish your tits together, arch your back, and crawl for me.”

Every popular musician has turned into a strip tease artist, singing what amount to one way phone sex into cd's and selling it. I didn't choose the name Britney by chance. Everyone loves a school girl in a short skirt asking “Hit me baby one more time.” Come on, a whole generation of people wanted to pretend they had a spanking fetish like me for 30 seconds when they first saw that video. Girls to, because they saw the effect it was havering on the guys. “You mean I can sport a plaid mini skirt, white panties, with little girl pigtails, and get whatever I want from half the population? Where do I sign up?”

Ticketmaster and Tower Records apparently. And now fucking Stumbleupon as well.

If I had the money I would hire a professional photographer to do nudes of myself styled after each and every one of these so called art pages, white are always full of black and white child like nude models or shaven muscle bound metrosexuals, and see how many people still call it art when it's my flat hairy behind pressed up against the windshield.

Art is something you create, something from your mind and hands. Good photography is an art because of what it takes to get that shot and set construction timing etc. Nude photography is not art. Any funded jack ass can pay a hottie to strip somewhere and squirm around on something while he takes 10,000 photos and pick out the one where she stopped looking like a pill head with ruined dreams of nursing long enough for the shutter to click.

I see living barbie girl #345,836,385 squirming in the sand in front of a beautiful sunset, and I think, I wish that greedy vapid bitch would go get a job that involves actual work and move so I can see that sunset better. And I wish that asshole with the money for a 12mp camera and a trip to Tahiti would take pictures of something without breasts that I can make my back ground without turning my computer into the equivalent of a sticky centerfold scotch taped to the wall in a 15 year old's closet.

Any of my regular readers notice my complete lack of compunction with regard to the personal and subjective tone of this piece? That right. Expect more of this because like is said before.

I'm fucking done.

Know Thyself

A friend of mine started a great little discussion and gave me permission to repost it. So here it is! I've grammar checked her, so any mistakes are mine, not hers.

At the risk of getting in over my head - I've read your debates on your blog - but I completely do not agree with 'You don't know yourself as well as those outside you can know you.' how is that possible?

Awww, what a sweet thing to say.

This one is easy. What I meant is that perfect introspection is a doomed process, or put another way as the truism says, knowing yourself is the hardest thing a person can do.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=fjbWr3ODbAo

He explains it better than I, but just so you don't accuse me of copping out I'll give it a stab.

You can't know your mind because you are infinity bias, and you're infinitely close to the problem.

I think you can know your own mind better than anyone else and that is it possible to have unbiased introspection. sure you probably can't have it all the time but I think it's possible to have moments. why else do people change aspects of themselves that they don't like or seek to better themselves? I know you'll probably say it's because of societal pressures or something like that and maybe I'm way too naive but I do believe that I know myself better than anyone else. mostly because I live here inside my own head.

what about Buddhism and enlightenment? the way to nirvana is through perfect self-knowledge. I seriously do not want to get into a debate with you - mostly because you'll kick my arse. I'm really curious about what you think

"sure you probably can't have it all the time but I think it's possible to have moments."

But that's the perennial question isn't it. How do you know those moments when they come, from delusion? The only way you actually can know is through evidence, and for evidence you need a control group or some objective reference and since your mind and perspective are unique and infinitely subjective, that will be a tough find. Without evidence your opinion becomes faith, or philosophy, which is fine, but you also surrender any right to say "I'm objectively correct."

It's like rolling dice and guessing what comes up, sure you're gunna be right sometimes, but knowing when isn't possible, unless you're psychic of course, at which point knowing would merely be a different way of seeing and thus wouldn't be a guess at all.

"why else do people change aspects of themselves that they don't like or seek to better themselves?"

As you predicted, I say largely because of the information they glean from others' reactions to them. However. How much of that self knowledge is truly self derived? We spend our lives surrounded by other people. That said, just because you have accurate self data, does not mean it originated with you. Perhaps someone told you something about yourself and you just later found it to be true via exterior evidence.

Or of course maybe its not true at all and you're laboring under a false assumption in the first place, that something about you needs to be changed. Just because you think you should do something doesn't mean you actually should, even with regard to your own goals.

The question is how do you know? And the answer is always outside yourself. And before you ask, how I know is by logic and inference. In much the same way as I may not know what the 60 billionth digit of pie is, but I know it's a positive number between 0 and 9.

"what about Buddhism and enlightenment? the way to nirvana is through perfect self-knowledge."

Much like people misunderstand the light speed barrier, people misunderstand what is meant there by "self knowledge". Consider, Buddhism also teaches us that all things are one, and thus what we call the outside (outside of our body, not outside the universe) is merely a part of a greater singularity. In that context yes one could have perfect self knowledge without the aid of an "outside", but only because from a Buddhist perspective outside is inside, or put another way there is no "outside".

Thank you for your time and simulation :)

What about those moments when you realize that something you're doing or have been doing for a long time just doesn't 'feel' right anymore? is that feeling influenced by the 'outside' world or by others' input? You seem to understand a lot more about Buddhism than do most western people I know. That makes me happy

Only in so far as their reactions to you influence your perception of yourself. My intention is not to invalidate anyone's emotions. What you feel is genuine, but it also does not exist independent of the world. Relationship is by definition mutual impact, but granted that impact can have wide variety in terms of degree. Analogy: The nail also effects the hammer.

"You seem to understand a lot more about Buddhism than do most western people I know. that makes me happy"

Heheh you'll love this.

http://innomen.blogspot.com/2008/04/American-buddha.html

The End.