Sep. 24th, 2000

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Money,
dollars,
cash,
greenbacks,
whatever the name,
it is all worthless.

Money is all virtual, a never ending process by which we move zeros from one column to another, one ledger sheet to another.

We are a pathetic and sick society which has lost any connection between production and value.

A hundred dollar bill has no inherent value.

It is our collective necessity, our overall agreement that gives it value.

I am superior to the vast majority of the inhabitants of this world, the collective stench of their weakness revolts me.

Am I superior because I make more money... No...

Our society values individuals based on their balance sheet.

I make more money because I am superior,
I am not superior because I make more money.

If we had other values, then it would be to those values which I would excel.

Why then, am I so sure I am superior?

Is it because of genetics?

No, though I hold the opinion that I am of superior genetic construction.

Some of the most pathetic revolting wastes of human flesh,
which I have had the misfortune to know,
have superior breeding and genetics.

I am superior for no intrinsic, immutable reason.

Superiority is based upon one thing,
and one thing alone.

Action.

I act, therefore I am superior.

I make choices, and make sacrifices to forward my own goals.

I do not sit a home watching television,
lamenting that my boss wont give me a raise,
or that I can not afford some trivial material item,
which seems beyond my resources..

People are pathetic.

What is worth more to you?

Is time with your family worth more than the new car?
Are you willing to have less things,
To have more time with those you love?

Can you make the decision between your immediate wants, and your long term interests?

You can have anything that is important enough to you.

You just have to choose,
What it is that you wish to focus on?
What is it that you really want?

Our entire world has been commodified, merchandised and put on the auction block.

The only thing that changes is the price.

People, things, even emotions can be bought, sold, traded, extorted and stolen.

The only question is....

Are you willing to pay the price?
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People are going further and further to get their jollies and quite frankly I don't think it will be long before we see bloodsport.

What am I rambling about this time?

I went to see a movie tonight, no this isn't going to be a Hollywood media rant..

I saw Xmen, it was good and sucked at the same time, but all in all about what I needed for the evening.

anyway, in the lobby of the theater, there is a usual assortment of video games.

tonight I saw something new...

It is an Adam's Family themed game, although I use the term lightly.

I saw it from a distance and its configuration puzzled me so I went for a closer look.

It had a series of lights going up each side, and at the top was uncle fester with a light bulb in his mouth.

There were no controls to speak of, no real action to the game.

Two metal handles and a three difficulty setting buttons were all there was.

As I looked over this strange contraption, I discovered it purpose.

Apparently, the idea was that an individual would grab a hold of the two metal handles.

The game would then subject said individual to ever increasing amounts of electric shock.

The object for the contestant being to hold on all the way to 3,000 volts
at which point the light bulb would light, and they would be declared the victor.

On the way into the movie,
when I spotted this,
I was amused,
but apparently gave to much credit to my fellow human beings in
assuming it would not be a long lasting entrant to the arcade world.

My dear friends, I was sorely mistaken.

After the movie
I was waiting for my companion to use the facilities
(women always do take forever)
I got to observe a group of youngsters
playing, if such a word can be used, this game.

At which point I realized the overall brilliance of such a device.

People pay you a dollar, to shock them.

I can not wait to see this trend develop.

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