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Saturday, December 01, 2001

[Warning: the following post contains vitriol, swearing and academic, philosophical drivel. It's not too late to turn away.]

Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the gene pool, the Illuminati show up. Not The, just the. They're not really anyone special, they just like to think they are. (Or maybe that's just what they want you to think.)

In any case, I was only amused until I read Prime Directive #6, which states: "No human may hold a superior position unless he or she has obtained degrees in physics and biology. This is because those whom are educated in these fields, posses a higher understanding of reality, and thus posses an advanced/developed mind. Education breeds education and enlightenment."

Fucking bigoted rationalist narrow-minded wankers! Maybe - in fact, definitely - I'm influenced by having just studied at some length the breakdown of the positivist rationalist (ie: scientific) frame of reference as a workable model, but that's a load of tripe. Let's go through a couple of basic points here. One: the Enlightenment Project - science making the world so much better, solving all our problems and making the world into a utopia - fucked up. It created the machine gun, the nuclear bomb, anthrax, etc. The Scientific Dream is a nightmare. Two: Anyone possessing sufficiently advanced studies in Physics would know that objectivity and certainty don't count for diddly-shit in Quantum Physics. In which field there are eight (last time I looked) proven, certain statements of reality, and none of them agree with each other. Three: Oh, just read Nietzsche, you ignorant sods. Or rather, read about Nietzsche. I wouldn't want your heads to explode before you'd learned the point.

Just as a brief concluding, gleeful dance: Maybe if you looked outside your tiny, rationalist box you'd learn how to use English properly. Good fucking grief. The language in this and the rest of the 'Prime Directives' is sodding awful. Grammar is obviously of no use to the Master Bloody Race.

Finally: No human may, hmm? So aliens are exempt? (Yes indeed, there it is, down at #17.) What about carrots then? I have a very intelligent stuffed tiger.

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