Saturday, June 03, 2006

People are women 2: Adventures in logic pt.2

The matrix teaches us that there is no spoon. Maybe the rabbit hole goes deeper: maybe there's no binary.

On/off, black/white, rich/poor, male/female, gay/straight... maybe these concepts aren't as distinct from each other as we have been made to believe. Maybe there's part of Off that bleeds over into On, and so forth.

Sure we need binary to run computers, but here in the real world (are you with me Bloggers!) life isn't run by 1s and 0s. When it comes down to it people aren't algebraic: there is not x and y (except with chromosomes, but what bearing do they have?).

It has already been proven by Xeno that you can't touch any objects or reach any destination, and this due to the one-ness and connection of the universe. It has already been strongly defended by Augustine that death is actually seperation. And Hitler was driven to anthropological experiments aimed at distinguishing races by his evil Satanic uncle Rasputin. What does this teach us? Difference is bad.

According to my recent data, continuums are ok though. For Xeno can say: "It's cool, I'll be able to touch the door because I move through the magnificent continuum of stuff."

Ok, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking: "If there's no discernable difference between anything, then what ground do I have to stand on when arguing with the car dealership about getting my new Scion in red instead of pink?" I say, it's cuz there are some times that you can draw lines on the continuum and decide not to cross them.

Having solved that problem; here's the point. There is no spoon. Spoon is an established point in the utinsel continuum. There is no gay: there is only variation on the sexuality continuum, with Anne Heche sitting about in the middle.

Don't be ignorant, see things in their context. Be real and reject your binary ignoramia. Be understanding and realize there is no difference. In todays intolerant world, it will make all the difference.

2 Comments:

At 5:58 AM, Blogger Naomi said...

Testostercone. COME ON.

About 10% of me is chucking somewhere deep, deep on the inside. The other 90% is tempted to march right over to your house, tie you up, and lecture you on the Kinsey scale until your ears bleed. But since you're a psychologist-to-be, I do presume you already know all about Kinsey and are merely conducting an advanced experiment in how to cause immediate and excruciating psychosomatic headaches.

Of course, I also know that you possess the knowledge of how to alleviate such headaches. I've found a killer recipe for white chocolate martinis, and I'm hoping y'all can find some free time to help me out with that Grey Goose. Keep me posted.

 
At 12:47 AM, Blogger Parthinades Quandri said...

Xeno? Continuums? I am surprised to see such rabid hyper-conservatism here.

 

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