Thursday, February 17, 2011

pk Online

I had five domains, several blogs, thousands of essays and other text files, thousands of images on line. The fed destroyed all that, all but destroyed me.

I can't afford to repost, so I've been recreating some classic pk modules at blogs.

Here's what I'm going to do now: get all my files into a blog, sorting by blog specialty.
Then, reorder, as logically as I can, so visitors can browse by Knatz.com type categories: Teaching / or Personal /

I'm going to stop explaining all this every time I mount a new post.
Then I'm going to my five destroyed domains back up, restoring the original logic, improving on the original logic.

FBI

G-men. I remember when I was a kid. WWII. GIs. Government issue. Everything G was supposed to be good. TV and radio were filled with shows about Government Men protecting us from the likes of Al Capone.

Actually, I learned at Columbia College, the Feeb's main budget had always been to interfere with anarchists, to use any kind of dirty trick to make people know that freedom of speech means that their bread is buttered by compliance (and that the G has weapons, no conscience, and will use them!)

It ain't easy. Americans have always had an anarchist streak. Hell, even English royalists found an anarchist streak when confronted with a stream of James, Charles, Cromwell. Nevertheless: that's what the feebs do. That's what they were always intended to do. But that is not what the public has been programmed to believe. Even while the Feebs were arresting me, setting me up for federal censorship, I don't doubt that they, and the assisting sheriff's men, believed that they were acting for good: against an enemy of society.

Well, depending on what you mean by society, I am an enemy: or, among its staunchest supporters.

If Pilat means "the Roman empire" by "society," then Pilat should comfortably see that Herod and Caiaphas are right: Jesus was an enemy of society. (God is an enemy of society. ...)

Even before the FBI arrested me, jailed me, seized my computers, sluiced me into a kangaroo trial, censorship, and the fed destruction of my business, all because I complained about being defrauded in a way that almost got heard, I could barely keep up with the variety of testimonies I had to make against my society and its institutions. But somehow I missed making this basic point online: the FBI's initiating budget was not to fight crime, it was to sabotage the possibility of theorists against government getting heard.

Hey, look how well they've succeeded! And the public is as stupid as the feebs: they think they're freely thinking, freely expressing themselves, they think they have access to reliable information ... Actually their dick might as well be sewn into their mouths.

Stalking Horse

The German people used Hitler to invade Poland, to persecute queers, dissidents, Jews. The German people used Hitler, democratically elected him, so that he could handle the details of their nation, their collective, their society's misdeeds. The German people used Hitler to do their dirty work in such a way that they would not know, not be responsible for, murdering Jews, stealing their pianos, their homes, stealing the gold in their teeth. Hell, any Christian is entitled to steal anything from any Jew, isn't he? Isn't it really a kind of obligation?

The German people used Hitler the way girls seduce guys: by not knowing they're doing it! Ignorance is innocence.

The German people used Hitler the way Americans used Washington: to steal anything from anybody: the forest from the soil, the land from the natives, gold from the Lakota, from John Sutter ...

The German people used Hitler the way Americans use Congress, and MIT ... to steal cybernetic networking, cybernetic record keeping from Ivan Illich and Paul Knatz: without paying royalties, without giving credit.

Americans used Washington, and Lincoln, and Reagan ... the way they use the school board: so that no one will know where anything really comes from, except in the version the school board wants them to believe. The school board falsifies information the way the Bible scribes falsified scripture.

Individuals are responsible for their behavior: groups use a stalking horse: so that their left hand knoweth not what their right hand doeth, and visa versa.

Americans used MIT, and Al Gore, to steal from pk so that when God says to them at Judgment, "How come you didn't support my servant Ivan, my servant pk, sent to help you," all the people of the world can say, and mean it, "We didn't know, The Times didn't tell us, the school misinformed us ..."

I didn't put that in my pocket, Hitler put it there.


It isn't our fault.

And then what will God say? I don't think he'll have to say anything. It's what he'll do that I look forward to seeing: long after my death I don't doubt, but still ...

Monday, February 14, 2011

"Fair" Trial

Fair Trial doesn't mean an examination open to truth; it means, in a kleptocracy, that the judge wears a black robe (like any good illusionist), it means that the kleptocrats make the decisions. The whole point is to justify the Germans in Poland, the US in Lakota territory, the US taking, and keeping, Sutter's gold ...

Kleptocrats talk about fair trials. In his Celt vs Saxon novels Bernard Cornwell has King Alfred talk compulsively about "fair trials": capture the invading Dane, give him a fair trial, and execute him. In other words, trials are rituals. ordeals; "fair" is a meaningless adjectival appendage.

When Shakespeare talked about "fair" he typically meant appealing to look at, fair skinned, blond, light complected: sort of what Hitler meant by "Aryan." But I think the law intends to evoke feelings of objectivity, even-handedness, openness to facts, to truth ... Nobility, justice ...

When the FBI arrested me, the judge, after five months of my incarceration, me suffering freezing and myriad other torments, was punctilious about fairness from his bench. From day three I had been provided with an attorney. Over those five months my attorney made it clear that he understood major parts of what I regarded as the essentials of my situation. I am the deschooler; I'd offered cybernetic record keeping and cybernetic social networking as a potential substitute, improvement over, the school system. School is compulsory, my system was designed to be open: School is expensive, my system was designed to be cheap. School makes knowledge scarce, mine would permit knowledge to spread, cheaply, openly, without artificial constraint. ... I invented this "internet" "because" no school I had ever attended, public, Columbia, NYU, had ever understood the essence of what I tried to tell them. (And no school I had ever attended had ever understood that it hadn't understood what I tried to tell them.) (The schools seemed to believe that the state giving them license to license magically made them competent to license!) I wanted an open forum to speak from: if the public itself didn't understand me, then I'd done all I could: I could rest easy with God, I'd done what he'd asked, I'd done what I'd promised: I wasn't' responsible for the result where failure is the result of stupidity of close mindedness on the part of the audience. Jesus offered an opportunity for salvation: the salvation wasn't guaranteed. The human has to meet God at least part way. We should both crucify divine messengers and expect to be forgiven: not when we keep the crucifixions active.

The schools seemed to believe
that the state giving them license to license
magically made them competent to license!

Did Jesus get a fair trial from the Romans? from the Temple? from the Jewish state? Fair meaning just? Truthful? Open to fact? Not deaf to testimony?

My public defender understood the essence of all that. He saw that it was true that I'd been inspired by God, that I had invented the internet and that the invention was inspired: I wasn't claiming to have been able to think of it myself. I was inspired by a chain of inspirations: by God, by Jesus ... by this and that saint, this and that genius ... by Ivan Illich (and by Bucky Fuller, and so forth). My public defender also made it clear to me that he would make no effort to communicate any of these truths to the court: and, that if I tried, the court would make it go very hard on me. The good citizens of Palm Beach country could be relied on to provide twelve angry kleptocrats, indignant and vengeful at a truth teller. "I may burn in hell for this forever," quoth Dave Lee Brannen, Esq.

See? By fair trial I mean what I think Jesus would mean; the law school graduates, the bar members, mean what King Alfred meant.

King Alfred was king to the tribe in the British Isles who had been there for a while. His ancestors had colonized, invaded, prior to other contemporary invaders. Any people his people had displaced were gone, their traces evaporated. Alfred was determined to repel newer invaders: the Saxons, the Danes. The Normans hadn't arrived yet: but they would, in 1066.

Or was Alfred a Saxon, ploughing aside the Celts? The point is the same: they're all kleptocrats. And the first humans to arrive had pushed aside the forest, the game ... the quail, the hedgehog ...

It's simple. I want man to live simply. Deforesting, polluting, burning candles at every end, I don't want us to live.

I don't believe that we will live. To me Christ represents reasonable hope for long life: sustainable life. To me God is not magic for our side, but truth, the essence of truth. Science! What we need science, not the Bible, to try to fathom.

I believe in humble man, and a humble God. I do not believe in trials: especially not in trials with lies attached in advance: fair trial.



Knatz.com pointed out in more than one place that fair trial was an oxymoron: a paradox, a contradiction. Trial is a synonym of "ordeal": a group torturing an individual. Fair doesn't (by itself) mean that at all.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Salt Empire

Rome was one of a number of farming settlements. It had hills, a river. Its population grew, developed a political hierarchy. Whatever mischief they do Hitler, Mussolini can sometimes make the trains run on time. If you can beat off nomads, defend against raiders, grow a surplus, the next thing you know you have an olive oil trade. Rome prospered. Rome dominated.

And of course Rome, already populated, already over-populated, became even more over-populated. Continued expansion covers that problem: temporarily.

Enter the Caesars. Galia est omni divisa in partes tres. Julius said that, Gaius of the Julii, the original Caesar. Romans didn't just defend their seven hills, they didn't just defend their country; they conquered your country, and then defended that: your country: as theirs!

Gaul ("Galia") referred to western Europe. There was no France, there was no Germany: there were peoples, filling their slots, then over-populating, expanding, getting beaten back: by geography, by climate ... by other peoples, by other ways of life.

Traipsing around Galia the Romans found prospering salt mines. Cavemen can live without salt mines; civilizations cannot. A little salt is good for lots of things; but an army can't travel, can't become (or remain) a standing army, without food preservation (and transport): salt. With enough salt you can feed old fish, old meat, old veggies to the chattel: especially to the troops. The bad food eaters will dominate the fresh food eaters. The over-populators will crush the groups who were living sustainably: take everything they have from them.

The salt mines the Romans "discovered" (as in Columbus discovered America) were run by the Celts. The Romans weren't good at inventing things; they excelled at stealing things from the inventors, from the developers, and then administering them. In Schindler's List the Nazis kill the Jew for giving them good advice, then follow her advice! (But the Nazis will be forever unable to invent the good advice in the first place!)
(How long will humans think they can murder the god and still have more golden egg?)

The poor Celts. They were beautiful, inventive, fertile ... They'd spread across western Europe, east and west. Till Rome, from the south, stomped on them. (And then Saxons, then Danes, then Normans stomped on them further, squeezing their remnants into Wales, into Scotland, Ireland, and corners of "France."

After the Caesars it was Romans who taught salt mining to the stomped-upon Celts.

But you know, contemporary history is no different: in too damn many essentials. I offered cybernetic data basing, community networking, in 1970, as a tool for the people to seize and use against coercive government. But the already stomped (and over-stomped) people sat with their thumb in their ass, waiting for the state to force them to feed themselves, to defend themselves, to learn to read, to go to work. Eventually, slowly, the fed saw the power of my tool. So they merely appropriated it: running it themselves.

(Me they knocked over, put me in jail.)
The Nazi saw the Jew invent a shiv. The Nazi takes the shiv. The Nazis use the shivs against the inventors. The enslavers steal the liberators' tools: and say nothing of the theft.

Stupid damn people think the government "gave" them the internet!


States are thieves. Oh, they invent: bombs, rifles, nukes ... Under the false banner of order they then order the inventors around.

Gaia birthed us. We showed some potential (as well as beaucoup embarrassing traits). If moma can't birth better babies she ought to bash baby's head against a rock.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Law

The law must mix purposes, shift ground, make adjustments.

At all times keep in mind this question: Whom does the law serve?

Is the law for the convenience of an owner of the herd (of humans)? Or can justification for law only be found in protecting the herd from the rulers?

The problem for rulers of how to get the people to agitate against their own interests has been found admirably in the US: especially since the Civil War, since WW I, since the Depression ...

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Gift from God

God sent us Jesus, according to Christianity: because God loved us, wanted to save us.

The gospels don't tell that Jews (or Romans) asked for Jesus; the emphasis is that God decided to send Jesus. A gift, voluntary, from the divine: human desire is not reported as being involved, human deserving is specifically denied: original sin.

Van Gogh decided to paint, according to the biographies, and biopics. No one encouraged him, he did it anyway. Van Goth enslaved himself and his brother to his enterprise. Van Gogh died without anybody but his shrink hanging a single painting of his. His brother kept track of them, now they auction for dozens of millions of dollars. In my youth you could look at van Goghs for free at the Met in NY. You could see more at MOMA for less than a dollar entrance fee: and see a buncha Picassos, Matisses, Calders at the same time. Now we see them in movies, online, in magazines: van Gogh vision everywhere: without a penny traceable to van Gogh.

But music was my thing: in youth, and now. I loved Bach. And I loved Louis Armstrong. I knew nothing nor cared about Bach's finances. I knew Satchmo had been poor as a kid: black orphan kid, went without saying. As I grew up I knew that Muddy Waters made a living, up in Chicago; but not an obscene living, not like Bing Crosby or Perry Como. And I knew of other great blues men and great jazz men who didn't have carfare to coat us with their genius: while we paused, and squeezed our pennies, then showered them on second third and occasionally first rate white imitators: Paul Whiteman, Elvis.

Jesus accepted being tortured to death in order to offer us immortality.

Van Gogh tortured himself to death in order to give us dynamic color, vibrant composition, a souped up vision.
billiards table, bright lanterns

And we never gave him a penny he could spend.

I just learned about Wagner. I'd heard Wagner was a son of a bitch, an inveterate borrower. He lived his adult life in luxury, way beyond his earnings as an opera man. Now I know that Wagner had no car fare even when his early operas were playing to packed houses. If the opera house paid the composer for a short run, then the opera house had the right to repeat the opera for any number of runs without owing an additional penny to the composer!

Fellini got money from Dino De Laurentiis to make his great movies of the 1950s: was any movie greater than La Strada ever made? at any budget? But Fellini always wound up spending more of the De Laurentiis capital than contracted for: so Fellini had to hock his share of the profits in order to make the movie as great as it is. De Laurentiis earned the monetary profit: Fellini impoverished himself for our nourishment.

What right do we have to glibly accept's God's gift of Jesus?
What right do we have to look at a van Gogh without immediately finding a starving artist and buying him dinner? How dare a movie studio quote Siegfried's brooding themes without immediately underwriting ... who?

That's the trouble: we never know who our contemporary Jesuses are. Oh, we give zillions to claimants; but how reliably does our abundance ever find its way to the major genius? to Abelard? when he most needs it?

Basquiat went from living in a cardboard box to being called "Maestro" in the most expensive restaurants. Mick Jagger and Paul McCartner have talent, have done good work, but they're been paid obscenely. How about some of Muddy's sidemen? Did James Cotton have his mortage paid? How about the multitude of harmonica men he learned from? We don't know their names! Though we do know that many a mortgage wasn't paid.

Study pk. Even if you despise everyone of my innovations, you can easily see that my mortgage wasn't paid. I never had a house to have a mortage. I did without family, without cars. So I could offer you what I offered: a comprehensive reading of Shakespeare's sonnets in relation to Western theo-cosmology ... science fiction stories that emphasized the basic themes of life: entropy / negentropy, communication / non-communication, redemption / damnation ... I offered the world a low-cost internet, cybernetic librarianship, social networking ... in 1970, as an alternative to coercion, to fraudulent institutions ...

What's the public going to do when God goes over our accounts at Judgment. What will you do when God shows what benefited you, what harmed you, and what you paid for?

It isn't just that van Gogh didn't get paid for his genius. Jesus didn't just get scourged, then crucified: he got dissed! Once the Romans arrested him, then every gutter girl could throw a turd at him. Once Wagner is evicted, while his operas are performing all around, every syphlytic whore can spit on him as he slumps in the gutter.

Enjoy what you've stolen from Crazy Horse, from Sutter, from slaves, from falsely arrested labor gangs ... from Jesus, Ivan Illich ... from pk while you can. Elbow me in the balls, no one will protest on my behalf, and if I protest, the elbowers can just have me put back in jail. Just pray that no other world follows. Pray the Nazis remain in power till every last drop of oil is wasted.

Pray that sentience remains stuck, that evolution will not shift from reverse.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Revisionist Authority

Propaganda for the Doomed

Where do we get off claiming "law and order" while standing on stolen territory? spouting stolen ideas?

In college I complained to a friend of my frustration in trying to drive across town, midday, through the garment district. Offering solutions didn't seem to be too difficult to me, my intelligence being greater than average (and my practicality being simultaneously (and relatedly) somewhat below average). "They can't," Anton insisted. "If they paused to fix anything, they'd be out of business."

To me is seemed then, and still seems now, that unless we pause to improve things, we won't have any business to be in.

Could the difference between my view and others' view be honest? I don't think so. On this issue I believe we're either Damned or Saved: with the preponderance, too late, mired on the side of the Damned: the would-be-Saved held helpless.

I complain about kleptocracy. My son says, "Nothing can be done about it." My son knows that he was kidnapped from me when he was five. He knows that I say it was to prevent my having any say in his schooling, me being the deschooler: having offered cybernetic librarianship, digital data bases (not government regulated), social networking (not government regulated), as a solution to kleptocracy – in which all kleptocrats admit that, under the circumstances, no one legitiamately owns anything! We'd have to find an honest zero and start over for property to become a legitimate concept. My son, the kidnapped, who to this day won't listen to what I say without having already dismissed my critiques by misstating them, says dismissively, "Nothing can be done about it."

Surely not: not if you jump on the guy with solutions and hold him helpless!

OK. The US sent Custer. Crazy Horse and his Lakota beat Custer's army. The US sent more armies, jailed Crazy Horse. Now we all sit in school, under compulsion, the state having stolen my internet – to pervert it, to be in charge, to regulate what it doesn't understand and didn't invent, tells the captive children, the captive trainee-executives, the lawyers-, the teachers-, the doctors-in-waiting, that we're a free society, a society of laws. It's all lies, but if you want to catch income from the managed markets, you'll go along with the lies. In a terrarium, only the artificial survives.

What about Crazy Horse? Should he agree, while in jail?

What about those who'd like less traffic in the garment district? Sorry. The kleptocracy keeps no records of what people said, only which records the kleptocracy's executives-in-effect choose to preserve.

Notice: the New Testament was written decades after the Crucifixion. University, media, government records of the internet omit key elements of the history: Ivan Illich, me ... Jesus.

In 1959 no one in the city government, no one in the garment district hear a single one of my ideas for improved order. And no library corrects them.

Without an abundance of fossils, and honest scientists, not regulated by kleptocrats, by bureaucrats, to interpret them, we'll never know what really happened: about anything.

Every one knows that gold was found at Sutter's Mill. Not one in a million realize that the mill and the gold was Sutter's! It's ignorance that allows us to think it's ours. If the US can last another decade or two, there will be no memory left of Crazy Horse. Or: it will be all revisionist memory. Propaganda for the doomed.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Law and Order

Law and Order: synonym for state terror