Ewige Blumenkraft!

I’ve created a new category for this blog titled “Adventures in Anarchy”. The name isn’t particularly important, but I plan to use this category as a placeholder for my philosophical, theological, technological, or just plain nonsensical links, rants, and drunken musings.

As most people close to me know, I’m a huge fan of the late anarchist, writer and occasional time traveler Robert Anton Wilson whose life and works are the true inspiration for today’s posting. I’m going to kick off this blog with a bit of musing over what I see as his most compelling philosophy.

Nothing “is”

RAW strongly believed that we can never know truth, but only our own perception of truth. He understood that all human comprehension is filtered through prejudice, fear, hate, love, and paranoia (“reality tunnels”) and that anything we experience will be naturally masked by those ancient primate emotions. RAW believed that the most dangerous concept is certainty, because it shuts minds off from alternate views, manufacturing ignorance which, in turn, commonly leads to war, misunderstanding and injustice.

I’ll leave you with some of my favorite RAW quotes:

“Nobody sees the obvious, nobody observes the ordinary. There are more miracles in a square yard of earth than in all the fables of the Church.”

“Belief is the death of intelligence.”

“It only takes 20 years for a liberal to become a conservative without changing a single idea.”

“Certitude is seized by some minds, not because there is any philosophical justification for it, but because such minds have an emotional need for certitude.”

“Animals outline their territories with their excretions, humans outline their territories by ink excretions on paper.”

“The function of Theology? The recitation of the incomprehensible by the unspeakable to pick the pockets of the unthinking.”

“I used to be an atheist, until I realized I had nothing to shout during blow jobs. “Oh Random Chance! Oh Random Chance!” just doesn’t cut it!.”

“I just preach that we’d all think and act more sanely if we had to use “maybe” a lot more often. Can you imagine a world with Jerry Falwell hollering “Maybe Jesus ‘was’ the son of God and maybe he hates Gay people as much as I do” — or every tower in Islam resounding with “There ‘is’ no God except maybe Allah and maybe Mohammed is his prophet”?”

“Reversing a sentimental error of the ’60s, the new anti-war slogan should be MAKE ASSASSINATIONS, NOT WARS. And, best of all, if this idea catches on internationally we can expect at least 50 contracts on George Bush the first week.”

“The Snafu law holds that, the greater your power to punish, the less factual feedback you will receive. If you can fire people for telling you what you don’t want to hear, you will only hear what you want. This law seems to apply to all authoritarian contraptions, especially governments and corporations. Concretely, I suspect [Bush] knows factually less about the world than any dogcatcher in Biloxi.”

“You are precisely as big as what you love and precisely as small as what you allow to annoy you.”

“You know, I have found a new way to get high and stay spaced out for hours on end, and the government can’t stop me… It’s called senility.”

“I think I got off on the wrong planet. Beam me up Scotty, there’s no rational life here.”

Personal rants as well as book exerpts are available on his website. Additionally he authored portions of the Principia Discordia.

R.I.P.