8. I’m gonna eat this madeleine
The grandmother sees the child. The child is cheeky. The child has reserves for winter. The child can hardly walk. The child can hardly work. The child works, nevertheless. The child sorts. The grandmother comments. What is that ? That is a rag. A rag. The child mumbles, incoherently. A rag. The child gives the rag. The child is nothing; the grandmother is nothing. Antipodal activity remains. The child stumbles to the basket. The child sorts the laundry. What is that ? That is a blanket. A blanket. I had it nicely folded, thank you. The child can hardly work. The child will become a giant wound, eventually. Statistically speaking, the child will die in bed. The grandmother will become a giant wound. What is that ? That is nothing. Nothing at all. Here, let’s make a bracelet from it. You can’t make a braelet from nothing, supposedly. The child has poor coordination. Hardly any. In the desert, bodies are built for scarcity. In the desert, babies are built by margin bodies. In times of need, the child looks up to the grandmother for guidance. The child falls backwards. The grandmother sees the child. The child is Marjorie. Maybe. In the desert, Marjorie was a scarcily built body. Marjorie’s body was built for scarcity. In the desert, Marjorie made margins. Marjorie’s margins came in handy. Managing is from the hand. The hand that feeds you is also the hand that makes a bracelet from nothing. You are sitting on your reserves. Reserves are for emergencies. Falling is a kind of an emergency. In times of need, bodies built for scarcity move quite quickly. Reaction time is compressible by vigilance. Reaction time is around 1 second, for coordinated adults that is. Marjorie did not react before she went forever. Be sure of what you say : Marjorie was turned into a giant wound when she failed to react. Way back when, Marjorie already had reserves. Way back when, her grandmother made a bracelet from nothing, nothing at all. Beware of this promise. Surprise : the repressed returns. Believe what I say. Repression puts an end to the questions. Children ask too many questions. There are no stupid questions. Crumbs will devour us. Children will devour us. A pig ate a child’s face, in 1386. Pigs are like humans. 95% shared instructions. Pigs are our friends. Dogs are our friends. Pigs were everywhere, way back when. Pigs are dirty. Pigs are our friends. Don’t let a pig drag you into the mud. You’ll get dirty, and he’ll like it. Don’t let you kid fall in the mud. Don’t give your kid to a pig. Pigs are ruthless. Pigs are tortioners. Pigs are brutal executioners. Pigs are drunk, pigs are terrible lovers. Pigs kill people. Pigs eat faces. Pigs eat feces. Pigs are major-league freaks. Pigs shriek when their throats are slit. Pigs weep. Pigs grieve. Pigs are people too, you know. Pigs are our brothers and schwesters. Some guys don’t eat pigs. Some guys are like that, man. Guys that don’t eat pig think the pigs are dirty. They thing the pigs are like people. People are pigs. People have done some terrible things. Not better than certain pigs I know. A pig killed the prince of France in 1131. Before I go forever. Be sure of what you say. The words may come too easy. This is an old memory. Computers have memory. Computers are to remember. We write things down so we can forget them. Make room for new memories. The problem is not acquiring the data. The problem is seeing anything with it. The problem is separating the signal. Statistics stick. Life is statistics. Statistics turn noise into signal. This is crucial. Information is inside the noise. Information is signal. Communication means : separating the signal from the noise. The noise is the vehicle, if you will. The signal, the passenger. The noise has its own designs. Statistics do not, I repeat, do not separate the signal from the noise. Do not extract the passenger from the vehicle. I repeat. Echolalically speaking, repetition satiates and legitimizes. Makes legitimate. Legitimacy is an unknown quantity. Credit is a quality. Long chins provide currency. There is a study. The noise has its own designs. The medium is the message means : there is no message. There is no passenger. There is no signal. There is no information. There is no planet. That’s a different kind of a story. Statistics mean. Statistics make mean. Statistics means. To mean. Chant many times : I mean. You mean. We mean. This is meaning. Statistically speaking, the medium is the message. This means : there is more medium than there is message. The car is heavier than the passenger. Steel is heavier than skin. This means : among matter, manner is more likely. The medium is the manner. The vehicle is the manner. The noise is the manner. The manner by which the matter is delivered. The matter is the message. Statistics mean : what is will be, more than ever. Statistics mean : this is more likely. Manner is more likely than matter. Medium, more likely than message. Car than passenger. Noise from signal. There is more noise in the world than there is signal. The task for humans is : separating the signal from the noise. The noise is the carrier. No noise, no signal. Nevertheless, noise must be separated. Not discarded. Extracted. Order, threaded. Statistics means : noise is signal. Communication is noise.Noise to signal. Antipodal. Vehicles are the signal. Information is the passenger. Quantity is a meaning. Quantity is a quality. Quantity ensures equality. Equality ensures democracy. Democracy is an unknown quantity. Statistically speaking, there are people who are nothing in the world. Equality is good. Fascism is bad. Gini was a fascist. Gini is bad. Equality going down is good. Fascists going down is good. Equality going up is bad. Gini going up is bad. Gini is going down. Gini going down is good. Equality is going down. Fascist Gini is going down, meaning : equality is going up. Good. Give me your watch and I’ll tell you the time. Kropotkin became an anarchist among the Swiss watchmakers. What is that ? Nothing. Let’s make a bracelet from it. Statistics require quantity. Quantity is a quality. Computers are an unknown quantity. The dog days of august have often spelled trouble for the world economy. Parabolic, hours of analysis. Hours of analysis yield a diagnosis. The diagnosis breaks up into troubles. People break up into troubles. There are people who are made of troubles. Statistics spell equality. You can be a subject, if you are lucky. Surprisingly, forgotten things are remembered. Big things are coming. Anachronistically speaking, historians are often guilty. Democracy is an unknown quantity. Blood is the essence of the law. Historians are an unknown quantity. German blood makes German law. German law makes democracy. The community of the people is the people who rule. There are people who are nothing in a democracy. These are sterilized. Dogs get cancer. Smaller dogs die later. Dogs often get sterilized. There are 24 hours in a day, and fewer in a business day. The person who lives infinitely fast lives forever. The dog days of august are the summer. Summer is beloved, not universally. Sumer was the first civilization in history. History is written by people who think the summer will never end. Marjorie’s madeleine is a bracelet made of nothing. Give me your watch and I’ll tell you the time. The Jetsons live in a loop. The Flintstonses live in a loop. The Jetsons and the Flintsones will never die. Enough with this : let’s learn together. Recap : Marjorie was born in 1974 in Darwin. Darwin was devastated by the cyclone Tracy in 1974. Darwin was founded by a sailor who knew the real Darwin. Darwin didn’t go to Darwin. Darwin’s legacy : disfigured. Marjorie became a giant wound when her car crashed into another going 80 kilometers per hour. Marjorie was drunk, did not react. Old drunkards outnumber old doctors. Marjorie had been on the lawn in 1984, when Grégory was turned into a giant wound in France, eating pups and cheese, when her brother (she had several) cut his hand doing something stupid. Marjorie went inside to pour some water. Marjorie was a mother. Born mother. Some people are born to be mothers. Some people aren’t born to be fathers. Marjorie was an irresponsible mother. Marjorie had a husband. Marjorie had nothing in the world. No house, no money. Where there’s no will, there’s no way. Marjorie had no will. Marjorie’s legacy : still not. Marjorie’s mother was an irresponsible mother. Marjorie’s father never returned. Statistically, fathers return. Marjorie’s father was an exception. Marjorie’s father was never an option. Speculatively speaking, Marjorie’s father may have become something in the world. Suggestion : Marjorie’s father was nothing in the world. Marjorie’s father left her. Marjorie’s father died of cancer a few years later. Fathers are great terrorists. Much with little. Big ends, few means. God is the Father. Mind capitalization. God is a great terrorist. A terrorist is a top performer. A top performer is a person who makes much with not much. God made everything out of nothing. God is a top performer. Fathers are top performers. Find the top performers. Worship them. God is the Father. Marjorie never really knew her father. It never really bothered her. Suggestion : Marjorie was a slut, like Lolita. Perverse little girl. Antipodal activity, again. Don’t worry about it. Suggestion : Marjorie jumped like Ulysses from one asshole to another. Marjorie was nothing in the world. Marjorie was captured on video turning into a giant flower. Marjorie would have been named Marguerite, in France. In France, Marguerite is the name for a flower. The world began to flower into wounds when Marjorie turned into a flower. Flowers don’t explode, they flower. Be graceful at all times. Die then crash. Marjorie was drunk when she became a big ball of pain, splattered on the windshield wipers. Marjorie had no instruments to surmount her conditions. Marjorie had no tools for emancipation. Marjorie did not know the meaning of the word. Poor poor Marjorie. Weep for her. Marjorie was nothing in the world; she ran around like a rat in a maze. Marjorie was not more than a rat in the world. Marjorie had no advice to give her daughter. Marjorie had no reputation. Marjorie’s daughter will be a perverse little girl. History is written by people who think that Lolita was a perverse little girl. Tulips are flowers. Marjorie’s daughter is Marjorie’s legacy. Marjorie has no legacy. Marjorie’s daughter is nothing in the world. Marjorie made a bracelet from nothing for her daughter. Give me your watch and I’ll tell you the time. Marjorie’s daughter was nothing in the world. Marjorie’s grandmother was nothing in the world. Marjorie’s grandmother made her a bracelet from nothing. Marjorie did not remember her grandmother. Marjorie’s grandmother flipped to a different page. Marjorie’s grandmother read the ends first. That way, she said, at least I’ll know the end if I die before I get to it. Books are an unknown quantity. Genealogy is meaningless. Neutrality is for nothing. Marjorie’s grandmother was nothing in the world. She read the ends before the means. Marjorie’s grandmother died while reading a book called Learning to Love again. Marjorie’s grandmother was fucking nothing in the world. Less than nothing. Marjorie’s grandmother couldn’t fucking read Wittgenstein. God is tricky. I love God. Learning to love God again is tricky. God made people talk in tongues. Tongues are an element of noise. As we know now, noise is signal. One way or another. Intellectuals despise, in general. Intellectuals are not nothing in the world. Intellectuals have their own tongues. Intellectuals dominate. Intellectuals are not nothing in the world. I am an intellectual. I am nothing in the world. I am alone, left to my own devices. My neutrality was for nothing. I didn’t die. I didn’t go to hell for a zillion years. Hells within hells, embedded within larger hells. A system of hells. Said Dante. Dante thought he was sixth best. My tears were meaningless. Nothing changed. I didn’t tell the story of Marjorie. I didn’t change the world. I didn’t give her a legacy. The soft underbelly is the dead center. Give me your watch and I’ll tell you the time. Neutrality is nothing. People are in places. Non-lieu, lieu commun, no-place, common place. It was incredible. There was a firefly in the room. I stretched out my hand and the firefly landed on my finger. And the crazy thing was : I felt it.Marjorie couldn’t spell. Marjorie couldn’t read Derrida. Derrida liked cats. Marjorie liked bees. Bees are disappearing. People before history have all disappeared. Since then, all but a few. The few are chosen, they are the elite.The elite float up in the pool, like turds. Many are called. Hello ? Be the elite. Learn to manage. To manage is from the hand. Managers get their hands dirty, at times. Managers manage. Performance means : more with less. Or at least the same. Manage more. Managers must manage more. More with less. Less is more. Manage less, manage more. Manage stress. Stress is in the atmosphere. Don’t worry about the atmosphere. Don’t stress. In times of stress, we all need to blow off a little steam. The steam engine used to mint coins. Make money selling coins. Mr. Watt. Mr. Boulton. Saved by the coin. The horizon is open. Fourteen hours every day. Work while the sun shines. Don’t stress. No time. Times of stress are for those who have the time to stress. Stressful times. Big things are coming. Announcements. Making more money with coins. Announcements are coming. Threading depression. Selling the pression. Repetition sells the pressure. Sell the coins for more than they’re worth. In times of need, we look up to the elite above. In times of need, Marjorie looked down at her feet. When she was depressed, Marjorie looked down at her feet. The eliteare through the core, for Australians. Remember. Marjorie was nothing in the world. All the dinosaurs have disappeared. In times of need, the reserves come in handy, sometimes. Marjorie’s reserves never came in handy. Marjorie was berated, brutally. Beastiality is what the beasts were accused of. Beastiality means to have sexual intercourse with an animal. Animals were tried, once upon a time. Burned. Pigs were burned for eating children, way back when. We will return to it later. Marjorie was nothing in the world. Marjorie’s husband berated her, probably. Marjorie will leave no legacy. Husserl will leave a legacy. As will Mauss. Social subjects are not instantaneous minds. Marjorie was an object. Marjorie never emancipated. Marjorie never became the subject of her own thoughts. Marjorie was determined. People are determined, at birth. Nominally speaking, the smallest crumb can devour us. Crumbs will rise. Crumbs will organize. People scheme to rise. People who are nothing in the world scheme to rise. The world is a forest of scars. Dinosaurs became a forest of scars. God is tricky. All unfolds as if the dinosaurs had been placed there to make the world look older than it really is. The world was created some 6000 years ago. Repression turns crumbs into scars. Vacuum it. Upload it. A byte is eight bits. Lord give us the strength to change the things we can’t accept, the wisdom to tell the difference. And the difference between the things we can’t change and those we can’t. We can’t change the things. People are things in the world. People are nothing in the world. Things are nothing in the world. People can’t be changed. People don’t change. People won’t change. We can’t change the difference. It’s the way of the world. The world is made of subjects. Animals are nothing in the world. Telling the difference is tricky. Animals have no language and no death. The world breaks down into false and true facts. Animals do not suffer ; not like us. Prime time childhood is the transmission of social structure. Children are major-league freaks. Animals are nothing in the world : they deserve their miseries. In times of need, animals rely on their reserves. In the deser, bodies are built for scarcity. The world is my world. Said the one who was a subject. Are subjects conscious ? No. Genesis of the subjects is a difficult thing. Labor is difficult. Labor creates things in the world. Labor creates bodies in the world. Bodies are matter transformed. The horizon is calcified. There is no planet. There are very few subjects among the people. Five or six. The Lord is above. All is the will of the Lord.
O King,
The Voyages for the Advancement and Perfection of the Sciences perpetuate the Memory of your august Grandfather; it is upon His orders that I undertook the one of which I am honored to present to Your Majesty the Story and Results.
He has honored it with His Royal Protection, you deign, Sire, grant it yours, since it exists as a pure effect of Your Majesty’s kindness.
The favorable outlook that Your Majesty deigns to cast upon the Sciences, in the midst of the immense Works that he tirelessly attends to for the good of his subjects, announces, Sire, a most happy of Reigns, where Kings shall see for evermore the Example to follow, and the Model to imitate.
I am with a most profound respect,
Sire, of Your Majesty,
The very humble, very obedient and very faithful,
Subject and Servant,
W. G. L. M.
I’m beginning to think that making money is more of a hobby with you.