With entire cities, states, and countries still languishing in lockdown, or on the verge of re-implementing lockdown conditions, it occurred to me that my last post neglected to fully address the religious, sexual and technological dimensions of coronovirus. It goes without saying that the digital age has blurred the line between biology and technology in our use of terms such as ‘transmission’ and ‘virus’. In Billion Dollar Train, I conflated the terms ‘lockdown’ and ‘kickdown’, the latter a reference to automatic transmissions and sudden bursts of acceleration. I also referred to David’s viral ‘bombing’ (a rather obvious ‘shafting’) of the engineers’ home planet, as depicted in Alien Covenant, a film rife with religious and sexual iconography. Two days after publishing the post, a massive explosion ripped through the Lebanese capital Beirut. The cause was the detonation of a warehouse full of ammonium nitrate, a fertiliser commonly used by farmers. What are we to make of this, and how does it relate to life ‘under lockdown’?
First and foremost, consider the source of the explosive material.
The blast was linked to about 2,750 tonnes (3,030 short tons) of ammonium nitrate – equivalent to around 1,155 tonnes of TNT (4,830 gigajoules) – that had been confiscated by the Lebanese government from the abandoned ship MV Rhosus and stored in the port without proper safety measures for six years.
The Rhosus, eh? Sound a bit like Icaras, perhaps? Not to mention Jesus, Judas, Lazarus, and so on. Where did it sail from? Let’s see now…Batumi, Georgia. Batumi reminds me of an art form associated with the Japanese…
What about its cargo, the explosive itself?
“[Ammonium nitrate]…is…a cost effective option for farmers, explaining its popularity and its storage and transportation in large quantities. But nitrate compounds also come with a downside: while stable when not exposed to flames and other potential triggers, they can easily be converted into explosives. Turning…[ammonium nitrate]…from agricultural additive to high power explosive requires basic knowledge of chemistry and readily available household and industrial accelerants.”
The cause of the devastation was the shockwave created by the detonation. The wave went from zero to supersonic in the blink of an eye, and is clearly visible in footage of the event. Not even a Tesla in insane mode can match this kind of acceleration.
Ammonium nitrate is pretty scary stuff, and ‘pretty scary stuff’ is something of a highly charged subject right now. Again, it’s interesting to note that the equally highly charged and emotive term ‘explode’ has somehow managed to enter the lexicon of programming terms. It’s common to use the terms ‘implode’ and ‘explode’ to describe the operation of functions that join and split strings respectively. PHP is somewhat…ahem…bolder than other languages and actually uses the terms themselves.
PHP provides us with two important built-in functions – implode() and explode() – to perform these operations. As the name suggests…implode()…joins array elements with a string segment that works as a glue, and similarly explode()…does the exact opposite i.e. given a string and a delimiter it creates an array of strings separating with the help of the delimiter.”
Those not asleep at the wheel could hardly fail to notice that the MV Rhosus was a Japanese-built ship, or that the detonation of its cargo in the Lebanese capital occurred only two days before the anniversary of the ‘bombing’ of a Japanese city.
Oddly enough, the author of the above Hiroshima piece is named ‘Guy’, which brings to mind the name of the aircraft that dropped the ‘Little Boy’ bomb.
I don’t know about you but there seems to be a pattern emerging…
…one which includes both sexuality and religious fanaticism. Japan, of course, is the Land of the Rising Sun, and the religious connotations are easy to see once we replace ‘sun’ with the phonetically identical ‘son’. Hirohito was regarded as a ‘living god’ whose politico-religious role in the life of his country was not unlike that of North Korea’s Kim Jong-on. Unsurprisingly, Kim I-Like-Em-Young-Gun’s sex life made the news this week when he made public his desire to include smaller models in the ‘Big Bang’ arena.
The fact that ‘bombing’ is firmly and squarely on the agenda probably explains why The Divinity’s faecal matter also made the news.
Concern about his poo appears to have something to do with ‘information’.
Sources close to the Kim dynasty have told how it would be “unthinkable” for the hermit state’s so-called supreme leader to use the loo alongside everyday North Koreans, and his ‘turds’ cannot be left behind because they “contain information”.
This leads nicely onto the subject of the now ubiquitous face mask. I did a lot of driving last year and couldn’t help but notice an increase in the number of ‘cars‘ that had decided to wear ‘the veil‘. Fast forward to today and wearing ‘the veil’ has become the ‘new normal’. I plonked myself down on the throne and had a think about this strange development the other day. After a few plops and squirts it occurred to me that the face ‘mask’ is more like a ‘nappy’ (or ‘diaper’), and that its purpose is to prevent walkie-talkie mobile phonies ‘soiling’ the pedosphere with their filthy ‘words’.
No sooner had I thought this than the subject of machine learning sprang to mind…
The bag-of-words model is a simplifying representation used in natural language processing and information retrieval (IR). In this model, a text…is represented as the bag (multiset) of its words, disregarding grammar and even word order but keeping multiplicity. The bag-of-words model has also been used for computer vision. The bag-of-words model is commonly used in methods of document classification where the (frequency of) occurrence of each word is used as a feature for training a classifier. An early reference to “bag of words” in a linguistic context can be found in Zellig Harris’s 1954 article on Distributional Structure.
To put it another way – given the threat of a second-wave and second lockdown – the ‘face nappy’ is designed to prevent inmates engaging in these kind of shenanigans.
Perhaps you’ll agree with me that we need to address the subject of…
…before the shit hits the fanatics and wee find ourselves facing a really, really, really, really Big Bang indeed?
In the 2016 film Cell, a signal transmitted via mobile phone towers wipes the minds of those who happen to be using their walkie-talkie mobile phones at the time of the transmission. Those ‘infected’ by the signal (a digital virus) appear to share a ‘hive mind‘ (albeit one controlled by a mysterious figure dubbed ‘The President of the Internet’) and immediately set about killing those unaffected by it. It’s clear, however, that the resulting chaos is not so much the breakdown of in-formation per se as the replacement of one form of in-formation with another form of in-formation.
Cell…starts out like a different sort of zombie movie, with its mindless mayhem triggered not by the usual global pandemic, but by a mysterious cellphone signal. A cautionary tale of phone dependency then mutates into something even weirder, as stricken humans start flocking and migrating like birds on some avian pilgrimage to God knows where.
The plot of Kingsman: The Secret Service is more-or-less identical. Richmond Valentine intended to cull the population of walkie-talkie mobile-phonies by means of a signal transmitted via the mobile phone network. In the below video, we see the results of his initial test, his chosen test subjects being a bunch of religious fanatics.
Consider the current tension between China and America. Are the walkie-talkies marching in-formation in a Sim-phoney of Destruction? Or is all this talk of nukes merely a smokescreen for something else entirely?
The semifluid matrix found inside the nucleus is called nucleoplasm. Within the nucleoplasm, most of the nuclear material consists of chromatin, the less condensed form of the cell’s DNA that organizes to form chromosomes during mitosis or cell division.
DNA is a ‘three-litter’ word. Do it in the ‘litter box’ where it belongs, ferchristsake!
The DNA code is really the “language of life.” It contains the instructions for making a living thing. The DNA code is made up of a simple alphabet consisting of only four “letters” and 64 three-letter “words” called codons. It may be hard to believe that most of the wonderful diversity of life is based on a “language” simpler than English—but it’s true.
The link between ‘the nuclear’ and the ‘language of life’ begs the question: were the ‘bombs’ dropped on Hiroshima and Nakasaki attempts to ‘fertilise’ the Rising Son? To ‘engineer’ a new form of life? After all, nothing speeds the process of genetic mutation faster than the radioactive fallout that follows a nuclear detonation.
The relationship between weaponry, religion, sexuality and DNA is cemented by the Attorney General of New York’s decision to sue the NRA.
Why does one of The Covenant’s top legal phonies have an ‘issue’ with those who wish to exercise their rite to ‘bare arms’ (and thighs, torso, etc) rather than don the hijab? The answer is financial malpractice, the way they do their ‘business’…
New York’s attorney general sued the National Rifle Association on Thursday, seeking to put the powerful gun advocacy organization out of business over allegations that high-ranking executives diverted millions of dollars for lavish personal trips, no-show contracts for associates and other questionable expenditures.
One would expect NRA ‘members’ to know the difference between their ‘rifle’ and their ‘gun’, and understand that one is for fighting and the other for fun. Apparently, they’re in dire need of a reminder.
Dissolving the ‘NRA’…all it takes is a little bit of engineering…
Meanwhile, in California, wildfires are raging out of control in what has been dubbed the ‘Apple Fire’. Sounds like a trouble in paradise thing, yeah?
Wildfires burning out of control? Deadly ‘alien’ viruses? It’s a familiar story…
Which means what, exactly? To borrow from Valentine and speak the language of Luv, I suspect that it has more to do with ‘eliminating’ all the ‘fleas’ (that have gotten fat by sucking the life blood from the pedosphere) than the threat of nuclear war. Some of the fleas have been enjoying a flea meal for so long that they think it’s their god-given right, their ‘manifest destiny’ so to speak. Blinded by their religious blinkers, they completely overlooked the potential consequences of their profligate consumption.
Back in the day, ‘flea grazing’ probably seemed ‘normal’ and ‘natural’. All those wide open plains, yeah? All virginal and pure? They simply must have been put there by God for the benefit of his Frozen People, right?
Of course, those empty plains weren’t quite empty, were they? Thankfully, those devout pilgrims had Sam Colt on their side. All they needed to do was address the ‘alien problem’. With the natives out of the picture they were flea to grab paradise by the throat and throttle the life out of it. That philosophy – perhaps theology would be a more appropriate term – of life doesn’t make much sense any more, does it?
The end of The Truman Zoo. Protesting against it…
…seems like a classic case of shutting the gate after the horse has bolted.
Making the same mistake over and over again. In Labia, one group of religious fanatics has commenced the construction of a religious scripture – the RAM temple – on top of a temple that was built by religious fanatics and later razed to the ground by religious fanatics. Religious fanatics in Turkey have returned the favour in the form of a forced ‘religious conversion’ that has seen Hagia Sophia revert back to a mosque.
God help us all, eh? Perhaps we can take comfort in scripture, in the A.I.’s Ancient Encryptions?
No, I was thinking more along these lines.
“And he will make a firm covenant with the many for one week, but in the middle of the week he will put a stop to sacrifice and grain offering; and on the wing of abominations will come one who makes desolate, even until a complete destruction, one that is decreed, is poured out on the one who makes desolate.”
— Daniel 9:27
Will ‘fleeing’ the scenery prevent the A-Bomb-ination of Simulation?
“When ye therefore shall see the abomination of desolation, spoken of by Daniel the prophet, stand in the holy place, (whoso readeth, let him understand:) Then let them which be in Judaea flee into the mountains: Let him which is on the housetop not come down to take any thing out of his house: Neither let him which is in the field return back to take his clothes. And woe unto them that are with child, and to them that give suck in those days! But pray ye that your flight be not in the winter, neither on the sabbath day: For then shall be great tribulation, such as was not since the beginning of the world to this time, no, nor ever shall be.”
— Matthew 24
Doctor Interstellar’s surname is an epithet often attributed to Jesus himself and means ‘God with us’. As I was putting this post together yesterday, I walked into my lounge and switched on the TV. What did I see?
Charlton Heston is also known as The Alpha and Omega Man.
Interesting choice of car, Mister Heston. I think I’m right on the money with this one…
In a fire-apple red convertible under the desert sun, Raoul Duke (Johnny Depp), and Dr. Gonzo (Benicio Del Toro) drive to Vegas with a suitcase full of drugs. Somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, the drugs begin to take hold…
Above the Beneath. The Second Coming of the Great System Analyst, or ‘Sky God’ as some other braggers call him. Behold the grudgement of the First and the Last!
Why the look of horror? Imagine opening the hatch to see all those tiny ants, their arms raised in adulation, their mouths smeared with the filth of their own ‘words’. How many lies had they told in his name? How many ‘sexual deviants’ and ‘heretics’ had they persecuted? How many Ancient Encryptians had they taken out of context and twisted beyond recognition in order to establish and maintain systems of wealth and power? Simply put, how many ‘words’ had they attempted to put in his mouth? My view? I think the overwhelming stench from beneath drove him over the edge. Nauseated, fighting back tears, resisting the temptation to show ‘compassion’, the Engineer of Engineers chose to push the button and put an end to them.
And on that cheery note I’ll leave you with an art form from Lawrence of Nvidia, the man on the edge of the ‘desert of the real’, the man in ‘uniform’…