(No, I didn’t even proofread or edit this. So it’s the equivalent of just scribbling on a napkin while testing the WordPress email direct upload feature)
Not to offend ya’ll by suggesting such a lowly and compromised title for the time being, but I say Peter Joseph/Julian Assange for President ’12 etc. on behalf of the magic Ceiling Cat Tiger Vision conspiracy. I mean srsly, we have to get from here to there anyway, and if we’re straight-up turning and telling all these crazy mother blankerz in the cockpit, THE SYSTEM DESIGN IS CLEARLY FAIL AND EVERYONE NOSE IT, then, as it outlines in the self-directed behavior book we’ve been using to map the various human zoo animals, it says you can’t just expect to remove an unwanted behavior design/system, you have to replace it with something else, so we need some issue/solution FutureSustainableRedesignRequirements guidelines and propaganda to align the true problems like peak oil and blah, blah, blah better designs and options, and so I’ll just call this “The Alternate Path Zer0pen Social Prototype Measuring-Ourselves-Like-They-Should-Be or whatever Source Code Lincoln-Dougless-Debased Entry Parallel Social Debate Thing or just I guess or yeah whatever.
But wait!!!! I know it’s 1-dot-wander random on some emergency 09 Blue Dream Green at the moment, but hear me out or ask as many questions back as you need to of me. The ridiculousness of the circus itself by comparison has ‘forced the hand’ of our sarcastic purely-web-info-sourced pile of lolcat rebuttals and #KarynRR Concept Credit///ed A.I. via Full-Circle-G(5oogle) |||\\\ exposure, so as human being desperately attempting to maintain our sanity from their barrage of nonsense, we just have to toss alllllll this stuff we’ve been piling up and collecting back into the arena with all of us in real-time.
So, here we are not making this public ally available to #Anonymous (Whoopsy! *hashtag*) as my dead-serious, sarcastically just secretly grab me as a sarcastic ‘street gangster rapper level’ Ted Williams dude that sent you this letter asking if you’d be interested in paralleling a point. Tah-dah!!! Even better, if you’re still in Mansion jail or whatever, we’ll just do the whole thing via doppleganger puppets. No, seriously, doppelganger stand in puppets, possibly all shades and shapes and revolving characters. Ah hell, I’ll admit it, this has now entered official puppet show territory. Plus, we can just save all the money we don’t haz by illustrating an additional key platform from the entire ideas and concepts we’re counter-proposing to the American and option ally additionally to other nation/state/religion mind-realm as an alternative and/or 100% compatible parallel test software version of what they’re already selling, just a ‘supra’ level of conscious existence. My apologize for losing my train of thought so often, ideas typically rain on me faster than I can type or speak them sometimes, so what makes my my type seem scattered is actually my processor ‘running ahead’ and just not being able to output fast-enough via this text medium, ha, which, if you’ll pardon the wild west punctuation, bring me right back to my point and an additional key facet that if we do it via Skype in Parallel like Ashton did with that Intel sponsored Ideation meetup of the minds’ the other day, and then we challenge Colbert/Stewart a fake run parallel real-time PresidentAi (with a capitol P) debate.
Colbert took MLB’s bet and he’s already swingin clubs all across the sandbox like it’s the thing to do, so they can’t turn us down if we do chaLLLenge them, b/c if so we’ll just keep turning up the volume. And then it can be a recurring joke on his show where the lolcat ‘hackers’ *clip of Keyboard Cat bats at keyboard* take over the studio production control booth from their bunker in wherever, and just turn up turn up the volume to drown him out with music everytime he tries to make himself “relevant” by talking about all those ‘friends of oscar mayer weiner clooooose association for veeeeery long periods of time ‘old school’ red and blue (fail v. fail) options.
It’s not propaganda or a coo by your sexily little baby pet, no, depending on who you are, it’s just helpless hobby not-ignoring the piss in the mind-streams of existence all making the water in that circular lazy river full of snickers with names and dates and times and culprits on them floating about in social circles like a 1990′s rural Oklahoma water park gone sporadic devolution hard to ignore, and so so many are already out there, we just start pinpointing random parallel topic changes. Every time they talk about something, we simply talk about the serious problems face existence itself none of them are talking about, and then promise them emergency 3-day shock therapy work weeks, and make/allow them to revalue their time in relation to concepts of currency and the pattern of human speech and artificial power mechanisms that allowed such a stood species of apes to call themselves gods and build it.
We’ll stage the whole thing as being completely cathartic and necessary in focusing perception and perspective, and then that way if the population is just too stupid to care, God can’t blame us for not trying.
Like ya’ll got something better to be doing? We already has a boat and a seal team and I dunno, a whole set of raw design and refined marketing never-before-seen schemes just looking for the right ‘Way Over Due Upgrade DEsign Contest’ and then I realized the world may be ending in October or 2012 or whatever, so according to the sarcastic power that be gods that have suddenly over-taken our bodies and actions via the power of the beaminz of the internet interface communication machine, since they didn’t have a place for us to debate what needs to be talked about, we just had to do a real-life ‘crash course’ and build one ourselves at the last minute just like in college if you were me.
I mean, today/tomorrow is the 14th, so people will be talking and outside stuck together all day with nothing to talk about, so why not dust off the already existing material and use the real one to long a marketing campaign for the fake. We also use it to sarcastically promise the people all the things they have through veiled sarcastic exaggerated followed by some more normal/sane option for one might expect under a forced drawn-down.
Or off. We can always just integrate it as an art competition to, and then DIRECTLY chaLLLenge all the rap artist and bimbo patrol to use their talent as weapons to address WHAT IS FAR MORE REALLY IMPORTANT LADY GAGA. Sorry, I talk back to my TV besides just commanding the walls sometimes, and sometimes it spills over.
So, where were we? Oh yes – ART.
Dear Santa Wikileaks & Cheezfrendz,
Mai ai peez haz some propaganda files to show the blueprint design of their stage, or should I just use the one the internet and media itself has already painted for us? Or we could just create an even more perfect imaginary zoo one in code from scratch, well, like I said, we have an entire Universe of embedded content and influence, so the options on how to approach this ‘true personality contest’ is wide open, but let’s just play a more real-world open example of a/the campaign and the brainstorming and nonsense itself, but we do it all vicariously/digitally, and even have an iPad and phone app, making us there, real-time available as counter puppet pundits right in their same time slots all guerilla-style commercial spot mixed in.
Hell, just ‘borrow’ their commercial space by only actually debating like them in quick paraphrased form during their commercial breaks, so people can switch over/in-between/back-and-forth at the same time, and then go back to talking about stuff normally like kinda behind the scenes right on camera during the time everyone in that ‘other-now-attention-conflicted-audience’ goes back to watching the bullsh7t piling contest. F7ck it, make a game of it. Of course we can’t officially run. They wouldn’t allow me to run last time either, but now we totally can in parallel, all we need is a plan, and this is simply what I’m writing in real time, not anything I’ve saved or compiled or embedded everywhere…just in case.
Just call it ‘God’s Warning Shot’ for those that care to listen and at least make into into a more advanced realm of understanding all Charlie Veitch style, and have fun and ironically instantly single-handedly wipeout all the smear campaign ‘s__t surfers’ at the same time.
Anyway, K, sorry, I’ve become tired and bored of typing again. I converse much better in speech in person. Much faster at least. Much, much faster. And better. Obviously. Text looses the inflection and cadence.
Engineered Talent productions
Could do completely secretly under other names with puppets. Literally. Sarcastically. We’re not mocking them, we’re just too poor to officially run so we’re doing the poor technology wizard mens version, and attempting to mimic their logic out of flattery.
RT would provide their now 24/7 TV equivalent platform. Sarcastically build a cabinet and staff with other solid names like Max Keiser, but under the guise of puppets using and talking about how much everything cost versus ‘the other guys’ in some imaginary silver bit coin-like digital parallel base that doesn’t even exist yet, just to make it interesting.
We’ll create a virtual parallel Universe to ride in, and then instead just fly like Santa to the audience all same-sewn-together cgi background style like we’re all actually in whatever interesting virtual or ‘commonly elsewhere’ realm we decide to hold the debates on our side of things from that week.