Tag Archives: Camus

For Real?

Are you sure you’re real? Sometimes I think that I’ll wake up, it’ll be November 1985, and all the intervening time will have been a dream a la Who Shot JR.

Thankfully I haven’t had one of those dreams in a long long time. But dreams do have the capability of compressing time. I had a dream about a turnip that seemed like it lasted over 12 hours, but when I woke up only 20 minutes had elapsed. That was no ordinary turnip either.

For real!

In Re: AL = REAL

Now AI would be artificial intelligence. So AL is Artificial Life?

Could be.

Assisted Life?

That really doesn’t sound fun.

Assisted Lesbians?

Well that sounds like a whole lot more fun, but if they wanted MY assistance they would be Bi and not lesbian.

AL, hm, … Al?

Could be

Albert Camus?

Well that’s rather an existential question isn’t it. I tried reading L’Etranger during or after high school. I found it easier to read “The Stranger”. Easier to read, but still unfathomable. Speakings of fathoms, I would call that going off the deep end. I didn’t really get existentialism then. A meaningless existence, descriptive not a goal, I got that it was meaningless, I didn’t get that it was a condemnation of shallow materialism and banal relationships. Relationships can be the bane of one’s existence. An example, http://www.theblaze.com/stories/2014/04/19/there-is-absolutely-zero-chance-shell-agree-to-a-second-date-with-this-guy-except-maybe-in-a-courtroom/

Camus deplored that lack of concern that the ordinary person showed towards the Nazi occupation of France. Mostly in terms of the Vichy government passing laws against Jews and nobody except the Jews cared. April 20 is Hitler’s birthday. Neonazi groups like to do stuff on that day. 420 is also a number associated with pot use. One can hope that the Nazis get stoned enough to not do anything, and average Joe stays clear headed enough to notice if they do try something.