Pre-eminence
They’ve made a Mike Tyson movie, apparently.
The central event in Tyson’s life, of course, is his encounter with the philosopher Sir Alfred Jules Ayer, who was at the time 77 years old:
“At yet another party [Ayer] had befriended [Fernando Sanchez, a fashionable designer]. Ayer was now standing near the entrance to the great white living-room of Sanchez’s West 57th Street apartment, chatting to a group of young models and designers, when a woman rushed in saying that a friend was being assaulted in a bedroom. Ayer went to investigate and found Mike Tyson forcing himself on a young south London model called Naomi Campbell, then just beginning her career. Ayer warned Tyson to desist. Tyson: “Do you know who the fuck I am? I’m the heavyweight champion of the world.” Ayer stood his ground. “And I am the former Wykeham Professor of Logic. We are both pre-eminent in our field; I suggest that we talk about this like rational men.” Ayer and Tyson began to talk. Naomi Campbell slipped out.”
The ideal Tyson biopic would introduce this story about thirty minutes into its run time, and after it the camera would, as if embarrassed, slowly withdraw from Tyson; and for the rest of the film it would follow Ayer instead, from a respectful distance.
May 6th, 2009 at 4:56 pm
Oh. My. GOD. That is awesome.
On an unrelated note, have you read this article yet?
http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/booksblog/2009/mar/19/barthes-david-foster-wallace
I feel that we’ve already discussed this, and yet the Guardian keeps right on blogging as though they didn’t even read our insights. Bastards.
May 8th, 2009 at 1:26 pm
I also love Sir Alfred Jules Ayer’s response (according to wikipedia) to a near-death experience: “slightly weakened my conviction that my genuine death … will be the end of me, though I continue to hope that it will be.”
And following that tangent… I just want to warn you now honey, when you go (assuming I’m still around) I plan to publish everything. I think the public deserves to see your half-written manuscripts, the grocery lists you once jotted down, your indecipherable post-its which I can never throw out when cleaning because they might conceivably be important… The public gets anything its willing to pay for!
May 16th, 2009 at 11:39 am
i can live without Barthes’ sad diary, but i’m afraid i’m going to read foster wallace’s posthumous unfinished novel whether it disturbs his ghost or not, sorry dave but that’s just how it is
May 20th, 2009 at 4:07 pm
Hello There!
T. Tugsy Gogipuf is one of 5 names from the Kryptos code in the foyer
of that bldg. (Lillie-Langtry, Virginia).
I thought J. Q. Yalm was appropriate…butt~than I have a reason for using
TTG…
Here is the reason/I had made a print-out of the code & key from google images.
It is an amusing bit of information.
I made note of the name T Tugsy Gogipuf…and went to read a semi novella that I had come across that same day last week…The book was Simmons/”Muse Of Fire”.
The first planet in “MOF” was called 25-25-261B.
Incidentally~Dan S. has it muddled up as to the “Gnostics”.
Making light of Carl Jung is not appropriate.
Mr. Simmons mentor/Harold Bloom made a weak-misreading of the Nag Hammadi manuscripts. Misprision is not too strong a word for it.
Mr. Simmons follows right along with Harold “Falstaff” Bloom.
Even folks with 30-70 vision sometimes see things.
The end result that is desired by the “More life-Life without end” folks
is more death-war-love & children.
That old time religion isn’t going to cut it.
Anyways if you look at the code side of Kryptos~take 261 letters from the top
and you shall find the start of T Tugsy and down 1 line will be Gogipuf.
Quite a coincidence eh!
…deeper into it is this gem.
via the 2nd planets number…6565417.6~this can only be a centigrade number..
The key is 65654176^4C which is 1.85801587X10^31C as in centigrade.
Matter and Energy are identical at that temperature.
A further info bit from Kryptos gives the prime 5861…by applying that prime in the form of an oscillating ratio to the finite temperature number/voila!
You get the advent of the Galactic Universe/The Singularity Mathematical
signiture of the finite dying structure…while it lives it has possibilities.
Like you Felix.
I had gotten my paws on Gears of the City a couple months ago and lost the book after reading about 166 pages..a fewdays ago I nailed another copy… so now I’m at chapter 18 plus.
You really have some fine mind equipment…Humanism to start with.
I think Gears of the City should win the “Philip K. Dick Award” unanimously.
Furthermore…If there is a “Fritz Leiber Award” that would go to you too.
Maybe that one is held for you..later when you have access to “The Big Time”.
I had to laugh when at page 246 of GOTC you had ‘Lemuel’.
Instantly…it brought up that char actor who sang “Dixie” when Josie Wales
was crossing the Missouri..and the same actor sang “The Battle Hymn of the Republic” when the Union Calvary wanted to cross a short while later.
Lemuel was the helper…”Pull Lemuel, Pull!” Ha ha…Remember Lemuel’s response…not exactly words..but Lemuel’s response was funny.
On page 212 of TG of the City…”In Cendylon Arjun…..87 words…,”Arjun!”
I think those 91? words alone wins you the “Jack Vance Award” in inumerable alternate worlds.
Oh I finally got to read the Iain M. Banks book ‘Matter’ and he has been awarded the “Rabelais” prize..if only because of the “Cold Turd under the Prince’s shirt”…R laughed his cod-piece off at that.
The “Josie Wales ” guy also had the part of the barber in “High Plains Drifter” which I wrote a short poem about starting with “Star bums usually don’t stopover on Earth; They find life here a little too quick for them..unless you think your fast enough to keep up?” etc…
I same char actor had the Bowie Knife thrown @ him in “Paint Your Wagon”…a remarkable film..what with Jean Seeburg/that song about too much for me to see and build me a cabin with a fireplace and a good door…and that guy who sang “Mariah”…really something…that movie.
Don’t worry so much bout current events and all…not important with the contexture releasing data that’s real stuff..like Eocene Ida…Tis why #1c
always and does love Lemurs.
In my Father’s house are many universi:
If it were not so, I would
tell you. I have prepared a Universe for you.
I think that is the highest version of John 14:2…The Morning Star ..it’s called.
Keep on thinking of greater and greater intellectual objects…that’s how you get there….Your avuncular uncle….Octoff.
P.S. Pick up a copy of Moshe Pearlman’s “The First Days of Israel” In the Footsteps of Moses….it is from 1973 World Publishing..page 98-99 has an interesting picture…For a true member of the immovable race…it will open up a certain door in the mind.
May 21st, 2009 at 3:30 pm
Geez…did not intend to go too far off topic last..
On “Iron Mike”…Awhile back/was walking near White Cross Drugstore, Las Vegas.
Casino Center & Las Vegas Blvd So. collide there.
A Yellow Ferrari convertible purred to a stop…Mike Tyson was the driver.
This was a few years after he was knocked out by Buster Douglas….
At the Las Vegas Sportsbooks/the fight went off at 39-1…
A thou got you back 4 big dimes.
The real wiseguys madeout…as Buster’s mother had died the previous week…Of all ethnic groups/Blackmen & their mother’s have the most love for one another. It’s why a person never makes disparaging remarks to a blackman concerning the mother…unless you want to go to war. I think the Samoan’s are like that too.
When Tyson was 18 and almost unknown…experts said he would never be much in the ring…cause of his “toothpick legs”, they said.
An expert told me this when I said that kid “Tyson” would be Heavyweight Champion of the World…It wasn’t his skinny legs…It was his Cylon eyes.
Oh! Moshe Pearlman was a pinhead….The photo has a secret in it.
The Tyson thing with the beauty gal was a set-up…not that Tyson isn’t an animal.
A African Heavyweight whose abilties far exceeded Joe Louis or Ali…wouldn’t play ball with the powers @ Las Vegas..15 years ago…He just got out of the Joint last year…He would have made a couple hundred million…but he crossed the wrong people and was set-up @ one of the Strip Hotels.
Tyson was a user and he got used..just like the model did almost.
A. J. Ayer had to drop the Sir>in the afterlife.
May 27th, 2009 at 3:33 pm
Stopped @ Chapter 26…now at page 426~—incomprehensible machinery…26 pages left of it.
When i left off…was looking at the Delphic Sibyl(Sistine)/M. Buonarroti.
The Sibyl is looking off to her left/her perfect lips slightly parted/She is covered in a cloak/of the kind/the Greek genius/clothed Athena Pallas with sometimes.
I cannot be so unkind as, not to say…Michaelangelo and William Shakespeare are only living in sculpture,painting,plays, and sonnet.
Living in the Light~in spirit less the flesh~In flesh more blood than blood~In the mind of the Inconceivable Uncontained.
M.B.’s Libyan Sibyl @ The Sistine/she has long blonde hair in braid/that left big toe helps balancing the Book/no less than her hands/both Sibyls are barefoot showing no ankle,as Sibyls are not for kissing..at least not in a world so crude as Earth.
Page 424 of ‘Gears Of The City’ has the cleaver attack/Gangs of New York.
And Cracks in the metacontexture…And cracks on the Delphic Sibyl/Sistine Chapel.
Page 415…Red Barrow Thane..And nothing is, but what is not.
Thane of Cawdor~negative function.
Not the Muse of Fire or The Fire~Next Time.
In the first moments/the sheltering skies closure/thickening light/I say
The Raven is good in the rooky wood, good red blood of day begin to droop and drowse.
Night’s black agents fled from Fritz Leiber’s ghost.
Oh well…@ chapter 26 I was prompted to stop by 26 miles(Santa Catalina)~the song from somewhere in the late 50’s came on.
page 356..Bellow,shriek,grunt,squeak, and quack.
page 347..awkward sly sidle of beggars,homeless schizophrenics,child snatchers.
If their numbers are limitless/perhaps they would have made a great choir.
Perhaps beggars in a different age are Valkyries.
Homeless schizo’s~Angels of Light.
Child snatchers~agents of The True and Hidden God~Maria Callas as agent finding the children for the choir.
Somewhere in time/A Bo is playing “Locomotive Breath” on his boombox
in a Big Rock Candy Mountain Boxcar.
Company mark~Grinning Mountain Goat within a circle~Great Northern Railroad..bubblespeak from the goats mouth “Now, you know why I’m smiling.”
Only a hobo from the 1960’s or 70’s will know what that means…unless you are a very good guesser or can really surf the net like an Angel.
Cellar 222A…so now I have reworked the Kryptos…222A is the code side/25-25-261b is the key side.
This assumes that every temporal brain in the world is a superior nonessential property
for information transmission when the Gods will.
Amos Coltyao is a name from the the Kryptos Sculpture/foyer/C*A HQ.
June 4th, 2009 at 4:59 pm
Cere Foksso is a fourth name from Kryptos.
Iain M. Banks has a new forum…a lotta lightweights discuss the shoot em up-bang-bangs of the “Culture” stories & miss out the real intent.
It’s new(this time) so mayhap Banks can be pried away from the undulating, and adoring masses.
I will make an attempt to nudge him out to play.
Remember what Dr. Sam said about Scotsmen…well screw Samuel Johnson/His subordination to rank wouldn’t be fit to swab Boswell’s dribbling gonorrhea!
Arjun* The Great Hero…
The Silver Clasps/The Keep…
and Ruth…..Ruth/Sarah~Old Testament….If The Paraclete is here in
the World…as “PKD” knew…has that supreme entity lifted
up a copy of the septuagint and casually opened it..and looked
down at the words/from “The Story of Ruth”, and beheld..
“Oh for such a time in the future of humanity..wherefore
women shall no more be only creatures fit to have their
faces pushed on the bellies of men.”
Felix~You did very well with the selection of Ruth…
The ending was superb…
Light/where does it hail from/Ain Soph Aur
With that ending..you are the first to reverse the ending
of the movie “The Keep.”
Human beings are such amazing animals..
epiphanies looking up thru the oculus @ The Pantheon, Roma
clouds, moon, and stars
scudding, staring, and wheeling
Can we go back and refresh a number?
Let’s try.
The number is 999^999^999
This number/while prodigious by any human standard
is still a finite number
though it does encapsulate everything that is, has been, or will be
in this Universe, and a vast number of other product universes as well.
Think of it as a quantum AGI utilizing neutrino platforms as software.
That being the case…NO thing is not impossible.
If Philip K Dick were alive in the body…He might identify
this “Valis” as the 5th portion of the Mind of G*D.
And he might add…That 20% computes out to Zero.
Oh! if you think I’m sending these messages from a terminal located in a hatch for the insane…think again…and fear not…I have identified the
entity described by “PKD” in the “Exegesis”.
I have followed this “person” all over the United States as best I can.
I was never sure of the identity…in the early years/I thought it could be a Warlock or Demon or some such…
Even a “Lucifer” when I witnessed things even potent demons cannot do.
It was at a basketball tournament/one of those Nike events involving a number of teams from the Weat Coast area.
My target was sitting by itself high up at the far end of Cimmaron
High School North Gym when it happened…The target was alone with no spectators in that part of the gym…not that many fans as the big name teams were at other gyms at that wealthy high-school near the “Spanish Trail” area of Las Vegas.
During the prelims before the game..some Rebelette cheerleaders were
milling about giggling on my side of the gym…they were 5 & 6 year old girls..all very cute….suddenly they all raced across the floor to surround the object in the stands.
I knew something had just occured..something truly remarkable…I watched…The subject never seemed to acknowledge these young girls..through they all had raced helter-skelter across the floor and up to him..surrounding him like a nimbus..
As I watched..he seemed to force them away/by that great power that he has exibited numerous times before..
It was then/that I took great chance/I went over to him/carefully I climbed the stands/at an angle~I sidled over near him and asked/”Wasn’t that strange~those little cheerleaders happily running all the way over here and sitting down all around you?”
Without looking at me…He said…”I was daydreaming,and somepart of me wanted them to do what they did…I let them see me as I really am…when they were all around me….I covered up so they would go away.”
” I have only a few times let living creatures see me as I really am…only a couple felines..before this.”
It was at that point…I knew who He is(Apotheosis)..