You lucky suckers. You get to download my comedic thriller, “The Q Affaire”, set on YouTube, but secretly embedded deep undercover, here on the blog, just ‘cos I know you enjoy hearing about the kinds of fun and games and special ops, that go on in the Truth swamps of the Tubes. You might have even thought, as I did, that someone should write a book about these sorts of people, since they are so comic. So I did. It’s classified, for your eyes only, though I’m sure you’re taking these special comms seriously enough to keep what you learn from this document secret.
They are about as nutty as you can find, down there in the Truther cesspit, and if I wrote a novel about the real people I met, and told you all the crazy things they do, you just wouldn’t be able to handle it, but I knew you could definitely handle some laughs, romance and thrills, in a juicy Truther tale with twists. I mean who wouldn’t want a bit of that to nibble on? And…..if we slap them into a cesspit setting, and toss in some political twists and puzzles to keep you amused, we could have a really fun and fascinating tale to tell. We’ll even throw in a murder mystery or two, before we mix it up into a chaotically hilarious and delightful dish to serve you up with. You might even stagger through the maze and leave in one piece, after chomping down on this banquet, if you hold onto the narrator’s teeny handy tightly. Albeit with your head blown completely by all the laughs and thrills you’ve had along the way, by the time you make to the end of the book, and find the way out. So, you think you can handle the Truth? Then enter, at your own risk.
If you prefer a paperback to a download any time, and you’re enjoying the book, but going boogly-eyed from the screen flicker, you can pay for a pretty swish version of “The Q Affaire” over here, on Amazon. There’s a Kindle version there as well, and I’ve also got digital versions available on my little Etsy shop. Over there it’s on its 2nd edition, which hasn’t had any major changes to it, just a bit of fiddling about with a few commas, and paragraph lengths. Part 2 is available separately as well, there, for readers who have finished Part 1, and want to re-enter the maze straight in at Part 2. Something for everyone, then. It’s even been freshly cursed by a real witch, and it’s guaranteed to trigger anyoneTM(no money back, terms and conditions apply)
Don’t forget, there’s a podcast of the novel as well, if you like to listen to a story while doing other stuff. The episodes for Parts 1 and 2 of the book are clearly marked, just like the table of contents in the book itself, for anyone who has read Part 1 already, and just wants to see what happens in Part 2, which can also be read/listened to as a stand alone novel. Click the link below to find more ways to listen to “The Q Affaire”
I warn you though, it’s terribly high-octane type excitement in Part 2, so you might not be able to HANDLE IT, unless you’ve gotten through Part 1 intact. Buckle up for the book, then, and let’s blast off!
This reblog of the week explores the FnordicCulture of the Discordian Tribe of Eris. My own recent digging around has unearthed a few old but new gems, including this scroll of wisdom, shown below, describing how the Aani myths relate to the chaotic origins of Discordia, and the legends of Eris, the Goddess of strife and thingimy-bobs of a messy nature, described first by the fed-up philosopher Richard Dawkins, which blossomed into the later memes of the post-post-classical meltdown period. Confused? Good. You are starting to get the fnord of the thing. Read on, for further illumination.
Discordian YouTube Connections? I’ve often suspected there’s a large area of cross-over, but never been able to definitively prove anything. And just look at the bother one can get into, speculating on things without proof. Defango recommends Tarl Warwick‘s (Styx hexenhammer666′s) book on Occult Memetics on a recent video. Interestingly, Tarl Warwick is also the editor of this little tome. He must be a busy guy, as he is also running for the position of Governer of Vermont this year. How fnordy is that. If you are worried about demon infestation issues from reading the Grimoire, you could stick to the Discordian version, which you probably won’t catch demons off, unless you consider a fit of the giggles evil.
Sigh. I’ll probably never get to the bottom of the entanglements of ideas that criss-cross through meme culture. Meanwhile……..
They say that the full moon brings out the crazies. There might be something in that. I recently had a go at editing a video for upload on my YouTube channel, which has feckall subscribers, so if I made a mess of it I wouldn’t make to much of a fool of myself, or garner too many negative comments. How wrong can you be?
The video itself got very few views, so little in the way of negative comments, since it didn’t exactly take YouTube by storm. No, it was me, myself and I that got all the comments, from one quite harsh critic, called Stacey Ann Hightower. Except she’s not called that at the moment. It changes a lot more often than her mood, which usually stays in the angry zone, unsurprisingly, since she has been a satellite planet in the pull of the exploding supernova known as the Denise Matteau channel. While she’s been flung off course by the explosion of Denise Matteau‘s main channel, shut down by repeated strikes for bullying and harassment, she has decided to reinvent herself and attach herself to the orbit of what she sees as up-and-coming stars that were circling in the same orbits in YouTube. She’s pretty deluded if she thinks that’s me, but in the crazy light of the moon, the lunatics dance and the keyboard campaigns of hatred are launched like rockets (too heavy with the confused astral metaphors, you think?).
So anyhow, Stacey Ann Hightower, who used to be Neon Flux, and has again changed her name, this time to Donna Syko Emerald, for posting slander about me in various comment sections where nobody really gives a d*mn about either of us, or has any idea who we even are, has been wearing herself ragged trying to persuade people in the ‘Truther Community’ on YouTube that myself and another guy called Aaron have been stalking herself and Denise Matteau, and are out to kill herself and her family. Crazy stuff, and there’s more; we are convicted pedophiles as well, it seems.
Not quite sure where her evidence is for any of the outrageous allegations, but that’s the kind of thing crazies get up to with their keyboards when the moon shines in their window. Or when they’re not busy doing another beer run at the local off-license or issuing their own death threats.
Part of what triggered her was the fact that when she used to be the YouTuber known as Neon Flux I wrotea post here which included her, and also featured her friend and ours, Denise Matteau. I was never a member of what Denise liked to think of as her little ‘Family’, but she and Neon were good buddies. Used to Email each other everyday, with all sorts of schemes and dreams constantly on the boil. Neon still uses Denise’s name as her own at times, she’s that big a fan.
Shame Denise went off her, when she realised that Neon might be more of an liability to the survival of her channel than an asset, and when the pot threatened to boil over, Denise spilled the beans on Neon, and burned her rather badly, divulging her personal details in videos, and reading out Emails Neon had sent her. Here’s a reposting of a video of a special reading Denise did from Neon’s Emails, that’s now gone the way of Denise’s main channel.
After Denise jettisoned Neon publicly, Neon threatened to sue her, and Denise then put around the story that Neon was working with me, Donna the professional killer (long story), and Aaron Cross, AKA Montagraph, ‘the pedophile’, and child killer, according to herself, as we had been public enemies for quite a while, me, for having dared to do a blog post about Denise’s life, which she had already splashed all over the internet herself, and Aaron, because she thought he was Montagraph, who can’t stand her either, since that time she said he was a pedo, and whipped her subscribers into a frenzy of hatred against him (whew, that sentence was longer than Proust, though it didn’t have as much literary style, I gotta admit). Wild stuff, but there were other thoroughly nutty people in Denise’s orbit who still believe this version of The Truth, and are rumbling out their convoy of lies around the various channels, trying to drum up a ‘crew’ to harass the so-called ‘trolls’.
Aww. De poa hurty wurty feewings when yo fweend wont twoll foa yo.
The whole thread on this video became funny when Delphi wanted to have a beauty contest with me, in an attempt to get me to ‘out’ my real-life identity. Wanted me to slug it out back on her horse channel. I posted a picture of myself looking my very best, since I just couldn’t get her off my back any other way. She hasn’t a chance against this fine thing.
Interestingly enough, just the week before she posted on the thread Delphi had been back on her own channel telling people she was being ‘stocked’, and was back in Denise’s good graces, working with her to resolve the Aaron problem. She told her friend she would Email. She’s good at staying in touch with people.Despite the fact that she avoids the internet like the plague.
Seems Delphi was creating her story and making sure it stuck long before she arrived on the YouTubeStory2Chinada3 video to cause trouble. She is currently telling her subscribers that she will be offline, and they are all getting concerned, and asking if she is OK. The finger will be no doubt pointed in Aaron and myself’s direction when she makes her next video. Maybe she is hoping she will impress Denise with her stocking skillz.
As for our old friend Neon, she’s had a rough time over at my Donna’s Moon Story video. Click the video above, and select View on YouTube, if you want to see the comments, but believe me, you are going to learn some new phrases that I hope you will never need to use yourself in your daily life. Be sure to expand the Comments Button To Sort By Newest first, as shown here.
She’s currently sleeping it off, though I seriously doubt she will rethink her attitudes when the sun comes up on a new day.
Update: You know my remarks about how to access Stacy/Neon’s nasty remarks on my video comment section? Well, ignore them, because she has removed them. I know you are probably driven mad with curiosity to see what was said before she passed out from emotional overload, or overload of something or other anyway, so I will post them here below. I’m putting them below the following book quote, in case you want to think over whether you want to look at something this yukky, so be warned.
Stacey thought if she just kept repeating the allegations somebody would believe them, and she could drag as many personal enemies and allegations into the stalker ring conspiracy as possible by going big on the lie. She had seen that this technique often worked for Denise, because they got the idea about our being stalkers and all the other horrible things from Denise, and believed them. Or just wanted everyone else to believe them, because they hated us for what they saw as a group of people working together to try to break up their Family cult, sorry, emmmm….cosy fellowship, of them against the world. And as if we didn’t get the message that she wanted us to know that she was still bestest buds with Denise, this comment was next.
It’s a bit confused, and the plot isn’t consistent, but confusion just adds to the whole conspiracy, dontcha think? Kindof a ‘Well, you must be over the target, because people seem to be getting annoyed’ school of logic, that so many deluded, what are now colloquially known as ‘Qtards‘ seem to use to make decisions when arriving at ‘The Truth‘. Stacey was determined to carry on with whatever bs she was trying to sell despite anything I said to the contrary. My version wasn’t as exciting, of course. It was just a standard response one makes when they’ve been threatened with a throat slitting (see comment above my drunk video at top of this page).
It went on and on. I got bored. I won’t bore you further. It was more of the same, with several name changes along the way. Currently, she’s Donna Psycho Emerald on this channel, where she carries on with inept trolling by making playlists, and Photoshopping a hat on my profile picture. Oh well, keeps her off the streets, I suppose. And her 10 subscribers, which I suspect are all her. Until she has to go out for more beer. She’s bound to be thirsty after all that hard work. Still, hard work never killed anyone, as they say, and it’s done wonders for her creativity, as she’s coming up with cute playlist names like ‘Donna Emerald the truth of her t3rror1sm‘ and ‘Aaron Cross stalker of women, offender of children‘. I like the hat, too.
Oh well, let’s leave them to their astral madness; seems that people will go on believing what they want to believe and turn their faces from the light of intelligence, to continue bathing in moon madness.
You know, you can be very annoying but I’m kinda fond of you. Guess you could say it’s a love/hate relationship. I love all the fun you have brought into my life; meeting a few new people who have turned out to be pretty nice, finding out new things, getting involved in new avenues of discovery; all the stuff that a relationship with another human being brings. You hate me, but that’s OK. I get it; I can be irritating too, and I don’t always go along with what you want, when you want it. A lot of people find me a bit like that, and you wouldn’t be the first one that was driven mad by it. But on some matters I wish you would lighten up a bit. The world is not filled with trolls, all out to get you, and it’s not really a them or us situation; it’s all us. We’re all human. And when you are calling others trolls, you are risking looking more like a troll yourself.
It’s pretty infuriating sometimes, and I have to write it all down, or tell people about it, to keep it straight in my head. The poison threatens to infect me, and turn me into a bitter troll sometimes. It’s hard to stay nice, and tempting to become a nasty mean old troll, but I remind myself that there are rewards for being nice, like looking in the mirror in the morning, and not hating who you are; even if you don’t look as pretty on the outside as you would wish, you know that you are beautiful on the inside, and maybe the beauty will shine out, and make other people as happy as you are yourself. There’s nothing as good as making someone smile. Maybe it’s a bit sickening, but the guy with the typewriter gets it, and lots of other people do, and that makes me feel very good about life, and living.
Nobody wants you to suffer, nobody has planned it, and it is only the truly ignorant and lost who are made happy by the suffering of others; perhaps in the short term, there’s a satisfaction, but the slow soul rot that results will eventually turn up in your eyes someday when you look in your mirror, and you will find it very hard to live with yourself.
So accept that you are not perfect; after all, others can accept themselves as they are, warts and all, so how bad can you be really? Maybe you have just set your standards too high, above the rest of us ordinary folk. You are not special, in anything but being human. And in the human spirit, I wish you love now, and happiness, even if you don’t want it from me. At least take it from yourself. Life isn’t so very long, and you deserve happiness, just as everyone does. Join the human race, and enjoy the music.
The greatest cross in the world is to be without a cross’. These are the words of the famous Jesuit preacherBishop Fulton J. Sheen, a popular lecturer on a wide range of topics. Bishop Fulton’s humour and knowledge on a wide range of insightful topics made him popular with Sunday Catholic TV audiences in the 50s. His series of shows begins with a sermon on
Bend the knee, pull up a pew in the comfort of your own home, and get ready to take notes (or just write the best jokes down; you’re allowed laugh in thischapel), because I guarantee he will hypnotizeyou with his riveting sermons. Or just switch channels and watch cartoons instead.
When you believe the means justifies the ends, a laSaul Alinsky’s playbook, pretty much anything goes. Have fun with it by all means , and don’t let thediscord get to you, but remember, the point is to keep you going around in circles instead of having a real life. These people are quite happy to isolate you from all your friends, and leave you fecked up and lonely, wondering where it all went wrong. They do that by interspersing lieswith truths, and using phoney justifications for doing it. They even want you to help them to keep others going in the same circles (called driving social engagement by marketers). These people are not your real friends, they are fairweather friends who only wish to have you onboard as long as the going is good, and the clicks keep coming. To understand the multi-layered nature of the game, let’s have Bill Hicks explain.
YouTubeLARPSinvolve the utilization of the most cynical methods methods imaginable by cross-platform marketers to emotionally engage the viewer while distancing them increasingly from reality. The post below from Symzoniaexplores surrealist art in relation to the reflected realities that lie on the other side of our reality. Marketers reappropriate and subvert Fine art and transmute the sublime into the mundane in the name of Mammon. The aim is to engage the viewer, keep him going around in ever decreasing circles, before he finally disappears into a rabbit-hole which is the blackest pit of all, Dante’s 4th circle, where hopefully all marketers will reside for eternity, being poked eternally by the rest of us. If we ever speak to another human being again, that is, after having our souls raped by these lowlives, whose moral justification is the AssassinsCreed, of killing them with kindness. The kindness extends to endlessly poking YOU with endless volumes of spam Emails bringing you to other places you really don’t want toend upin, and pleas to interact in Facebook groups, where they mine your data, in order to have something to read in hell. Meanwhile, decent folk are kind of hoping they’ll choke on their own psychotic pills. Perhaps we would be better off hanging out with nobler creatures, but it would be a pity to lose one’s faith in the goodness of at least most of the people we interact with. They are not all actors in the movie ‘zombieapocalypse‘. They are the great big happy family that wants to sell you something, and all you need to give up in return is your soul. More info on the marketing Family here.