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Let’s just imagine that you’re OK as a person. Then you screw up. Why would an OK person screw up?
Because they’re fundamentally flawed and deserve to go to hell. That’s the only reason I can think of.
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NEW BLOG Part 1
Yesterday we were talking about establishing a set of conventions for a particular programming language should be used and I couldn’t think of the word that I wanted for established and congeal came up and that wasn’t good, end infrigidate came up too, from the thesaurus, which means to chill — infrigidate.
Words in general have an appeal to me; the word infrigidate especially did — where’s the rest of my joke? It went quiet.
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And so my co-worker and I were talking about infrigidate, and I asked, you know, How did it fit in there? And my coworker was quite up to this; and he said, These conventions don’t need to infrigidate, they need to defrigidate. He’s not exactly a fan of my standards. He said, No really, defridgidate them; I mean it.
No, my natural response would be to say defridgidate isn’t a word, so you only get so many points for that. But I guess that’s just a comment.
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Language is my jungle gym. Look, I’m over here; no, I’m over there. I’m over here now! Whee!
It’s like a multi-level super-fun playground, language. If you hang out enough, you can learn to run-around on multiple levels at once — hey.
No playground like that other that language, that I know about.
I’m swinging —- into a parking space.
See there’s rhythm, and there’s meaning, and there’s meaning-meaning; there’s the sounds and the slipperiness….
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There are two other ways that we talk ourselves into being immoral besides wit. One is I did it already and so it’s done aka I should have known.
I didn’t know when I did it the first time that I shouldn’t have, I didn’t realize, maybe I should have known, I should have known, I should have known, I should have known, I should have known, I should have known, I should have known I should have known! I should have known! I, I did it, I already did it already, and I should have known, and though I should have known, OH WOAH NO, (disgustedly) I did it again.
Because if I should have known, then knowing doesn’t change anything. Does that make sense? I will explain.
So let me point this out: you shouldn’t have known. If you should have known, you not only would have known, you would have recalled that you knew at the time that you needed to.
Did you? It’s a serious question. You’d remember. Dilemmas tend to stand out:
Oh man, should I do this? Should I not…. there’s a lot of good reasons why I shouldn’t, and … knowing all of them now … I’m going to do it anyway.
I call it charging on, just personally. I’m going to charge on.
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So you either will or won’t have memories of a dilemma.
- -If you have memories of a dilemma, you are not going to feel like you should have known because you’ll know that you knew.
- -If you don’t have memories of a dilemma, it’s because you didn’t have one, and then you didn’t know, did you.
In neither case should you have known. It’s pretty strange to think that you should have known, because I’m not sure how you would have known.
Perhaps you forgot.
Okay sure, someone told you before, but at that moment you forgot. Should you have known things that you forgot? How?
What are you going to do take a whip and somehow access your subconscious? Remember this next time I’m in trouble, darm you! Well that sounds like a good idea, try it: but you can’t go back in time and do it now can you?
THAT WAS BLOG Forgiveness der Vergessenheit. (It’s German).
So, if you didn’t have one of those dilemmas, and you’re screaming at yourself about how you should have known, you didn’t know because you forgot, but now you do. And next time you will have that dilemma.
And then if you charge on, and screw up again, what you’ll say is: I knew I shouldn’t have done that, I knew, I knew, I freaking knew, I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew I shouldn’t have done that except you’ll probably only say it once.
Information is an intersection. You can’t turn before you come to it.
But it’s okay, there are a lot of roads that go to the same places.
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Apparently I just said something important. I have no idea what it was, but I said it’s important afterwards .
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NEW BLOG Part 2
Let’s just imagine that you’re OK as a person. Then you screw up. Why would an OK person screw up?
Because they’re fundamentally flawed and deserve to go to hell. That’s the only reason I can think of.
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NEW BLOG Part 3
Do you think it’s possible maybe that they didn’t just forget? If, had they remembered, if someone walked up to them at that moment, and said, Um, no one’s going to like that if you do that, or that’s not your coffee, radiation; that’s someone else’s coffee, is it possible that they might have done something completely different?
Or, as vile sinners, would they have charged on? I don’t think so! Okay people screw up! Because they forget. Or because they just don’t know.
Wait, that’s not my coffee? Really?
Really? Where did it come from? I’ve been alone in here for three days.
I guess from now on I’ll just have to label everything. Huh.
And I guess I also have to say that a person, throughout that entire process is still ok, at every point in it. We know when we really screw up. We feel it. Maybe if you’re psychotic you don’t, but if you wake up and you say, I’m not going to work today: screw it!, you know what you’re doing. (turning into office parking lot) Nobody needs to tell you. With this magic marker. From now on, I’m going to label my cup. Just my cup. Because I don’t care if you drink mine or not– I just want to know which one is mine. Next time.
I’m talking about something. What am I talking about? I’m still alive. That’s what I’m talking about.