Month: July 2012

Hunter S. Thompson was a human being until he wrote himself into a hero myth. It’s not that he wasn’t a great writer, he certainly was. His problem was living some thin fucking bullshit persona until the popularity of that lie killed him.

Thompson surrounded himself with sycophantic admirers and in going after “bastards” became increasingly like those “bastards” until his end. The man got complacent, and died as a fucking self-absorbed tragic cartoon on a neverending quest for women and fame.

Although an American icon for bad journalism, Thompson left a hateful trail of idiosyncratic beliefs that haven’t aged very well. In the audio commentary for Fear And Loathing, Thompson continually lets out screams from snorting Amyls as he spews homophobia. I’m sure he thought it was very funny at the time, and shit, he was the king of funny! The decider! In the documentary Breakfast with Hunter, the coot bedevils Fear and Loathing writers, chasing them from his “compound” because they wanted to turn his cartoon story into a cartoon. There is nothing more pathetic than an angry old cartoon persona crank raging out over the despoliation of his sacred work. At least the geezer had the balls to do it himself.

I’ve only read a single book by Thompson, or more accurately, I’ve only listened to the audiobook of Fear and Loathing because everyone made a big fuss about him being some kind of godlike writer. I laughed some, and was forced to watch all the documentaries, but in the end he was just another drugged out self-mythologizing lunatic on a power trip from hell.

Fuck Hunter S. Thompson. I’m glad he’s dead.

THE “STYLISH” ALTERNATIVE to previous CYBERMOVEMENTS!

The Cypherpunk dream looks like Julian Assange and nobody’s inside the Matrix fighting with Wintermute. The Internet, however, is filled with flying penises and people are trying to ENJOY this damned thing without falling into absolute doubt about every possibly fake piece of information. Thankfully, the art of Rhizomatics has been perfected by the Philosopher and Free Energy Mogul Alrart.

A primer for students of Rhizomatics (It’s like Marxism for Social Media!)

Social Media is quickly becoming the primary vector for all Media. Information from millions of channels comes in disjointed video clips, image macros, and extraordinarily deep hypertext messages. The ideal Metapunk is immersed in this torrent of information, both learning from it and teaching constantly, plunging forever into the abyss that is internet knowledge.

A novel approach to learning

The ideal Metapunk is a Metadidact, or one who learns mostly through the small bits of information passed on by others. Rhizomatics has only begun to study this new dynamic, but Metaknowledge is only different from traditional academic knowledge in that it does not come through a course of directed studies, but rather a self-determined exploration process which may span a wide range of disciplines and include even the most advanced materials. Guidance from experts and firm understanding of the importance of context is the only way Metaknowledge can even be made useful, and experts in all fields are obligated to become Social Media intellectuals! They must themselves become Metadidacts, but they need not participate in pedagogy!

The horrific Abyss of Knowledge

Metapunks and the world at large are forced to confront confused and archaic ideas for art, ethics, etiquette, and metaphysics in the uncharted territory of metaknowledge. Hoaxes roam free, and lies flourish. Anonymous and pseudonymous users confuscate the very ideas of identity, gender, and “geniuine.” Artificial Intelligence is sitting on our doorstep, waiting to be unwrapped, but what will we find inside? The only dose of skepticism hefty enough to deal with all these questions and uncertainty may not seem sane!

And it is insane, technically!

To survive, the Metapunk revels in multiple personalities! The best way to face the uncertainty of sockpuppets is knowledge of sockpuppets! Explore other personalities today! 

In what is turning out to be the worst case of popular sacrilege since the Jyllands-Posten Muhammad cartoons controversy, Sunday, the infamous street artist Banksy boldly desecrated the Western Wall with an absurdly simple and gratuitous anti-war message in a contrived media event designed to boost his own brand of so-called “anti-celebrity.”

Orthodox Rabbi Shlomo Amar has called this incident the “Worst outrage since the holocaust, and all Gentiles should be punished unequivocally and without discretion.”

Cultural Critic Slavoj Žižek deconstructed, “My God! It’s as if God has no clothes!”

Conspiracy theorists in Israel have identified “Banksy” as a Muslim citizen of the UK named Hayed Al-Achmed. We reached Al-Achmed for comment, and he denied these accusations categorically and provided proof from his employer that he could not have possibly been in Jerusalem at the time of the blasphemy.

Nonetheless, the already tense and religiously charged situation in Israel has instantly degenerated. Seemingly taking this event as a cue, at least 70 rockets have been fired towards Israeli settlements, and Israel has been accused of launching White Phosphorous munitions from drones onto Exploited Palestinian Ghetto Cities.

Banksy has remained unavailable for comment.