joe_eschaton
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I look around, I look around, and I see a lot of new faces. Perhaps it’s because their identities have changed. Perhaps it’s because they all came down with the last shower, ignorant and fresh as an hallucinogenic mushroom. Or perhaps it’s because I’ve never been here before. All the same, it is like walking into an undiscovered room in your own house to discover a party going on and you weren’t invited. But the music’s a load of old cock-rock. And nobody is getting pissed.
I have to wonder at the wisdom of creating a ‘Troll Kingdom’. The very phrase is self-defeating and suspicious. Any category is problematic, as any amateur troll would know. This very fact is precisely what our power springs from, and it must exploit. It is from where our highly undiplomatic dispositions acquire their immunity. Our disruptions of stolid discourse. Our demolition of strait-jacketed structures. Our mystico-conceptual anarchy in the field of morals. Our only lodestar: that which can be shown, but not said. Btw, kingdom implies a king.
Plato has Socrates say: ‘Until the kings become philosophers or the philosophers become kings, I can see no end of trouble for our people’. If Plato had known his teacher was a troll, I imagine he’d revise his proposition. Let me do it for him and for all our edification: Until the philosopher becomes a troll, or the troll becomes philosopher, there will be no end of tedium for our people. I would certainly have a troll become a monarch. And watch with admiration as he tears his land apart. Of course, in no way do I condone terrorism. Unless the people really are afraid.
I invite you trolls to raise your game and get this party started. I’ve brought some crystal meth to share, and you can all take it in turns to shag the sheep. Someone’s making Molotov cocktails in the kitchen. And I hear that Raffles has some decent songs. Bring me Wittgenstein and vodka. Give me cannabis and hard-rock Nescafe. Radiohead, and rusty razorwire. Bestiality and monkey brains and Baudelaire. The star that burns twice as bright burns half as long. And I have been here far too long already. J
* qui custodiet ipsos custodies: who will guard the guards themselves? Seneca.
I have to wonder at the wisdom of creating a ‘Troll Kingdom’. The very phrase is self-defeating and suspicious. Any category is problematic, as any amateur troll would know. This very fact is precisely what our power springs from, and it must exploit. It is from where our highly undiplomatic dispositions acquire their immunity. Our disruptions of stolid discourse. Our demolition of strait-jacketed structures. Our mystico-conceptual anarchy in the field of morals. Our only lodestar: that which can be shown, but not said. Btw, kingdom implies a king.
Plato has Socrates say: ‘Until the kings become philosophers or the philosophers become kings, I can see no end of trouble for our people’. If Plato had known his teacher was a troll, I imagine he’d revise his proposition. Let me do it for him and for all our edification: Until the philosopher becomes a troll, or the troll becomes philosopher, there will be no end of tedium for our people. I would certainly have a troll become a monarch. And watch with admiration as he tears his land apart. Of course, in no way do I condone terrorism. Unless the people really are afraid.
I invite you trolls to raise your game and get this party started. I’ve brought some crystal meth to share, and you can all take it in turns to shag the sheep. Someone’s making Molotov cocktails in the kitchen. And I hear that Raffles has some decent songs. Bring me Wittgenstein and vodka. Give me cannabis and hard-rock Nescafe. Radiohead, and rusty razorwire. Bestiality and monkey brains and Baudelaire. The star that burns twice as bright burns half as long. And I have been here far too long already. J
* qui custodiet ipsos custodies: who will guard the guards themselves? Seneca.
