Lifestyle: yesterday I bought a new corn cob pipe for a dollar. It gives me a common touch, which I previously sorely lacked.
The thing about ignoring the advice of the Conspiracy is that my decision conforms to the scientific method. The more I heed their advice, the worse things get, war in Cambodia (I was also heeding them in 1978 and '79), living under bridges and out of Krispy Kreme dumpsters, etc. When I ignore their signals I am more relaxed and also things go better.
I, Kerry Thornley, being of sound mind, will all my notebooks, in the event of my death, to a Zenarchist organization to be established in my memory, called the Kerry Thornley Coffee Klatch.
Coffee remains the finest drug in the world in my opinion. In this I'm in hereditary agreement with my paternal grandmother in her lengthy Jack Mormon phase. I did some good acid this weekend. Better than anything I've dropped in years. Could've been, I guess, a 1,000 mic. tab. Strong, lympid stuff. Allen, Shelly and Michael also. We went to an eviction party. I went back to the pub and explained to Yippies why I think Prussians are the problem with Russia, and everybody else, practically. Then I went on strike against thinking about politics. The party looked like it was going to be boring. They wanted to discuss Tony Jackson and CBS and Fire and Puritanism, defensively I wasn't in the mood. They shouldn'ta given me LSD-25 if they wanted me to think about government. So I sat in the pub and watched Allen and Shelly and a gnomic teenager and a laughing Nigerian exchange student look beautifully esthetic, if that isn't redundant. Yesterday when I woke up I not only was still mildly tripping, I also had a hangover from free beers Nat and Shelly and Allen bought me. Very unusual. I took an Excedrin, smoked a roach, then a joint, and the rest of the day was even more unusually nirvanic. It rained and that was nice and psychedelic of the Weather Conspiracy, because this morning it has added to the pleasant acidy illusion that the world had just been to a car wash.
I keep thinking, whenever I think about Woody Guthrie, about how "KILL FASCISTS" was emblazoned on his guitar. How times change.
What rock singer of the Sixties would've written KILL anything on an instrument. That, I guess, was the function of the rock group, The Who. There was hypocrisy going down.
More and more I feel like I should tremble as I write and speak. I make the most casual jokes and the whole world seems to go into upheaval. Of course worrying about it also seems ridiculous.
Randall Carlson is an archival man; his vast dining room is converted into a library of magick and science and assassination history, an extension of his mind, which seems saturated with like information, both known and unknown. I slept in the house in his backyard last night, Monday night, with his permission, after first discussing the astrological conjunctions of Saturn and Jupiter at the time of both John Kennedy's and John Lennon's assassinations. Similar tragedies have clouded history every 20 years when that conjunction occurs: in 1940 Franklin Delano Roosevelt became President.
That is what Randall said. Now that I think of it, FDR was President all through the Thirties. I'll have to mention that to him.
FDR didn't get us out of the Depression until getting us into the War. And his War Administration began after his 1940 re-election so maybe that's it. These things become more and more manifest the harder you look.
Anyway, the Saturn, Jupiter conjunction is supposed to symbolize the death of the old king and the ascension of the new king.
The Satanists (I almost said Catholics) think I'm interested in starvation as a sneaky way of fighting mind control. I've been fanatical about starvation since 1959. I've only known I'm a mind control victim since 1979. I would never have plotted to kill JFK if Ayn Rand's Objectivist Newsletters hadn't convinced me he was going to plunge the whole world into hunger with price controls, etc. I wouldn't be interested in politics at this time were it not for the genocidal holocaust of starvation, war, etc.
Politics is much too macabre to command the attention of a mentally healthy person except in emergencies that engulf the whole planet. Any hope of abolishing mind control seems hopeless to me. That's like wanting to unilaterally act in such a way as to get rid of all nuclear weapons, no way to get there there that way.
I've always thought self-selecting intentional communities could solve cultural problems, provided objective arms inspection methods were present. I don't see, never have seen, any point in religious wars, Satanists infiltrating Catholics or anything else. These are not new ideas I've suddenly acquired, I've been opposing starvation and supporting intentional communities since 1979. People who worry about Catholics or Muslims or atheists or Satanists have always seemed quaintly irrelevant to me in my philosophy of Jubilant Cynicism.
Cynicism observes that people do not practice what they believe most of the time. Jubulant Cynicism has taken a long hard look at what it is they believe.
Latin Catholics don't much resemble American Catholics, as a rule. There are Muslims who keep harems of young boys. Belief is only related to behavior by tenuous connections. Someone's character is usually formed, as a result of predominately accidental social conditioning, by the time they are six years old. Convert a bastard to, say, Marxism and you will get a Marxist bastard. Convert a saint and you will get a Marxist saint.
Conditions, such as not having to live in psychologically overcrowded conditions, improve the tolerability of behavior. Which is why coercive Puritanism and land monopoly have to go if we aren't all going to suffer.
What ideologies most people maintain in elaboration of all the additional trivialities of existence don't much influence anything at all.
So I just don't think about the Satanists much. I like their defiant irreverent spirit. It just gets bogged down in taking religion too seriously though. To me there isn't much difference in attitude between a Satanist and an Irish Catholic. Both like to fight about Jesus. Both are very colorful. Both are quite militant about any number of absurdly feeble abstractions. Both think they are somewhere near the center of the whole universe.
We could give Ireland to the Catholics and California to the Satanists. Both California and Nevada if we let the Okies keep the Great Central Valley as an autonomous republic.
I met a Taiwanese woman one day. Before that I'd never thought much about the indigenous population of Formosa. What if all the reactionary Chinese were encouraged to migrate to Hong Kong and Taiwan were made an autonomous Taiwanese Republic within the People's Republic of China? Hong Kong looks as if it may become a de facto autonomous community of reactionary Chinese under guidance of China. That's just a brainstorming suggestion that might spur a more sophisticated idea among the same lines.
Wouldn't it be rational to emphasize the rights of Taiwan's native population?
The woman I met didn't like foreigners ruling Taiwan since the KMT exile-occupation either.
To me, if all anti-Catholics simply organized to stop the Church's tampering with States, the Catholics would cease to be a problem to anyone but themselves. And it would happen soon, if everyone weren't spreading their efforts too thin. Instead, people as complicated as Jesuits try to destroy them once and for all.
The Libertarian premise is groups only become problems when they begin pointing weapons (via military or legalistic maneuvers) at other groups. For example, what's to prevent Catholics from outlawing cremation? Or Christian Scientists from outlawing all medicines and funerals? Once a private subjective faith can be made into a law there is no reason why, if abortion is legalized for the sake of Catholics and Baptists, medical doctors shouldn't be outlawed for the sake of Christian Scientists, etc.