Letter to an old friend

Hello readers and listeners,

 

I just got in touch with an old pen friend I’ve had since the 1990’s and I realized some of how I explained my news might benefit you all. Here is what I’d like to share:

 


 

I don’t know anyone who’s caught the virus yet, unless they have it and don’t know it…

 

On this topic, yes, I have many doubts about all reporting that is going on, including for Covid-19. I have spent this last decade watching a rather large “pandemic” in what social network companies and their designs have been doing to society at large. I’m very grateful there is now a non-profit organization, The Center for Humane Technology, that is also very concerned about that and they consist of people who began to notice what was happening around the same time I did. (2011-2014)

 

I’ve learned a lot from their podcast, “Your Undivided Attention”, in the last year or so and it is a relief to know and learn about all the different designs used to manipulate the behaviour of so many people. The new shows are a bit too gloomy, but starting from the beginning with each step is something I highly recommend to those who are interested. Not many people I know have any interest. It’s rather scary to see. However, I joined in an online chat during an interview with a co-founder of the organization, and there were quite a few people who admitted that, like me, when they explain the organization, humanetech.com, to friends it is like the friends never hear a word they say. So I know that my experience occurs with other people.

 

I hope none of that sounded like a conspiracy theory. It’s actually all very straightforward when one learns ”the ropes”. Learning through their website and shows has helped me to understand a great deal about the 20th century designs that gave me much anxiety during my whole life, too, and that is also a relief. I knew a little bit from studying entertainment so much but I had not considered how deeply information technology is rooted in entertainment designs to catch the attention in order to sell advertisement revenue. I was wise to focus on slice-of-life and fluff entertainment beginning in my 20’s.

 

Anyway, for all of that, I am not surprised, nor have much faith, in much reporting. I believe our newspaper is “fair enough” but there is always something to catch, like an oddly worded article in May. That one gave the impression there might be a garlic shortage on the way after the very poor idea was out that there was a meat shortage when the facts were clear that it wasn’t as a big a problem as the “news” was making it out to be. I kept waiting for a subscriber to write to the newspaper and ask, “Oh, how dumb do you think we are?”

 

Oh! And my Mum was great when I was last on the telephone with her a couple weeks ago as she pointed out, “Even the weather reports make it out like the world is ending now!” Because wherever she is looking provides eye catching material of some weather disaster that is not her local forecast which is what she is trying to find. I told her, “Yes, it’s to get your attention and sell more advertising.”

 

I follow whatever rules for mask wearing and shopping, all the distancing on walks, but I find the terror-reporting extremely unhelpful. It makes it out like we are constantly living in a soap-opera show. (As I continue to resolve a fifty year old one!)

 

[more personal “how we are” news omitted]

 

I am still doing The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows show. Considering all I mentioned earlier about human behaviour changing it makes a lot of sense I slowed down so much. Everything did with the tech distractions. So there are more podcasts of me simply talking and learning what was happening to us, as a race, than radio dramas. Of the radio play fiction I have Episode 20 and 21 more or less done, not released yet, and am working on Episode 22. I had to return to pen pals to get enough discussion for the shows. Simply sharing online to get enough discussion has not worked for years.

 

So please recognize that letter-writing and lengthy correspondence is a most important skill! We can see how horribly society decays without enough of us able to do it.

 

However I do feel like all my interest in the spooky, Halloween, stories, vampires, ghosts and so forth has paid off magnificently. Barely anyone I’ve encountered could understand Barnabas Collins and Josette duPres. For me it was easy to understand. Our versions of Dracula kept changing to reflect ourselves, (even in the hilarious “Love At First Bite”). Many humans don’t like having to kill other creatures to live, we prefer harmony, and reluctant vampires reflect that. We, like Barnabas Collins, reach for a divine entity of love and life, rather than lust, and that would be someone like Josette duPres.

 

Great to hear you enjoying yourself with some fresh air…

 

…I am trying to remember birthdays again. It’s a great reason to reach out when one hasn’t in a while. Holiday cards can get monotonous, but birthdays are mostly different from one another. I have an account signed up with “The Birthday Alarm” which is an almost twenty year old email set up that reminds you of birthdays you entered. It still works.

 

Oh dear! Now this is three pages. I shall send it off and look forward to hearing from you again. And very glad you’re are still there and well! (And suspicious of “the news”. That is also very healthy!)

 

Take care,

 

Daryl

Don’t Ask The Source

Gather around this web journal and don’t ask the writer what it means.

Don’t email, don’t call, don’t write a letter. Don’t be direct.

Remain as you are. Remain beholden to third parties and commercial companies.

Hate the overlords that provide your communication and continue to worship their creations of twitter, tumblr, instagram, facebook, and even pinterest. Dismiss your device creators but keep your dependence on their inventions.

Don’t lengthen your attention to understand these words. Continue to shrink your comprehension to the size of a tiny fish bowl.

Revel in your lack of choice and maintain your subservience.

Ask no inquiries of the woman behind the microphone.

“Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.”

Continue to smoke cigars, play poker and smash windows on your Pleasure Island. Allow yourself to feel you are breaking all the rules of authority while you are converted into a donkey that is pulling its commercial carts.

Don’t ask your parents or guardians where you came from. Ask Mommy-Internet. Don’t ask another human being for directions. Ask Google instead.

Remain a cog in the machine. Let go of your free-will, and “like” all things presented on the conveyor belt in your cattle-troughs.

Wonder not at the answers for they are spread before you in an automatic stream, complete with rewards and “highs” to keep you hooked.

Don’t engage in conversation with anyone except through these addictive business models.

Don’t ask the source. It’s not “safe”. (And worse than that, it makes no money.)

Allow new, “easy” communication systems to own you and your thoughts, to replace your learning and memorization skills, rely on the approval of controlled masses to decide how you feel and what you think.

Reliability is not dependent on an original source; it depends upon gossip with third party sources who had nothing to do with its creation.

Ask me nothing.

Serve your commercial leaders with your attention. Serve them with your loyalty. Serve them with your trust.

You are not being fooled.

More Addams Family: A Call To Chat

First off I need to vent my spleen about something that is making this whole universe ill:

Bash-Culture.

I am sick to death of this phenomenon. I can’t get any chat about almost anything out of anyone because the first thing that comes up is how much one form of whatever is hated. Why? What is the point?

 
Is it because we’ve crossed so many boundaries already and the final thing left to hate-on is entertainment?

Is it because these social networks have engendered the entire population back into a school playground where every individual feels the need to vocalize louder than the rest?

Is there some inherent need to put on some swagger to feel superior to each other?

Has the Information Age made information itself so convenient that no one wants to bother learning a damn thing anymore?

All of the above?

All I know is I can’t get a dialogue going about The Addams Family with almost anyone because something always comes up to interrupt it; Some version of The Addams Family that was disapproved of. There is barely any practice in conversation that doesn’t adhere to despising some little piece of it to death.

 
This doesn’t help get any new work done. There appears to be no knowledgeable fan with conversation skills within easy reach of me. It’s the same damn problem as it’s been with lovers of the Dark Shadows romantic pairings I’ve put together all over again: Nothing but photos and little friggin’ happy stickers…

 
What I understand of The Addams Family is it was begun as a scene of panels by Charles Addams. Addams’ first drawing, a sketch of a window washer, ran in The New Yorker on February 6, 1932, and his cartoons ran regularly in the magazine from 1938, when he drew the first in the series that came to be called The Addams Family, until his death. He was a freelancer throughout that time.

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The Addams Family television series began after David Levy, a television producer, approached Addams with an offer to create it with a little help from the humorist. All Addams had to do was give his characters names and more characteristics for the actors to use in portrayals. The series ran on ABC for two seasons, from 1964 to 1966.

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Those old drawings were more macabre than the 1960’s television show of The Addams Family I am currently watching and taking notes on. There was more comic hilarity in the television show and very likely because of what that television audience in those years were allowed to view. A sign of the times.

 
Later on, the films of The Addams Family in the 1990’s incorporated this darker infusion of The Addams Family, and even began with a direct take from the comic of old, pouring boiling oil on a party of Christmas carolers. These films were not my introduction to The Addams Family but they were the strong pull I had as new releases in my teens when I was already attracted to the spooky and bizarre as a whole.

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For that am I supposed to suffer? Am I supposed to have to wallow in a cave for what I saw due to my age and environment? Do I continue to have to avoid this topic because anyone who enjoys those films, which are over twenty years old by now, are also going to be yelled at for enjoying them rather than the television show which was inspired by a series of one panel comics in The New Yorker of the 1930’s?

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Perhaps no one is left who might have preferred the New Yorker panel comics to the damn 1960’s television show! (If you are, I’m ready to hear your complaints! And only yours!)

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I’ve yet to hear any troubles with what came after the 1990’s Addams Family films due to their success, which is “The Addams Family: The Animated Series” (1992–1993), without which I may not have had the pleasure of Automne Archer’s company and help! She watched those cartoons, then the films, THEN the television show of the 1960’s in that order. Did I ever harp on her about that?

No.

Why?

Because I am NOT interested in what is hated, I’m interested in what is loved. And what you love about it!

What purpose does any of this holier-than-thou posturing serve? Just seems like a bunch of apes beating their chests to show off. I will admit I did quite a bit of that from my junior-high school to college years. And you know what I did after that?

I moved on!

I distinctly looked at the wealth of books, movies, audio shows and anything else that I liked in particular and I stuck to those. I became very aware that I had a ton of choices to pick from. So? I picked what I wanted to pick!

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And what happened after that? I became very open to what other people were choosing for themselves, not because I wanted to imbibe what they were enjoying but because I liked listening to what they had good to say about it. I turn down offers to watch or read things. I’m more interested in what that friend or individual got out of what they enjoyed.

 
Unfortunately, nowadays it’s a massive secret where the heck people are hiding out to dare discuss what they enjoy. The internet has become a battleground of hate and constant dismissal. Anything those pesky advertisers can do to grab your attention at some scandal or idiotic griping over nothing. It’s all programming, you know. It’s all just to soak your attention and get you to purchase more that you don’t need. And the upshot is always reverting back to that sense of irritation with something that has an off-switch within easy reach.

 
Hence? This log entry. I implore any lovers of The Addams Family to reach me and discuss any and all facets that you love about it. Maybe you’re rusty, yes, but I’m fed up with the hate. The Addams Family is not about that. They symbolize the most diverse and loving aspects in each of us, and they do it in a spooky way, which I love. Whatever Addams Family you like most? I want to hear all about it! I don’t want stickers, I don’t want bravos.

 I want CHAT!

Thank you.

The Purpose…

It pains me greatly when I hear that people believe I want popularity for The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows. I never did. Just 25 people, with maybe 5 perspectives per episode. I had more than that in terms of numbers, and I could not understand what was wrong after 19 months.

I worked harder to get the perspectives, the laughter, the insight, and the more I didn’t get it, the harder I worked to find out why. Then I found out why and all Hell broke loose in my soul. I never wanted high numbers, I wanted discussion.

Has anyone ever watched Sherlock Holmes, and seen him tearing through his files, making crazy messes, going mad because he can’t find the data for his research, or he discovers even more sinister things afoot? That’s me. That’s what happened. That’s why.

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