date: Sat 31 May 2025 11:06:04 PM PDT
subj: is it dystopia we live ?? Cloudcuckooland
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Is dystopia here?
Can we even know if it was or wasn't?
If we can't tell if its here or not doesn't that mean we live in
a dystopia?
Are gopherholes safe from scrutiny, of AI crawlers?
Holly shit. I wish I didn't have thoughts like what I write
sometimes. I didn't get them out of the blue. I got them from
the media, Internets, movies, sci-fi (now reality?), and looking
back on times past, seeing family photos of their world. I
watch the information age spark hit a fuse then die out without
even a bang pop.
Dystopia is knowing the reality my children will likely have
even less than myself, like most of the people today. Will my
children say to me **"I think you've lived through one of the
best eras in history."** Life's cards are really a set comprised
of who your parents are/were, where you are raised, and any
possible luck/chance that falls in front of you. I know there
are some real fuckheads out there with delusions contrary to my
statement, but what do they really know. If they have lots, and
landed in the right places, worked really hard to get there, its
impossible for them to understand this. Paul Mitchelle I don't
think had it like so many all over the world. He was a great
story of rags to riches, an anomaly, but certainly not the norm.
There are really hard workers scavenging garbage heaps in
Indonesia and they are the age of children, as well as men, and
women. Tell me they are going to somehow go to Yale or Harvard.
No no no they are going to just live those hard lives because
they are in the wrong place at the wrong time, while the jack
ass 1% people look at them like ants from their private jets as
they fly over. If you are born in the desert where no water
exists, you ain't going to work hard to make it in life, because
you only live a week. Likewise if you are an adult and find
yourself in the desert without training you'll only live a week,
no matter how hard you work. My point, wrong place wrong time,
no escape. The children working the trash heaps, breathing
toxins, looking for plastic bags, and rubbish appear to signal
the coming fuckville of dystopia.
I recall year 2019 my father approaching the end of his days.
He was getting old, but his mind was doing fine for what he'd
been through in life. On the other hand his body wasn't due to
lack of self care. He lost the will to keep it all together. A
divorce late in life, a loss of most of his retirement in that
divorce (without a fight), and most of his happiness was in
buying little things. After losing his home due to loss of
employment even at retirement age, he lived in an duplex with
his cat. After his death I had to clean out his place, he hadn't
even unpacked his things. I think he lived in that place for 10
years. Those 10 years really flew by for me. The years he lived
there I was so busy in life trying to crawl out of the hole life
tried to throw me in; a nine year court battle for custody and
visitation frustration. I was doing my best to get my education,
work full time, and just not fall into despair, or all the way
down the dark hole depression can keep a person in. I wish had
helped my father more, and time flew by while I chased education
and tried to move up in the world. My mom continued to plant sow
seeds of distrust and caution in my mind, due to her disdain for
him. Don't be like me, if you can visit your aging friends and
relatives, save yourself the loss and regret. I didn't know my
dad died for probably two weeks :( I came from a family sick
with ... you'll figure it out, you're on your own. Its
ingrained within me! He died alone, with $250K in medical bills,
credit debt, most of his things I had to sell, and I get his
life time subscription to some magazine. My entire life my
mother continued to caution me about father, which is a reason I
didn't help him. In my mind I was poisoned about him. After he
passed my mom divorced me. I can't recall when my father said
bad things about my mother, but she is sure he said bad things
about her. She has her own issues as do us all, but isn't not
knowing what is true or isn't part of living a dystopia? . My
father was just doing what he could in life. I was lucky to
spend time with him before he fell down the hole, and some time
after that, and I loved him. I have one relic of him, a voice
message left on an answering machine I unplugged around year
2002. I get to hear him say "Son", I love his voice.
My dad moved to another state when I was in my early twenties. I
moved out of my home state in my thirties, and although I wasn't
in the same state as him, I was only a few hours away. I used to
visit him all the time before he moved to the duplex, and we
would speak on the phone regularly. He would tell me getting old
ain't for pussies. I had no idea what he was going through. I
was his tech support. That was always crazy, he was older and
didn't understand the process of phone tech support. Maybe he
just wanted me to stay on the phone with him. Once I was helping
him and it took 45 minutes to get him to click around some
place. I heard his voice sounded slurred. I ask him "Dad have
you been drinking?" He said with a bit of slur "Yes I have." I
asked "How many drinks have you had?" He responded "I'm not
telling you son." I look back on this and laugh. I told him "We
better continue this another day." I think he decided when he
called me it was time to drink, because a week before I was
helping him with his computer which always took long time to get
through, "Dad I have to have a beer just to stay calm during
these tech support sessions." (I haven't drank in years now.) He
laughed at my statement. The next tech support session was his
in ability to navigate via my instruction finding out if needed
software was installed. Eventually I setup a ssh call back to
my home system so I could just remote in and fix his computer.
Getting old ain't for pussies: I work in the computing industry
and he started to think of computers with the sentiment of what
has been prophesied over the years as the mark of the beast. I
think he said once "computers are the beast." I would often
rationalize his statements as what I'm starting to see now
myself, an older man watching the world change into a place
unrecognizable. I would tell him, ** "I think you've lived
through one of the best eras in history." ** I can't imagine to
a Vietnam vet this would be the case, in his early twenties
knowing he could be killed this day. In reality all of us may
not live another week, but imminent danger just isn't around us
all the time. So he had a bit of a self medicating side; various
forms of sugar, one of which is truly intoxicating, which led
him to diabetes. I do see in some ways how computing has been
usurp from the people and used as a means to subjugate people.
I remember the internet coming out and as it proliferated so to
an idea the information age was dawning. The proverbial hackers
were used as a means to scare people into allowing everything to
be walled off. In reality everyone wanted to profit off the
internet therefor commodified therefor creating the walls for
everyone to slice up some plot of internet land to farm users,
their information, time/attention, and money. Most of us who
lived through what I did are at their half life or more, the
dream of an information age will die with us. The dystopian
reality will reign. For dystopia will be what people know as the
way it is, and with all the information gone, dystopia will always
have been the way it was. The Great enshittification will never
have happened for people, it will be as it always was, shit!
The dystopia, if it really is here and exists is like India and
other place living in with a collective consciousness of
zero-sum interactions. Where is the talk of AI liberating
humanity?? nowhere. Right now AI is considered a
govercorporation arms race. Billions upon billions of capital
and massive amounts of resources are being diverted into AI.
While homelessness viewed as a feature to increase regional
real estate prices, could likely be solved with the capital put
into AI aka the next fucking best thing since sliced bread.
What would we expect, after all we are just animals living
amongst the other species on this planet, and the longer we
proceed away from egalitarian philosophies the more it shows. We
are all going right off the convenor belt into the grinder. The
sad thing is we built our doom for them to doom us. The grinder
are the automated weapons, drones backed by AI/machine learning.
We ran the beta versions via consumer and profession grade quad
copters. We built the opensource systems for people to take and
create systems to subjugate us. I can't imagine the tech giants
didn't think to protect themselves from militia, or the mobs of
the world using automated weapons and systems. The dystopia is
us 99 percenters have no idea what information on the media, the
internet, social media is real or not, and tech giants are
making a profit off this phenomenon. They have the power to end
it for the sake of reducing human suffering but they wont. They
truly are of us, but among us, help us to persist dystopia. Elon
has the ability to fund social security, but for some strange
reason he is helping get rid of peoples jobs. I think for all
the jobs lost, they should have found each one of those people a
new job, and or retrained them. Soulless, even more so than
myself, and anyone or thing who reads this.
I think of all the annoying Youtubers I watch selling products
that are snake oil bullshit crap as if they use the stuff. The
funny thing is some of the videos content is about morality or
some contrast of integrity and virtue, and the hypocrisy when
they actually speak the add, is hilariously depressing. The
reason Youtube is there now is to sell something to someone, and
to perpetuate; by proxy perpetuate dystopia, the feeling of
despair.
