My Bond

One of the things I have been subconciously doing is documenting Australian culture so that it can be exported to the legions who wish to migrate to here but are unable to do so. More people would be happy if they could simply have Australia's ideology in their backyard.

But what exactly is it? Here's the latest installment.

Instead of having honour codes about female virginity or whatever other cultures have, our culture has a "my word is my bond". So if you promise to give someone $10,000 in return for some goods, they can in fact drop off the goods even if they turn up late or whatever when you're not around to hand them the cash in person. They know you'll give them the money when they turn up at some other time, or you'll send it electronically or whatever. Not only that, but even if the honour wasn't enough, it's backed up by a working court system. Not only that, but there's yet another backup that you'll wear the expense of court costs even for something not cost-justified because you'll do it for the principle. Altogether these factors make for a very good environment to do business.

Obviously there are exceptions to the rule. There are exceptions in other cultures too. Those exceptions in other cultures are called "Australians" and those are the immigrants I would most like to see turning up on our shores. :-)

Anyway, that's my bond, and I would quite literally rather be dead than cheat a stranger out of money. My mother also mentioned that she would trust me with her life's savings. I'm not the sort of guy who sends his mother flowers, but I would hope that integrity like that has value too. Note that deception is an important war strategy, so there are circumstances where I would say something like "I want Saddam's WMD" when I really mean "I want to bring about cultural changes in the Middle East as an alternative to general genocide against all Muslims and all Arabs so that hopefully we get everyone who would do a 9/11 other than Timothy McVeigh who was clearly the sole exception". Note that in that equation there is plausible deniability, which is something I expect from my government in order to win this very tough ideological war.




Safety Mosque

Shortly after being physically intimidated by Liberal Party (right-wing - ie the ones I support!) thugs at the NSW election, I was considering switching state to one that wasn't controlled by the Liberal Party. Believe it or not, the Liberal Party was doing this to me even though I live in a (relatively poor) Labor electorate, and the Labor Party was in control in both NSW and Australia at the time. The Liberals knew they were going to win the election though, so maybe that's why they thought they could get away with physical intimidation, which appeared to me to be a criminal offence. I was completely outnumbered by their thugs so couldn't physically respond even if I wanted to, which I didn't. The Labor Party guy didn't respond to the intimidation against him either.

Unfortunately I had a pretty bad calculation - the Liberal Party could send their criminal thugs after me no matter where I went. They could even send them overseas, although not to somewhere like North Korea. The options for personal security that I could see were:

1. Live with an Aboriginal tribe (there are heaps available - they're not homogenous) and hope that 100% of them would be true to the Labor Party and not one of them would attack me for other reasons. The Aboriginal tribes also tend to live in pretty squalid conditions, so I was thinking maybe I could go to a small town and invite Aboriginal friends to join me there instead. But that would take quite a long time to take effect and has numerous impracticalities.

2. Set up an Islamic State in the Old City of Jerusalem (about 5km * 5km area - and no yanks, I'm not going to convert that into King George's You Beaut System of Weights and Measures for you - it's your responsibility to do that conversion yourself in the same way it is my responsibility to switch to American English or suffer the wrath of the spell-checker) and barricade myself in the Al Aqsa mosque and have the Al Aqsa Martyr's Brigade as my protectors. This has some obvious problems with getting set up too, but at least I would be outside all western power structures, none of which I trusted.

I realised that my desire to be protected by a terrorist organization might land me in even more trouble, so decided to make a bee-line to the nearest mosque. I caught a taxi and asked to be taken to the Lakemba Mosque. The taxi driver couldn't even find it. Which is ironic because it's meant to be so big that people complain about it. I thought I could make common cause with Sheik Hilaly as surely he wasn't a stooge for the Australian government (although you can never be sure).

I then realised Lakemba wasn't close to me anyway, and it was the Auburn mosque I was after, so asked to be taken back to that. You cannot imagine how beautiful a mosque is when you're running from a western government. It was the most beautiful sight in the world. A place of safety. I still had to get past any securitate the Australian government may have placed in my path, and asked the taxi driver to make sure I got into the mosque grounds safely. He didn't. And believe it or not, there was no obvious entrance to this place when I was desperate to get over the fence. So close but yet so far.

I saw a woman in hijab, another beautiful sight, and she directed me to the entrance. I still couldn't see any obvious sign of Muslims, and I asked her where I could be with lots of Muslims and she gave me further direction to where they were holding prayers. The only thing you need to do is take off your shoes, so I did so and went in and finally I was safe. Just to be sure, I skipped the first man in case he was a stooge. The prayer finished shortly after and everyone got up to leave.

I panicked as I was about to lose my protection, and called out to the people to help protect me from the Australian government. I was chased outside by the imam, and most people left. A couple of people stayed with me outside the mosque and at least let me explain myself and they directed me to a particular organization at the Lakemba mosque, whose name I subsequently forgot (something like ANS). But the first thought that came to my mind when I was being kicked out was "I am in the Mu'tazilah - obviously my place is outside". "Mu'tazilah" means "Ones who are separate" in reference to the fact that they weren't welcome to congregate at the same place as everyone else back in the good old days in Basrah.

So with the Chinese unwilling to protect me, and the Muslims unwilling to protect me, I resigned myself to taking my chances with the Australian government. Although that led me to another 3 weeks of incarceration at their hands. But at least this time through the system the nurses took physical abuse seriously. Almost as if someone was reading my blog. It was still a real den though. Violent, frustrated inmates with no outlet. One guy in particular was saying that he was a fucking Wog and that anyone who said otherwise was a fucking liar, and at one point he said "It's all your fault" to me and made a threatening movement. I'm a lilly-white Skip so have no form of immediate protection other than my fists, but he didn't back up his threatening movement with actual punches. Interestingly, he also made threatening movements to a female member of staff (a drop-dead gorgeous Filipina) and I instinctively moved to protect her. I also attempted to protect another inmate with brain damage from a car accident by writing a letter explaining the systematic failures that were endangering him.

I was moved from the violent ward to a ward where there was more wheeling and dealing than I could keep track of, and finally to a ward that was half female and no real threat of violence (just the incredible boredom - but by this time I had finally got substantial amounts of leave).

Moral of the story? Deep analysis needs to continue. We shouldn't have any such thing as Liberal Party Thugs. Those guys spruiking for the Liberal Party (actually, via plausible deniability they were all supposedly spruiking for a supposed independent - who had conveniently swapped preferences with the Liberal Party) should have instead internalized freedom of speech to the point that they - like me - would go out of their way to protect someone who was being intimidated. The Labor Party supporter was actually a South Korean with an accent and the presumably-native (but ethnic Arab) Liberal Party thugs were teasing his accent whenever he spoke. I told the South Korean that he had a beautiful accent (the only accents I don't really like are New Zealand and some American ones). Anyway, I consider the Iraq/Libyan wars to be abstractions of the thuggery we see within Australia (someone bashing you to steal your wallet). And I am currently working on a pad that is designed to abstract even the Libyan war so that I don't have to listen to specious arguments about "British imperialism".




Death Toll

I have kindred spirits in war, and Nouri Abdullah Abdulati is one of my Libyan counterparts. Here's what he said:

"Even if 400,000 people die and only 100,000 live, this is a victory"

He hasn't said whether that was his limit or not though. I've usually claimed that I'd rather see 90% of Australians wiped out than have to start handing over "comfort women" to invading Japanese. And same equation if we had an equally brutal dictator to start with (which is the Libyan situation now where he's willing to sacrifice 80% of the population for victory).

And it is figures like this that show how damned cheap the Iraq war was. Even the insurgency that followed is nothing. The natural population growth far exceeds what the terrorists are managing to wipe out. So for someone who thinks the same way as Nouri and I, it's a puzzling question to even ask. Victory is clear as day - the institutions changed the way I wanted them to change, and the surviving population is high enough that we can rebuild to the original population if that was a concern.

Yes, there were x number of people irrevocably killed in the process. That's the nature of war, and why if there is evidence that there is an imminent peaceful solution available (and explanation as to why the peaceful solution has been ignored for the last 5000 years), then peace is the way to go. Otherwise, the time has come to change the institutions by all necessary means.

The trouble is that not everyone thinks the same way as Nouri and I. The opposing way of thinking is that every life is precious, and living under state slavery is no big deal anyway - just part of human development. So as soon as the first non-combatant dies, that's it, time to fold. Whereas to me, that's a recipe for disaster. Specifically a recipe for being ruled by the nastiest Nazi regime you can imagine. I would suggest that the problem here is that people are unable or unwilling to derive the Nazi consequences of "peace under a dictator like Saddam".




Quran First

Quite a lot has been happening. But probably the most important is the Mu'tazilite doctrine of putting the brain first, and how this can be reconciled with other sects that put the Quran first.

Here's how.

When faced with danger, we are designed to react without hesitation. He who hesitates ends up as a Saber Tooth Tiger snack.

What Mohammed could see is that war required using the brain, which meant a pause was required before going to war. The recital of the Quran is basically music designed to calm men down, let them sleep on the problem, and declare war the next day. So that is why the Quran must come first - play some calming music first. E.g. Kate Bush's "Strange Phenomenon". After all, we've had 1400 years of music development since people first started rocking to the Quran.

I'll incorporate this into the "reformed Islam" at www.mutazilah.org. Another thing I'll be adding is the dowry system. Nature's intention there is that a man doesn't just marry a woman. He also marries her mother and he has an obligation to ensure that she is adequately protected.

Another theory I've been working on is to do with intermarriage. We already know that to avoid war, princesses were married off to foreign countries. But what Mohammed would have seen is the need to intermarry with the "sun people" and the "moon people" and the "star people" and the "planet people". This is a reason to have more than one wife. Or at least, it may be if we ever make contact with people from exoplanets. The obvious problem being that people from exoplanets are unlikely to be people. And Mohammed may have categorized all stars as being owned by the same people since they all looked the same.

Yet another theory is that we are genetically prescribed to respond to the beating of war drums. I have noticed that I have a similar reaction to jet engines. I have a sense of foreboding and it is difficult to ignore them instead of rushing outside to see if they are friend or foe. I also have a theory that we have a natural need for war, and we are very lucky that we have video games to release that desire instead of releasing it on real people. People who talk of banning violent video games have it the wrong way around.

Also another theory is to do with names. To relate concepts there is a need to use an already-known word. So e.g. I can use the phrase "liberal fascists" to describe the Liberal Party thugs who were physically intimidating me at the NSW election. Even though in Australia the Liberal Party is the right-wing one which I ideologically support! Talk about worldview-shattering. Here was I thinking we had political freedom in Australia and the right-wing were the main champions of that.

I'm still mulling over these things, as they need to be expressed in a coherent manner, so blog updates will likely be infrequent.


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