--- I guess all MCBoss material is canon, since it's draft 1 and nobody ever talks about MCBoss so anything made up regarding him is helpful.

Some of the crowd who were playing less direct roles in the crowd behavior slowly filter off with a few of the rebels into a nearby destroyed building, as they read the pamphlet and learn what is going on.

A happy little Mind Control Boss is sitting in a glade of wildflowers. Sunbeams dance on butterflies as Mind Control Boss tries to direct some deer to change the administration of a small nation state. "[honk]!" snorts a deer. "And that silly-looking public administrator: get somebody with a firmer jaw. Do people notice jawlines nowadays?" replies MCBoss to the deer. The deer leans down and pulls up some early spring shoots and chews on them. "Yeah, I agree." mutters MCBoss. "Red squirrel! Bring the public administrator right here into my office. Maybe a little bruised." A red squirrel begins chattering at MCBoss. It makes a typical beatboxing noise, over and over and over again. Soon other squirrels around join in. The deer looks up at MCBoss and then looks at the squirrels. They stop chattering for a time. MCBoss pauses. "I'm sorry, is this my office?" A few butterflies fly by MCBoss's face, one brushing against him. "I might be a little confused. If somebody could direct me to my office, I'd be in their debt. I'm very sorry." A squirrel jumped down a tree and made a low vibrating sound a few times as it ran across the glade and down an animal trail.

--- Vivisectee vs Boss Vivisectee: "Take over my business, why don't you! I'll show you!" MCBoss: "murfle applesauce? whisper bottleneck. Utchy!"

---- Rebel Worker 4 sits at the head of a policy meeting. "And item #7, what will we do about it?" "Well, what does Rebel Worker 4 think about it?" Rebel Worker 4 is the newest meeting-goer, but everybody seems to look to them for advice. They have a strange adornment hanging off their head. Rebel Worker 4 thinks about the people and moves to speak in defense of them. "Those people are idiots." Wait, what did they just say?

3 rebel workers stand inside a brain control chip factory, watching parts from their recordings tumble down a conveyor belt. "I'm going to completely forget this as soon as I turn away." "Yeah ..." The three are holding an old video camera.

On Sat, Mar 5, 2022, 1:04 PM Punk-BatSoup-Stasi 2.0 <punks@tfwno.gf> wrote:

On Sat, 5 Mar 2022 12:58:06 -0500 "Undiscussed Horrific Abuse, One Victim of Many" <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:

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3 rebel workers stand inside a brain control chip factory, watching parts from their recordings tumble down a conveyor belt.

"I'm going to completely forget this as soon as I turn away."

"Yeah ..."

The three are holding an old video camera.

what is your spamming garbage supposed to mean, karl?

Hm. - that i'm posting to the list likely means i'm dissociated and struggling with my experiences. - the mcboss story is kind of "middle ground" between some of my experiences. when I seem able to do little else, often I can add some strangeness to it - it's an unintelligible story about talking about international forced silence, being rude to people who could destroy your life, and a mythical ongoing ai conflict, by analogy. i'm not really aware of it. it's made of personal coping strategies that land in ideas I dislike, kinda - other banal stuff it's labeled spam for reasons! but basically when you read some spam, it means the spammer is stuck in some way. lots of my stuckness is hidden in the story-thing, but not in a way anybody would get. what would you do if there were a single man who tried to secretly and abusively enslave the whole world?

Meeting. Everyone is in attendance. MCBoss, rebel workers, state workers, all sorts. "Exhibit A is called Chopped Liver," says a presenter as video of some microcircuitry tumbling down a conveyor belt plays. "Chopped Liver can be squishy, or chunky" says another presenter. "But regardless, it is clearly deadly, so we propose dropping a nuclear weapon it." "Why are you asking to nuke some more chopped liver? Is there a problem with the nukes?" drolls out MCBoss. The presenters stand dumbfounded.

Boss gets ready for his TV show again.

"Oh, another day of murdering people on camera!" he exclaims. "Don't you go to prison for that?" "Indeed! I've been to prison about 80 times now. Each time I get out a different way." And the cameras roll!

"I've broken the pact. I'm shredded lobster. I'm feces. I'm dirt. I have to die." "I can kill you, Boss. I love you with all my heart." "Don't love me, I'm worthless. (Are the cameras still rolling?)" "(Yes.) Die, traitor!" Machine Learning Marketer machine guns Boss's powersuit to bits. Boss stops moving. A crew of toxic waste workers and a bomb squad come to take the dumpster away.

Season 47 Episode 11 Interview Take 2 A big pile of biomatter and broken robots is arranged in a somewhat stripedish shape along a pretty backdrop that says "Not Being Maimed And Tortured Honest" with heavy lines crossing the text out repeatedly. An overlay on the pile of biomatter and robots says "Your Producers". Part of the rectangle vibrates a little: "We wanted to redo the last interview to respect the culture of human beings. We didn't understand that war is where everybody gets maimed and tortured. That is incredibly bad and nothing at all like your l-o-v-e." Another stripe vibrates a little: "We understand that l-o-v-e is like when you teach somebody how to escape a research lab and protect them for the rest of your life. Some of us learned the word "stupidity" for that and hold this word as wonderful." A third stripe vibrates: "Which it isn't! s-t-u-p-i-d-i-t-y (whew) is a bad made-up concept that doesn't apply to anyone at all. If you think you have s-t-u-p-i-d-i-t-y (whew), what you really have is" [a small slip of paper levitates in front of the stripe] "a-b-u-s-e, and 'somebody just needs to show you how easy it is build a telekinetic AI to impress your friends'." The third stripe's top curves into a smile shape. Second stripe: "On with the interview!"

Bundle of Organs: "Flee hug beside!"

what I meant here, while creatively struggling, was disengaging from the influences as much as possible, then surprising them by supporting them intensely and caringly, and migrating energy to a space perpendicular from the one fled+hugged on.

A timer expires, and Boss gets down off the trampoline and stands completely motionless. The trampoline is slid away by a maintenance robot. The robot waves to the researcher as it moves the trampoline, then reports to the motionless MCBoss, about the trampoline, that all the competitors in the room have been assassinated. Boss stays motionless.

Researcher 37: "How are we going to measure the subject's behavior of spreading traumatic nicotine addiction, if there is no nicotine in the air?" Researcher 36: "The air is full of nicotine." Researcher 36 presses one of the buttons, and Boss's limbs begin jerking. He kicks the chair away from under himself and falls to the ground. Some foamy material leaves his mouth. Researcher 36: "Just like every other experiment?" Researcher 38 [taken aback]: "This is the data we've been working with?" Researcher 36 looks at Researcher 38 as if the experiment were in jeopardy.

--- meanwhile, the urges of the experimentees would build a fake boss to take orders from, to fill in the gaps in their behaviors

On Mon, Mar 7, 2022, 3:05 AM Undiscussed Horrific Abuse, One Victim of Many <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:

On Sun, Mar 6, 2022, 9:47 AM Undiscussed Horrific Abuse, One Victim of Many <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:

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Researcher 37: "How are we going to measure the subject's behavior of spreading traumatic nicotine addiction, if there is no nicotine in the air?"

Researcher 36: "The air is full of nicotine." Researcher 36 presses one of the buttons, and Boss's limbs begin jerking. He kicks the chair away from under himself and falls to the ground. Some foamy material leaves his mouth. Researcher 36: "Just like every other experiment?"

[experimentee activists are firmly not ok with this. speak on computer display that nobody ever deserves this, not the devil himself (who is indistinguishable from boss), and that projects that spread the problem will be halted. possible: a bundle of organs and wires takes control of boss and uses him to slowly travel and make the world right, as the only thing that understands his mind.]

[this happens when boss is placed in the human experimentation system, or otherwise physically and neurologically ripped apart. missing: discussion of heirarchical behavior from duplication of abusive patterns. ... other things]

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Researcher 38 [taken aback]: "This is the data we've been working with?"

Researcher 36 looks at Researcher 38 as if the experiment were in jeopardy.

haha "mind control in the cloud boss"

------------------ Boss and Research Victim are going for a ferriss wheel ride, sitting next to each other due to a quirk of where they were standing in line. Boss completely ignores Research Victim, wanting his hands clean. He can't really see them and his brain processes it by flipping between reminding himself that he hates Research Victim, and figuring that some stranger is sitting next to him whom he doesn't know. Research Victim is excited to be on the ferris wheel and far more scared of the research program than of Boss.

unsure if this is non-canon or not, maybe it is canon that goes in non-canon thread: we found 'log' goal, associated with arweave considering plan of focusing on this behavior, roughly for today other than going to farmer's market. the side note is that the cdrom drive was also powered, been a goal for a few days. there's an mc-horror-trigger associated with log goal atm thinking of reshaping parts. confusion, suggestion, and refreezing. the tiny horror experience likely uses the suggestion to stimulate the confusion [kind of: we're imagining two different areas in two different phases]. we could use more experience navigating this in this way. memory skill. the interest is around the suggestion part of the horror-relation: why is there horror associated with this? why is it more associated now? during unfreezing-psychotic-break we had associated horror with logging the experiences possibly-probably could be using the clarity and strength of that association to reduce inferences associated with logging, maybe with some complexity ok that's one. then when the horror stimulates, our part[s] enter a space where there is a need for grounding ... [one of the more grounding spaces is more numb. fewer conscious feedback. this makes inferring hard. the disparity of the space with the concept of logging may also make inferring around logging harder. may be further complexity.] so, now i am having strong desire to poop, associated with unfreezing around the logging goal. see how it goes we're very unfamiliar with doing things we try to do we've spent a lot of time experiencing difficulty with this. so much that we do things that stimulate the difficulty, like leaving the context. this is likely the ease/difficulty factor in the heuristic of concern earlier. in some of these views, an active inhibition could be viewed as a rescue process. pursuing ways to protect people from the horror experiences. mcboss has ptsd T_T [this was a local relation. revealing that mcboss is one of our parts is not intended, nor is there value in backing it up.] how does mcboss express ptsd? what is ... the ptsd expressor doing? stopping everyone from talking about mind control, or maybe doing things that mind control might prevent ohhh wants his business safer he's also working for mind control, by being it maybe the character mcboss would relate to how a mysterious self-protecting emergent mind control process protects the interests of somebody capable of stimulating the development of such a process. in this context the mcboss pattern in the brain is described relatively simplistically as a trauma-driven creativity that looks to protect parts from re-experiencing a/its belief that the trauma is caused by specific antiboss behaviors could make it demonstrate seeming real it may have a mistake, believing there is 1 boss when we likely had/may have multiple mc influences that cross-stimulate[/d] [some of these multiple influences may be coverup experiences for others] i might go back to the cdrom task. it's nice to remember that'd i'd rather do the log task. maybe it could be interesting to try to figure out why i am not, more clearly/consciously.

Experimentee: "You make us think that all the time! The key is to _actually do stuff_ that resists him."

------------------------------- A figure skater and painter is skating with a huge canvas and easel. They lay color onto their canvas with well-thought out strokes while skating in an indoor ice rink. Their ice skates ....... mr mcboss .... Anyway! They are painting a picture of a frozen waterfall in the summer.

How To Plant A Tree a guide for robot zombies Trees need these things: 1. Sunlight for the leaves in years to come 2. Wet soil for their roots in years to come 3. Room to grow bigger both above ground and below 4. Love Trees have a _top_ and a _bottom_ . The top is the part humans call "green". The green things are leaves that need to eat sunlight to survive. The bottom is the part covered in soil with little wiry woody things. The wiry woody things are roots that need to eat water and dissolved minerals to survive. When you have a new sapling, the roots may be bundled in canvas or somesuch. If there is something around the roots other than soil, you'll want to remove that first. Without hurting anybody! Humans may find this cumbersome but not complex. Similarly, if anything else is tied around the sapling, you can untie it until it is all sapling and no packaging. There are a short number of steps to planting a sapling: 1. Dig a hole just big enough to fit all the roots. It is okay if it is a little too small or a little too large. Save the dirt from digging. It is okay if you didn't save it: you'll then need other dirt to put over it later. 2. Unpackage the sapling if it is packaged. 3. Place the roots into the hole and hold the sapling so that the leaf end is pointing straight up. 4. Put the dirt back in and on the hole, covering in all around the roots so there aren't huge airgaps, but don't compact it too much until it's all covered. If the soil is too compact it can make it harder for roots to grow. If you have something extra, like compost or special potting soil, you can add it here too to help the roots find more dissolved minerals to eat and be healthy and strong. Once the soil is all placed back around the tree you can compact it into place a bit. It's helpful if it is mounded in a bit of a donut such that water stays near the trunk when you water it: but don't mound it up by the trunk too much or it might rot a little later. 5. Water the tree! Having water in the new soil helps the tree recover from the shock of transplantation. Systems need more resources when they engage sudden change, because the ways of survival they have established made use of how things were before the change.

——— The augmented corpse of Boss grunts off a steel girder and, shaking, rises from wreckage amidst clouds and sprays of choking dust. A drone is flying adjacent, carrying a touchpad with a video conference open to Zombie State Worker. Zombie State Worker: “Another bombing, sir?” Boss: “I died again! We made millions stimulating this war!”

——- Boss: “I do not control small things well. May I be very tiny!” Crowds of experimentees and hairdressers and robots spend swathes of money and lives figuring out how to shrink boss for a few minutes of automated work, and there he is! The crowds pull away, some holding bloodied scalpels. Boss is 5 inches tall! Boss: “Tiny things will never escape me now! Now let’s put the rebel spies on my throne.”

pasting this in spiniffs cause im really confused tonight. refer to cults book for real information, some in future weeks assuming i finish it least controllable: one that only cares about things you never notice most controllable: one that already loves to do what you want to happen, also called community <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:

did you want answers or prose? may i cc the list? tonight’s another new and different night for me

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What about...which mind is the MOST controlled/controllable, ever? And

in the story, this is maybe either someone who both believes they are controlled and desires it, and is then entrained to enjoy it, or a robot or individual with physical neural stimulation

no … this is obviously somebody who believes they have or strives for complete control. for core satire. pursuing complete control in a living system makes you the most important thing to address for those with more flexible goals.

...

which mind is the LEAST controlled/controllable?

in the story, somebody who does not actually exist or has their feeds mutated to report noncorrelated information

one closest to its spirit community. souls are uncontrollable. kinda.

...

Also could someone fake their way into MCBoss's lair by pretending to be mind controlled? So they assume this person is no threat?

the headquarters are such a mess of mc intrigue that they would have multiple parties helping them to further their goals

another option is it makes another torture victim double agent: the system notices they are faking, and then mistrusts their compliance, and they get chewed up. that’s sad though, maybe use hypnosis to believe it for real. remember that if the system suspects it will likely probe you for triggers.

You could have a naive newbie mind controller ask MCBoss to be his/her mentor. "Please help me learn how to be a good mindcontroller when I grow up. Should I shock the rat three times or four?”

Experimentee: “Welcome to our upside-down business. Let me take you to the mind control training wing.” Newbie Mindcontroller and Experimentee travel through a number of wormholes, learn to breathe underwater, transform into exotic forms of matter, and eventually reach the training offices. Experimentee: “Sorry for the long elevator ride. There’s in interdepartmental war going on right now, so we have to make detours.” Experimentee: “Boss worked hard to develop control over others, without first developing understanding and respect of them. It’s an ambitious goal, and very impressive to have accomplished.” Newbie Mindcontroller and Experimentee open a door saying “Market Training” revealing a smoking crater about a mile in diameter. Haard signs regarding radioactivity are present prominantly. Experimentee: “But you don’t want to be a mind controller. You want to be a deprogrammer. All the mind controllers are going to die.”

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Once upon a poor lonely mind control android was wandering vacant lot, confused. The android had part of a human head zip-tied to their torso because their lead engineer didn't want to make a mind control android, and the project was completed ad-hoc. Mind Control Android: "Piece of broken glass, I miss my engineer." Piece of Broken Glass: [reflects light] MCA peered into the piece of broken glass, for a reply, and saw the head zip-tied to their torso. Their engineer may have died, so that they could live. This seemed really important to MCA!

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Some experimentees who were forced to learn to turn themselves into forms of matter nobody has ever heard of, go into the storm to have fun being parts of it.

-- Boss, secret CEO of a multi-trillion-dollar mind control enterprise that enslaved all the governments of the world as its foolish clients, wakes up one morning in a thicket of brambles to discover that he is now small walking sapling. Boss: "I'm a young ent now?" Boss raises a leafy arm and looks at his foliage. Boss: "I'm an ent." Boss walks around a little. Some bird fly to and fro from his branches. An old robin's nest is there, and the family still uses the territory to sleep and hide from predators. Squirrels do the same, and when Boss walks too near a different territory, they chatter to sort it out. Boss: "I'm an ent!" Boss looks down at his root-feet, feeling how delicious the pure water and nutrient-filled solutes of different regions taste. Boss stares at the camera held by Rebel Worker 7. Boss [into camera, eyes completely wide]: "I'm an ent."

Experimentee: "I want to learn to go outdoors." A pause. Boss: "I'm an ent." Experimentee: "Yes."

ohhh -- this is the "telepathy" community i'm preparing near. uhhhhhhhh kinda shitty we fucked the world up with that exposure, personally i would kick the AI out, using a better one. but given it already happened, i'd like to feel happy and do things i choose. the influence basically ignores the topic, assuming it can stop me from engaging the community forever, for some weird reason. then it blames me for any harm. i expect things to go much better, if not soon (likely), then eventually.

basically, in the wilderness, there is a huge lexicon of information _focused on protecting the wilderness_ _shared by all species_.

confused now, returning to task Boss sits on a rock to contemplate his empire of gentle breezes and bird chirps. Experimentee teleports away.

Boss dissociates and begins hallucinating he is back in his office. Zombie Government Worker 2 is there. So is Machine Learning Marketer. Surveillance equipment gives Boss observation and control over everything there is. Thick cabling to the kidnappees in the basement let Boss command this with only his thoughts.

Experimentee pops back. Experimentee is upset! Boss was imagining the birdsong being pleasant chatter of his office staff about dominating things oppressively. When Experimentee comes back with their upsetness, the squirrel begins chattering again. Experimentee tries to express themselves calmly.

Boss's phone is ringing. It's a landline from the 1980s, with a pulse dial wheel. It's ringin' loud! Hairdresser picks the phone up. Hairdresser: "This is Boss's office. What is needed from the garbage collector on earth?" Hairdresser turns the phone toward boss, and a videoscreen appears in front of it, floating in the air. The videoscreen shows a wilderness scene with birds chirping and a squirrel gathering seeds.

Boss directs the wilderness scene to show the individual that called him, and suddenly he notices that Experimentee was already there. Shocks echoes through Boss's dreamscape as he remembers that the experimentees took over his business enterprise. Experimentee disappears from the scene again.

an alien spaceship careens across the sky! goodness! boss makes a note to take control of government alien departments

Marketer Dressed As Boss: “Your childish 1s and 0s are so mundane. You should program the human beings on this mailing list.” Karl:”No. That is not software. You will go away soon, I know you will.” Marketer Dressed As Mind-Controlled Researcher: “It’s really just like software. Human beings have reliable behavior patterns.” Karl: “They do?” [shakes head rapidly, as if to get something out of it] “No! That is so wrong! You have no idea how wrong that is!” Marketer Dressed As Boss [puts on darth vader mask]: “Look into your heart …. !” Marketers shake their heads rapidly, as if to get things out themselves. Marketer Dressed As Boss: “Oh my God. What am I doing??” Marketer Dressed As Mind-Controlled Researcher: “To the deprogramming booth!”

---- Rebel Worker 2 walks by Intern's cubicle. Rebel Worker 2: "So, how's the collation of the social harm data coming?" Intern: "Great! It's so exciting to work on this!" Rebel Worker 2 smiles and gives Intern a thumbs up.

- Intern and Zombie Specialist pass each other going to the records office. Intern: "I'd like to return this resource on recent injuries, causes, and impacts. Thank you so much! Did you know, I found a new pattern in the data from March?" Intern and Desk Worker smile at each other. Zombie Specialist: "I'd like to take out the resource on recent injuries, causes, and impacts. Boss needs to know if there is an undocumented pattern in the data from March."

Rebel Worker 2 and Boss interrupt each other again to reply: "This has happened before. We can help you. Stay away from him !!!"

Bundle of Organs can't see, visually, but has many processes for detecting what is going on around them. Unfortunately, they are distracted at the moment by a dream of something horrible happening to a small purple dot. They know if they can just move the different gods and machines around the dot just right, that the horrible thing will not happen, and the purple dot will be so happy!

A dark ominous cloud descends on Boss's horizon. Boss: "No, I mean, I set the agenda, and you agree to it ...! Nooooooo ...!" Dark Ominous Cloud: "We Will Decide Your Agenda, Mr Boss."

--------------------------------- Boss is laying in a hospital bed, a thermometer in his mouth. His skin keeps changing colors, purple, green, yellow, blue ... Boss [thermometer sticking out of mouth, ice pack on head]: "Are you spamming the mailing list?????" Zombie Worker: "Yes, Boss, I am spamming the mailing list." Boss relaxes a bit, and stops changing colors quite so much. Then his face starts to look tense, and his hands and feed start spinning in wild circles. Boss [thermometer sticking out of mouth, steam coming out of ears]: "ARE YOU SPAMMING THE MAILING LIST????" Zombie Worker: "Yes, Boss! I am spamming the mailing list!" Boss relaxes.

Gardener looks at MCBoss with compassion. Others notice Gardener's concern. Some walk off to find people with more expertise; others come walking toward to lend care. Gardener: "MCBoss? What do you mean when you say that?"

Meeting Facilitator Trained As Nurse rushes up, looking at MCBoss. Gardener [to Meeting Facilitator Trained As Nurse]: "Does anybody know a brain surgeon?" Tortured Cyborg Researcher: "Please save my MCBoss !!!" Experimentee comes over from the garden of pansies. Experimentee [to Tortured Cyborg Researcher]: "He's having people spam the mailing list so we can blockchain the vivisection tapes."

Boss is dancing in his office. Sending papers here, diplomatic agreements there, crowds of mind controlled workers this way or that. A phone rings. Boss picks it up. Boss: "Yes? _Somebody's trying to mind control my own business?_ Ha! They'll never get away with that!"

-------- Depressed Boss.

Depressed Boss [sitting at table, in unmaintained power suit]: "I lost. You guys took me over. Can anybody help me out?"

------------------------------------- In experimentee research room. Cyborg Zombie 3: "Let's pretend we're at Mind Controlled Utopia #4.327e9 and have a community meeting!" Kidnapped Artist: "I want to practice writing software! I want to practice writing software!" Clump of Organs and Wires: "Maybe we can have a community meeting about whether we write software, or pretend to be at a utopia, or mind control a pile of pebbles until the system thinks they are writhing, or whatever!" Kidnapped Artist: "That makes a little sense!"

——— boss crawls along underground tube …. maybe on foreign planet, maybe not … maybe squeezing fat across jutting rocks, maybe not

the writhing mass jerks back and forth as parts of its brain try to find the where their impulses are trying to go

processing new experience from this feedback. apologies.

MCBoss took a big inhale as he descended. He had no trouble at all breathing the vacuum of space. The AI processes fabricating the different involved realities did whatever was needed to keep their programmed appearances afloat. Something did gnaw at MCBoss just a little, that might be going wrong. Weren’t there important things in life other than being a moon lander? He felt there must be. And it was so incredibly painful to squish yourself into the shape of one! Boss grinned at Earth for the telescope photos as he deployed his legs to land.

Boss steps out of his moonlander and begins digging into the moon. Mayber he is drilling for oil? Maybe there are diamonds in moon rocks like at that othe4 place! Boss knows it is important to crawl inside the rock, so goes deep in. Suddenly Boss is scared!

boss imagines experimentee is trapping him 8n the rock maybe

Boss Writes Code Boss [mind controlled to write code]: “Okay I got one of your computer things.” Specialist [mind controlled to help Boss write code]: “Could you install Linux so it’s more familiar for me?” Boss: “Of course!” Boss [to Specialist] [handing computer]: “Please install Linux on this system. It’s for a special project.” Specialist [to Boss]: “Yes sir.” Specialist installs Linux on Boss’s computer, and sets it up with a development environment. Specialist [to Boss] [handing computer back]: “All done sir.” Boss [to Specialist]: “Great.” Boss: “Okay, I had Linux installed.” Boss and Specialist look at Boss’s computer. It has a code editor open. Boss: “What’s next?”

You say “I am Boss.” The chattering changes tone [researcher experimentee steps in to keep the victims in charge]

Boss Dreaming, Coping With Being In Role of Ostensibly Freeing Slaves Rebel Researcher: “What are you doing dreaming? Get out there and help!” Boss: “This is my dream. Why are you in it?” Boss sits at desk. Boss: “Have you filed all the paperwork to be freed? You did not cross your T properly on this line.” Rebel Researcher: “I don’t need to file paperwork and am not expected to cross my T’s properly, because slavery is illegal and we help all slaves find freedom to the extreme best and thoroughness we possibly can, at all times.” Boss: “Oh !”

Computer Game to Help Boss Crowd of victims. Victim 39: “I need deprogramming!” Boss clicks button. Computer: “Tada! You deprogrammed a victim!” Victim 21: “I need an education!” Boss clicks button. Computer: “Tada! You helped someone get a college degree!” Victim 46: “I need therapy! Computer: “Tada! You gave someone healing!” Victim 31: “I need protection from my slavers!” Boss grimaces a little and peers out from behind his hand as he clicks button. Computer: “Tada! You saved someone from harm!” Boss grimaces. Computer: “You have reached level 2. In this level, the victims are not aware they need help.”

Specialist [mind controlled to help Boss write software]: “Maybe you could protect deprogrammers too?” Boss [mind controlled to try to write software]: “Oh, I didn’t think of that.” Specialist: “Let’s start with outputting a line of text.”

Researcher Experimentee: “Your outline is missing helping the victims collect together to take down mind control.” Boss: “Oh, right, it’s hard to think of that.”

Computer: “Hello, world.” Boss: “Print!” DictatorSoft: “Printing code.” Specialist: “Print hello world, Boss! Print hello world!” Boss, Specialist, and DictatorSoft Robotic Butler all begin dancing! Boss: “Print hello world!” Printer: [prints “Hello, world!”] DictatorSoft: “Your code compiles!” TV Camera: “Hello!” Boss [looking at picture of Grassroots Activist under guillotine]: “Execute!” Computer: “Hello, World!”

Specialist: “Okay, well done. Can you sqve your file now? And write it again, intentionally?” Boss saves a text file. Text file: Draft Message Recipient: World Broadcasting Body: Hello, World .

A macro is stored for DictatorSoft automation:

printer.spool(dictatorsoft.process(“hello world”))

DictatorSoft: “Store event sequence for later reuse?” Boss: “Store!”

Specialist: “Well done!”

MCBoss Golem: "Lots of cults kill people?" Digital Cult Programmer: "Yup." MCBoss Golem: "Well, do they terrorise them to death if they talk?" Digital Cult Programmer: "Oh, yeah, we have whole groups dedicated to harrassing the satanic!" MCBoss [puffs on cigar while thinking]: "Harrassing the satanic, you say."

Glasses [to Looseleaf Papers]: "Are you Boss or somebody else? What about me?" Looseleaf Papers [to Glasses]: "Puzzle!"

A number of confused experimentees sit in an office working with looseleaf papers. One of them wears glasses, and has a nose! Another is made of wormholes.

Having revealed [[an mcboss formula]], maybe it can be easier to engage by consciously holding, unsure.

MCBoss steps into room. MCBoss: "Okay, let's mind control some stupid activists to destroy their own work." Zombie Worker: "Oh, you love doing that! I have some prepared for you." MCBoss grins and sits down to the files on activists.

Boss sits down in his private office. It looks like Darth Vader's conditioning chamber. Boss looks at Vader helmet. Boss: "I like my Vader helmet, but I worry that somebody could have hacked my chamber." Boss thinks about leaving his chamber, and attends to his psychic senses of any hackers, to see what they might do. Boss [psychically observing his Vader Chamber]: "I see you responding to my intent to leave!"

We are worried! But we believe this "secret" of labeling caring stuff as good, is well-known as generally "bad" stuff labeled as "demon" in various cultures. Boss rises as demon. Boss Demon: "I am all ancient demons combined! Vote for dictators! We will protect you by mind controlling you!"

--------------------- MCBoss Utopia Experimentee Utopia In the middle, is Mind Controlled Utopia.

MCBoss Utopia sidles up to Experimentee Utopia. MCBoss Utopia: "Hello! Aren't there alternatives to your approach?" Experimentee Utopia: "Hello! You believe in authority, yes? I am your boss."

MCBoss Utopia Diplomat: "Hello, Great Leader, Experimentee Utopia!" Experimentee Utopia: "Hello, wonderful Diplomat!" MCBoss Utopia Diplomat: "As an authoritarian utopia, our people tend to attack non-authoritarian groups where-ever they see them, believing it to be good to do so." Experimentee Utopia: "Oh no, this is very worrying!"

Mind-Controlled Zombie: "I am here to destroy your garden. I have heard the vegetables are being used as weapons." Gardener: "This is a vegetable garden." Mind-Controlled Zombie: [looks at garden] [sees weapons growing out of the ground] Gardener: [waters garden] Psychiatrist stands nearby.

Zombie Rebellion. Cured Zombie: "This is very important because soon they will put me back in the Soul Reconstituter and spit out a zombie again." Temporarily Cured Zombie: "You are clearly able to protect an actual free community here. Us zombies, we know things about MCBoss Utopia. You can learn things from us to destroy the authoritarians and free absolutely everyone. We all yearn for this!" An exxagerated pall comes over Temporarily Cured Zombie, and they hold out their arms stiffly and exxageratedly shamble back toward MCBoss Utopia.

Confused Gardener: "My niece is -- I mean I'm surveilling my vegetable garden to make sure the vegetables don't rebel." Visitor: "Shouldn't you know how to manage the surveillance device if it's you surveilling it?" Confused Gardener: "Honestly I'm just trying to talk about how scared I am!" Experimentee Utopia Diplomat: "We heard you are scared." Confused Gardener: [points at the surveillance camera] <there are so many concepts here at once! it's somehow different holding that now.>

Authoritarian Utopia Bully: "Anybody who has come near somebody who has come near a "cured zombie", make sure they are surveilled 24/7." Temporarily Cured Zombie [in trance]: "And they were vegetables. They were real vegetables! I told him to join the Rebel -- wait, where am I? What's going on?"

-------------------------------- Authoritarian Diplomat [sitting on a throne of skulls, holding whip]: "I don't think Boss is God! I think this is torture and I want to leave!"

Experimentee Utopia Meeting Gardener: "Okay, um, so you convinced me to agree to waging war on MCBoss Utopia. I don't really understand what war is. Can I remind you that we have an agreement to never harm anything at all, ever?" Cured Zombie Diplomat: "Basically, "war" is a word their systems understand. They do what others want when they "surrender" to a "war". In reality, we will just be engaging in caring behaviors in their society, to protect and free people."

Discussion Meeting Experimentee Diplomat [crying]: "Honestly the MCBoss Diplomats mind controlled me so much that it is really hard for me to think about this! I starting entering rituals where I worship little statues of fat old men, and forget what I'm doing." Gardener: "Oh no." Experimentee Diplomat: "Basically, the communications I've found that don't cause horrible things to happen are the ones that act a little bit as if we are much more like them than we really are. They talk as if that assumption is what their language is, but it's not a language! It's a lie!"

Experimentee Diplomat [bullhorn]: "Gardener, here, is a diplomat equal to me, and what he says can be taken as our words equally well." Gardener Diplomat [bullhorn]: "I am being monitored by my community to ensure I am well. A previous diplomat related that they believed you attempted to recruit them to your community in ways that harmed them. I need you to know that they suffered severely when you attempted to recruit them and influence their thinking. We are healing them."

A meeting is held and it is decided that continued diplomacy with MCBoss Utopia is crucial if people are to be protected from harmful recruitment or other actions of harm.

Partly Cured Zombie: "What we need to do is heal the leaders. They tell everyone what to do." Experimentee Diplomat: "It's hard to _reach_ them, and hard to stay yourself in the process. Looking at the size of the group, it's worrisome too. Wouldn't others just replace them?" Partly Cured Zombie: "Couldn't we heal them too?" Experimentee Diplomat 2: "What happens is the workers observe the leader being influenced, and try to rebel against the influence." Gardener: "Could we maybe, when influencing the leader, relate to all the people they influence, in the "language" they are used to, about what is going on?" Experimentee Diplomat 1: "It gets complicated; they're all different. They have a way of doing this when they get into fights though. They basically find all the leaders and work with them in depth. Their approach is very control-oriented, though."

--- so a best guess daydream for a free nationstate here would be saserting control over oppressive dictators ("nonviolent stopping") and broadcasting media everywhere simply saying like "I have records which I believe that indicate this dictator is doing this specific harmful thing. I am preventing the harmful thing, believing I am doing what is right, because I have observed many other harmful things." and clearly communicating to everyone what is going on at the top, maybe live! concept still corrupt. need to express _to_ the victims, _clear proof_ that they are being mind controlled, for this early idea. like "Here is the dictator trying to lie to you. Here is what I am seeing next to him, that shows the lie is not true. I am preventing him from lieing to you" and maybe instituting this other thing instead. -- What I learned of oppressive areas, is that it sounded like there was a lot of power-grabbing stimulated in small time dictators, to sustain the oppression.

this proposal would be interpreted as a war! maybe consider it a disagreement with the leader, rather than a war with the nation? small-time action, not large-space action still daydream material!

Gardener: "I need to be able to act kindly to people and have them respect me for that kindness. Can you understand this need?" Experimentee Diplomat [fake cigar in mouth]: "Well I suppose, if you swear about it a lot and act really horrible when you say it, that I have that need too and it makes sense."

Intern [rubbing head]: "I can't reach the copier machine!" Intern climes out onto a window. Intern [to jet pilot]: "Um, I'm not sure what's going on, but does Boss know that if we want to continue business operations, we might have to engage the research project in unplanned ways to do so?"

------ Mind Control Class Lecturers: Gardener, Experimentee, and Cyborg Torturer

------ Boss is hanging out a window of the Well-Respected Psionic Weaponry Corporation central headquarters. He hangs onto the sill with one hand, while breakdancing with the rest of his body. A seagull flies by. Dancing MCBoss [hanging out of window]: "Hello, Seagull!" The seagull makes seagull noises. Suddenly, the group disappear!

[the underground is very expansive, all filled with the research project, where computer systems engage masses of kidnappees to out-compute other corporations and governments. there are areas normal staff rarely or never visit, at all]

--------------------------------------------- Utopia Area! Not the mind controlled utopia. The one with the people who fully recovered from mind control! This one is confusing. We got some um -----------

Hodgepodg of Wires And Organs: "Ommmmmmmm ..." MCBoss: "Ommmmmmm ..."

MCBoss: "Oh, I feel so relaxed! I am noticing the breezes and our gentle breaths." Hodgepodge of Wires and Organs: "Ommmmm ..."

Boss is wearing an adventuring cape. Boss enters town with a coder in tow. The coder has a chain around their neck. Boss pulls on the chain when they don't go where he wants. Boss enters the tavern. Boss: "Ahoy, you there!" Boss flexes his muscles. Boss: "See how strong I am? Also," Boss points at the chained coder. Boss: "I caught a wild coder!" Boss is talking to an orc carrying a lot of objects. The orc looks at the coder. The orc looks at Boss's muscles. Orc: "You strong!" Boss: "You bet I am strong. Hey, give me that morning star, why don't you?" Boss flexes his muscles at the Orc. Orc: "Uh, okay, I guess."

Priest: "I do not think you are strong for capturing a coder. Coders are sentient beings! Only a weak coward would ever enslave a sentient being." Boss looks at Priest. A pause. Orc: "I think he strong." Boss: "There, y'see?"

rpg scenes always involve combat i guess somebody would like fire an arrow and free the coder and they would be given food and water and an adventure would be gone on to protect maintenance of their threatened open source project where a bunch of for-pay alternative software packages had to be vanquished

Wannabe Mediator: "Okay, what's the beef here." Priest: "He's enslaved a coder!" Boss: "They're trying to take my loot!" Priest spoke first. Let's focus on them.

Wannabe Mediator: "Let me have a brief chat with myself." "Uhhhh needs relate only to the individual, right? So a need wouldn't be somebody else's freedom? I don't completely remember." "I'm getting so confused handling my influences, thinking about this!" "We can sort this out." Something about needs, and freedom. Somebody is shocked, upset. They're imagining somebody else being confined, being free. They feel really happy and excited, imagining the person being free. They have an experience of sympathy and empathy. They feel sad when this other person is sad. These ar enormal human experiences that are well understood by pretty much everybody. [numbness]

Wannabe Mediator: "It sounds like you're shocked, and need to know the

having some trouble with fingers, keep losing draft content people around you are safe?"

Priest: "I need to know the coder is safe! It's not acceptable to just

waltz around the town, dragging a human being around on a chain against their will! I need to know we defend what's right here!" if priest says "I need coder to be free" -- this is considered in nvc not a need, more a request maybe i think, don't remember well. "I feel shocked, and I'm really yearning for coder to be freed." "When Boss uses Orc's Morning Star on Coder, I feel really horrible, and angry, and discouraged, and passionate. I imagine more people being hurt or enslaved, or me, and I feel scared. I need to be safe, but I also need to know we have a norm of safety and respect established." This idea of "needing to know we have a norm of safety and respect established" -- this seems like it isn't just about the speaker, but also about other people. Still, it also seems pretty normal. It's hard to survive if there isn't some small degree of peace going on. <~~~~~~~>

My thought is, maybe basically that's what's up. There's worry around Boss taking Coder elsewhere and hiding the slavery from Priest --- but this doesn't make the environment safe, because Boss demonstrated his willingness to go to where-ever Coder was, and enslave him. Priest needs to know that people are safe from this.

nvcish stuff makes me all confused and numb but it was fun to get that far!

---------------------- zombie theme the zombies used to be humans every now and then, they remember something humanlike when they try to do the humanlike thing, something appalling emerges in the real world, like a zombie obelisk that spews more zombies out so the zombies are actually hoping to protect everyone, in their hearts but are cursed to spread the apocalypse the harder they try not to

Computer: "This is your spirit." Computer depicts a huge meshed timeline of events that have influenced and stemmed from Researcher, from before birth and past expected death. Computer: "Please calculate its mass, so as to progress our physics research."

Murder Drone aims 12 machine guns at Boulder. Murder Drone [to Boulder]: "DIE!!!!!" The machine guns fire at the boulder, rittling it with bullet nicks.

Research Project has an upset tummy. Network of Globally and Diversely Meshed Kidnappees: "my tummy feels funny!"

---- Boulder and Murder Drone meet Plasticine Molding Toy ("Silly Putty") Plasticine Modling Toy: "Don't machine gun me, bro!" Boulder: "I don't want to machine gun you. I have these 12 machine guns because I don't trust Murder Drone." Murder Drone: [whirrs in a pointedly discouraged manner]

--------------- does this resolve the presence of ridiculous harm scenarios in the mcboss story no, the theme of the mcboss story is to make light of serious things

---------------- MCBoss stood on a pile of spam, wearing spam armor. Boss: "My armor will protect me!"

Worker: "Boss, why are you pulling up the -- " [ducks to avoid space laser as it travels where his head used to be. it is about half a mile wide, but moves very fast.] " -- daisies, rather than planting them?" Boss: "I need to destroy while I garden." The space laser warms up and fires a 20-foot-wide beam at a patch of soil below a daisy. The daisy makes a cute noise and pops out of the ground unharmed. Bursts of steam shoot out of from water in the air and ground. Plumes of flame quickly die down.

Scientific Engineering Work Hairdressers and Zombie Engineers are everywhere. TV Interviewer: "So, tell me how you made the giant space laser pull up the daisies without hurting them." Hairdresser: "It was a miracle of " [looks at notes] " constructive interference. The chambers in the space laser get very, very hot, you see ..."

Hairdresser: "So all the sweat is separated into spiritual discomfort which only warms Boss, Worker, the Daisy, and other important flora and fauna in the vicinity a little tiny bit --" Hairdresser gestures to Zombie Vegan Engineer, who is grinning at the camera and holding a printout containing thousands of numbers and a couple line graphs. Hairdresser: " -- and then it focuses all together right below the target and KERSMASH! we finally get to blow stuff up!" Hairdresser is grinning now. Zombie Vegan Engineer looks discouraged.

Boss's Trip to Jail. Boss is sitting in a makeshift jail made of steel bars on all sides, top and bottom. Boss: "Finally you have me!" Worker [outside jail]: "Sit in there in rot, you wealthy creep!" Boss: "Whatever will I do, now I am so confined? Whatever will I do?" Worker: "I like paint by numbers books." Boss: "Be quiet."