Don't shoot the armless piano-player
Don't shoot the oncoming cybernetics messenger. For here is yet another case of the Austrian school being made laughing-stocks again. The few dead-enders in there must be gluttons for punishment. I was walking along the road with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with hilarity – and I sensed the internet of things becoming effectively self-conscious. Now you don't have to like the idea of NFT's everywhere and associated emergent luxury-communism to realize some practical benefits from this quasi-dystopian, emergent stigmergy. For example we could give declining entities such as nation-states, religions and large -corporations a cybernetic rating. That is a technical metric of how well they are coping with their loss of command and reach and control. Sort of like running a deadpool in a hospice. Just the thing to warm the cockles of the hearts of every anarcho-nihilist. What say you, Zolgo? Give us your answer here, oh mighty one!
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