recently i, fukky, was strangely privileged
to bump into sadoo kalinotot at an underground bar in bangkok. we drank and
chatted for a few days and on the boat home i took the opportunity to distill
our time into an interview. here it is,
in all its pulpy glory, to inspire and annoy sadoos everywhere.
thanks sadoo kalinotot!
it seems to me that depression, horror, despair, rage, bitterness,
…
envy?
envy’s ridiculous.
resentment?
resentment’s difficult because of what nietzsche did to it.
what did nietzsche do to it?
he resented it. , …
bitterness, fragmentation, confusion, volatility, indolence, vulgarity, …
salaciousness?
naturally. , … vulgarity,
suicidalism, cannibalism, …
cannibalism?
of oneself. , …
cannibalism, madness, all sorts, are all unavoidable aspects of the ongoing
human experience and thus ….
but what about the other things?
the other things?
love, peace, harmony, cooperation, justice,
camaraderie, generosity, forgiveness, nobility, happiness, communication?
absolutely, those too.
except communication – communication i’d define as the totality of everything we've said and are going to say and haven't said and are not going to say.
including autocannibalism?
autocannibalism might very well be the supreme form of expression.
true. let’s become practical for a moment. how does one get through the day?
great question. i’d say by
being happy, volatile, salacious, forgiving, raging, resentful, horrified,
depressed, cooperative, harmonious, indolent, suicidal, noble, every form of
mad, and eating oneself.
sounds like a tall order. i mean for each day.
i wouldn’t be prescriptive about it. you know, allow each day to happen. twig in the river stuff.
what about those calm happy people who are
calm and happy every day?
eliminate them.
isn’t that a bit harsh? and what about those raging volatile ones who
are only raging and volatile? don’t they
get a bit tiresome?
eliminate them too. i’m
interested in the repletions – the holographic monads who, by being
holographic, are not monads and yet are. anarchy remains and must remain a theoretical experiment until society
is replete with repletions.
it could tolerate some non-repletions?
that remains to be seen but let’s assume the non-repletions
through the usual principles of conformity don’t necessarily become repletions
but at least aren’t douchebags, douchebags being defined as calm and happy
every day or raging and volatile every day. anarchy requires individuals entire, but entire is too often taken as a
subset of entire. a repletion is
innately all of humanity and thus justice is actualized by the parts
autocorrecting themselves by containing the whole. no law! for law has emigrated to its natural home before it had to be
institutionalized – distributed throughout the soul. i am judge and judging, jailer and jailed and
jury and defense and prosecution. all this institutionalization ... wholly redundant and tiresome. totally fourth millennium bce. plus you have to work!
what does this do to diversity?
consummates it. extends it
everywhere. yes, if one isn’t weeping
when one wakes up, laughing mid-morning, screaming in the afternoon, and
beatifically mute in the evening, what are you?
or presumably mute upon waking and screaming
in the evening. what does it do to
productivity, action, volition?
does that matter?
good point. let’s talk more about eating ourselves.
yes. we’ve eaten others
enough. there are many many humans. there are not only too many of us but too
much of each of us. let’s eat that
excess. let’s become the first species
to learn how to effectively use ourselves as a fuel source without annihilating
ourselves. this puts our natural
violent, destructive, and barbaric orientations to good use. finally.
what does this have to do with being a sadoo?
now we’re into the exciting stuff. everything. as many sadoos have
pointed out – sadoo rianchada, sadoo ghar-zahhi, sadoo g9e,k, sadoo ÿ©, sadoo to name a few – sadoos
are all about everything. a sadoo is
everything in a something made nothing.
or nothing in an everything made something.
exactly.
but i thought sadoos skirted around
definitions.
we skirt, we trouser. our sartorials are flexible, so are our prepositions.
how committed then are you to any of this?
about 11 parts.
out of how many?
that is a question. if i
had to come up with a definition of sadoo, it might be an aspect that questions
out of how many?
i see.
or i count. and the
counting’s never done because there’s so much of us. and then we’re eating ourselves so we’re
subtracting. we’re this then we’re that
so we’re dividing. these are just the simple
operations. we’re mathematics
really. words are just excuses for more
numbers.
hey, thanks sadoo kalinotot, it’s been really
good.
hey fukky, as always.
maybe bump into you in terengganu sometime.
you bet your dingleberries.
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