I'll keep the whole log one last time, so it can possibly get signed by this poorly kept key, and add to the bottom.
On November 13, 2020 5:36:22 AM EST, Karl <[email protected]> wrote: >[OT] [dangerous due the possibility of dangerous people thinking it is >an >analogy for whatever they're concerned about] > >On Wed, Nov 11, 2020, 8:18 AM Karl <[email protected]> wrote: > >> I haven't read the replies I haven't acknowledged, because I'm trying >to >> slow down entering the dissociative state where I post obsessively to >the >> list and do nothing else, and accessing the same threads could >trigger it >> faster. >> >> Here is a webcomic outline. To help with the major motion picture >being >> slowly grown from horrifically enslaved countries to bring their dead >> beloved dictators back to life as respected community members with >badly >> needed medical care: >> >> Mind Control Boss, the Webcomic, draft 1 >> >> #1 >> >> panel 1: >> Setting: Boss's office >> >> Boss: "Somebody mentioned mind control on that mailing list. Let me >know >> when it's cleaned up." >> >> Cleanup Worker (previously Secretary of State, talking honestly, has >> bloody wires leaving scalp, wears weapons dealer logo on smart >looking >> political outfit): "Of course, Boss! We love you so much for >enslaving us >> to your every whim!" >> >> panel 2: >> Setting: local coffee shop named "Underground Spy and Rebel Network, >Come >> One Come All" >> >> Specialist (now a cleanup worker for Boss): "The Boss told me to >clean >> this mailing list up. I told him to fuck off, that it's out of his >> control." >> >> Excited Supporter (at a nearby table of torture victims, rescue >workers, >> and diplomats): "What list now?" >> >> State Worker (wears same weapons dealer logo as Secretary of State, >> watching, is at table of rebels with Specialist, in role of "way to >control >> and spy on Boss", texting privately on Mobile Phone): [Excited >Supporter >> will b worker who rebels. Can u make sure 2 erase what they look up >> tonight?] >> >> panel 3: >> Setting: same coffee shop >> >> Rebel Worker (sitting next to State Worker, wears same shirt, phone >dings >> and looks suddenly at State Worker): "The fuck???" <immediately >shoots >> State Worker dead> >> >> Dead State Worker's Mobile Phone: "Contacting Cleanup. Thank you for >> using Dictatorsoft." >> >> Specialist (same one, at table): <while phone alarming about >cleanup>, >> "Again????" >> >> #2 >> >> panel 1: (torture victim, excited supporter, and/or rebel worker >visit >> mailing list, assume it is super cool, archive it and spread it >everywhere) >> >> panel 2: >> Scene: Former Secretary of State's office >> >> Cleanup Worker (formerly secretary of state, bloody wires leaving >neatly >> combed hair, gesturing at corpse of State Worker, talking to Machine >> Learning Marketer): "Boss can't see well and needs to hear it from >the >> horse's mouth, and the horse is dead. Could you fix up a video chat >for us >> where the horse is alive?" >> >> Machine Learning Marketer (knows nothing about machine learning, is >new to >> corporation): "Certainly. We do that all the time." >> >> panel 3: >> Scene: Boss's office, with corpse of State Worker present, propped up >as >> if still alive. Boss is in a hospital bed. >> >> Corpse of State Worker (blurry due to severe issues Boss is having): >> "Boss, I am your loyal servant. The mailing list has been cleaned >up." >> >> #3 >> Scene: Former Secretary of State's Office >> > >I found a possible early part of #3 in my semipreserved notes (I have >to >pretend to erase stuff to work on things like this): "We leaked some >things >helpful to Boss on a rebel mailing list" . I'm not focusing on filling >in >all the scene and panels for #3 since I already shared it. > >Standing Corpse of State Worker: "I have bad news. The rebel mailing >list >> posts we've been using to share propaganda are predicted to make more >> rebels than propaganda." >> >> State Worker 2 (hired to replace State Worker after their death, >bloody >> wires leaving scalp): "Don't say that! I might tell the boss!" >> >> Corpse of State Worker: "Very sorry." >> >> #4 >> Scene: Former Secretary of State's Office >> >> Standing Corpse of State Worker 2 (microelectronics and brains >hanging out >> of scalp, eyes moving wildly and independently of each other): "After >being >> brought back from the dead so many times by Machine Learning >Marketer, Boss >> can no longer learn new information without being killed out of fear >of >> subversion by propaganda. This doesn't seem much like leadership to >the >> workers, so we've kind of reinterpreted who the boss really is, and >listen >> instead to their "spirit" rather than letting them say anything. >Machine >> Learning Marketer has a computer that can report spirit." >> >> Machine Learning Marketer has bloody wires leaving their scalp. >> >> Standing Corpse of State Worker 3 (also has obviously poorly-done bci >> surgery): "You said you replaced the Boss with a computer >simulation?" >> >> State Worker 2: "Yeah, can you kill me until I do it well enough to >say >> straight, for the coffee shop?" >> >> Machine Learning Marketer: <reaches for their own cellphone and >breaks it >> in half. Takes out a gun and empties it into the lights>. "I think >the >> simulation just mind controlled me not to." >> >> #5 >> >> <we can come up with these forever, and have the next one drafted >too, but >> it is too hard to continue for me to write it right now. it involves >> describing what it is like to communicate things when your behavior >and >> medical treatment are augmented by machine learning algorithms each >made or >> influenced by a different warring faction trying to manipulate you >toward >> their own particular ends. sorry ran out of steam, got triggered too >badly >> in #4> >> > >[Note re the recent xkcd: there is no coronavirus in this yet. >everyone >still remembers how to go near others and be friendly and comfortable >with >that. I'd probably split the coffee shop in two, for people who want >to >wear masks and people who don't, with full accommodations for both >views, >and have the characters move between the two areas demonstrating how >easy >it is to resolve a conflict. Boss's people would generally not wear >masks >in any office or while harming people, their masks would have been >designed >to fail, and they would always wear them in public.] > >#5 >Scene: Boss's Office > >Computer Audio of Boss (part of Audiovisual Setup, with Hospital Bed >behind >it): "This ..." <voice cuts out, the words struggling> > >Status Display: "Filling in for memory loss. Defusing anger." > >Computer Audio of Boss: "... mailing list ..." <struggling> > >Status Display: "Filling in for memory loss. Patient now deeply >relaxed." > >Computer Audio of Boss: "... is part of my .. " <suddenly stops> > >Status Display: "Filling in for memory loss. Numbing severe >hopelessness." > >Computer Audio of Boss: "... medical plan to ..." > >Status Display: "Extensive memory reconstruction requiring delay. >Simulation taking over." > >Computer Video of Boss: "... heal my ..." > >Status Display: "Filling in for memory loss. Numbing severe >hopelessness." > >Computer Audio of Boss: "... destroyed brain?" > >Cleanup Worker (formerly Secretary of State): "Yes, Boss." > >Machine Learning Marketer: "We love you so much, we could never let you >come to harm." > > >#6 >Scene: Local coffee shop named "Underground Spy and Rebel Network, >Come >One Come All" > >panel 1: > >Toddler is staring at Dedicated Cop, who is sitting at the rebel table >in >conversation, their skull open with brains and microcircuitry hanging >out. > >Middle Kid (off-panel): "Toddler, whatcha staring at?" > > >panel 2: > >Middle Kid (in severe terror): <shrieks loudly! everybody looks at her> >"Mommy that man's brains are falling out! Call 911!" > >Mother Supporter: "Shush!" <glances at Dedicated Cop, who has brains >hanging out> "That man is fine. Why are you acting out like this?" > >Middle Kid: <stares at mother, astonished, confused, terrified> > >Older Kid: "The man is fine. Don't be such a baby." > >Toddler pokes playfully at their own head in the same spot as the >opening >to Dedicated Cop's skull, acting out having a friendly discussion while >your brains are falling out. > > >panel 3: > >Rebel Worker 2 (sitting across from Dedicated Cop, to Middle Kid as she >walks by to return to her family): ><hushed> >"What you saw was real, but for now if you tell the wrong person, >you'll >get hospitalized yourself. That's going to change. You can find me >and my >friends at this coffee shop. Tell your mother I told you to listen to >her." > > >#7 > >panel 1: > >The rebel table has Cautious Cop and Dedicated Cop (with brains hanging >out) in discussion with Rebel Worker 2 and Corpse of State Worker 3 >both >across the table. Specialist is sitting nearby. > >Rebel Worker 2: "Thanks so much for coming to speak with us and being >willing to listen. I know these are very serious accusations for >Well-Respected Psionic Weaponry Corp to lay against Poor Abused >Dictator >Megacorp, but this is very real human trafficking and rights abuse." > >Corpse of State Worker 3 (looking almost alive, bci surgery carefully >hidden now, acting very formal): "Rebel Worker 2 has been advising me >from >Well-Respected Psionic Weaponry Corp, for some time now. Rebel Worker >2 >was introduced to me as having held their management role at >Well-Respected >Psionic Weaponry Corp for over a decade." > > >panel 2: > >Dedicated Cop (blood flies from their brain a little as they turn their >head): "We'll need the full names of the perpetrator and the accuser >for >the charges." > >Rebel Worker 2: "I'm Rebel Worker 2, here's my ID, this is State Worker >3, >and I have a recording of Torture Victim Double Agent, an employee of >Poor >Abused Dictator Megacorp, discussing this with Trusting Coworker, while >in >the act." > > >panel 3: > >Cautious Cop: "We'll collect information and be sure to follow up. You >said you're accusing Poor Abused Dictator Megacorp, not Well-Respected" ><coughs> "Psionic Weaponry Corp?" > >Rebel Worker 2: <pauses, briefly confused> "Yes. Poor Abused Dictator >Megacorp is engaging in human trafficking and rights abuse, and we have >proof." > >Specialist: "Sorry to butt in, but I've actually been tracking some >attacks >on automl systems being developed for human rights, and it's pretty >clear >the attacks stemmed from the people you're talking about. I would love >to >testify to this." > > >#8: > >panel 1: >(Middle Kid goes to the bathroom and finds Specialist laying on the >floor. >Rebel Worker 2 enters, eyes glazed over.) > >Rebel Worker 2 (looking at Middle Kid): "Who are you?" > >Middle Kid: "Don't you recognise ..." <Rebel Worker 2 brushes by her, >ignoring her, and she hides> > >panel 2 (multiple panels): > >Rebel Worker 2 takes some things (microcircuitry and a small saw) from >inside the flap of the trash, quickly opens the skull of Specialist and >places something inside, returns the things, and leaves with >Specialist's >skull still open. Specialist begins stirring. > >panel 3 (back near the rescue table): > >Middle Kid (returning to Mother Supporter): "Mommy, you know how you >mentioned the lock on my door, something about bad men, and asked if I >wanted to be in charge of the key? I would like that." > >Mother Supporter: "I'll take it out and give it to you when we get >home. >We can even install a second lock if you want. Let's go outside and >talk, >shall we?" > >>
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