On 1/11/25 6:01 AM, Farley Flud wrote:
> On 11 Jan 2025 11:50:00 GMT, Stéphane CARPENTIER wrote:
>
>>
>> Of course, you can't approve anything what's important. Fiction help
>> develop imagination.
>>
>
> Only during childhood during those periods that we call "play."
>
> Play is fiction -- living fiction.
>
> But then eventually childhood, and the concurrent playing, will
> end. We then become adults and turn our attention to the
> real, objective world. There is no more play. There is no
> more fiction.
>
> A lot of people, including YOU, never had much of a chance
> at childhood play. They, including YOU, were far too supervised
> and inhibited. Consequently, they, and YOU, can only begin
> to freely play, through fiction, as adults. It's sad.
> It's pathetic.
>
> Now get back to your games, little boy (i.e. idiot).
>
> Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
>
>
>
>
>

Hahhahhahhh :-)

American households are like military barracks for kids. And in France,
they are about 5 times more so.

That's how kids grow to become Sheep. To become "DFS" :( To line up
volunteering for a life of "Aiming High!" ...

Military service is a natural continuation of the American household.
And the French are five times worse.

On Sat, 11 Jan 2025 13:31:38 -0600, Physfitfreak wrote:

>
> For one, electronic books chain you to a desktop and from there to your
> electric receptacles on the wall, your house, the electric company, and
> whether you have paid your electric bill or not.
>

So what? The desktop is where everything happens in the modern world.
There is no way to escape the desktop.

>
> The only electronic choice you have is really with the desktop, and it
> may not look like it but it is as big as the whole power grid in your
> region.
>

If the power grid were to ever fail, permanently, then that would
indicate that civilization itself was failing. It wouldn't just
be the power grid, but also the natural gas lines, the food supply,
the medical supply, etc., etc. One would be fucked from all
directions. There would be no time for books. All effort would
be directed toward keeping your jealous neighbors from ransacking
you property.

But civilization will not fail. I have faith that the power will
always be available and I will be comfortable with my e-books at my
desktop.

--
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On Sat, 11 Jan 2025 13:44:22 -0600, Physfitfreak wrote:

>
> American households are like military barracks for kids. And in France,
> they are about 5 times more so.
>

You are not joking.

I often drive through the American suburbs, with their neatly groomed
streets and houses, and I will ask myself: "Where do these kids play?"

I grew up in a working class area next to an industrial zone and the
railroad yards. There were many empty fields and in the late afternoon,
after closing time, a kid could go wild with play opportunity.

And we did.

At one point we even attempted to dig a tunnel under the train
tracks but our adventure was discovered by the railroad employees
and we had to abandon it.

We had so much much wild play it would take years to even describe
it all.

But that's all in the past. Now I am an adult and a scientist/
engineer. I don't need stupid games nor fiction because I've done
it all already.

I pity the readers of fiction.

I pity the players of games.

They are just frustrated children.

--
Systemd: solving all the problems that you never knew you had.

On 1/11/25 2:13 PM, Farley Flud wrote:
> On Sat, 11 Jan 2025 13:31:38 -0600, Physfitfreak wrote:
>
>
>>
>> For one, electronic books chain you to a desktop and from there to your
>> electric receptacles on the wall, your house, the electric company, and
>> whether you have paid your electric bill or not.
>>
>
> So what? The desktop is where everything happens in the modern world.
> There is no way to escape the desktop.
>
>
>>
>> The only electronic choice you have is really with the desktop, and it
>> may not look like it but it is as big as the whole power grid in your
>> region.
>>
>
> If the power grid were to ever fail, permanently, then that would
> indicate that civilization itself was failing. It wouldn't just
> be the power grid, but also the natural gas lines, the food supply,
> the medical supply, etc., etc. One would be fucked from all
> directions. There would be no time for books. All effort would
> be directed toward keeping your jealous neighbors from ransacking
> you property.
>
> But civilization will not fail. I have faith that the power will
> always be available and I will be comfortable with my e-books at my
> desktop.
>
>

A hardcopy doesn't have a "display cable" attached to it that goes bad :)

I'm still using my $12 thingy (with no problems whatsoever too) because
the matter of my main computer isn't resolved yet. Still too soon to
take the now "late Relf"'s advice.

If the power grid collapses (which may - depends on what a lunatic Trump
is, and whether cro-magnons' time has come), and as you said, together
with it, the food supply and security collapses, I bet those huge sized
pots you always see in Mexican grocery stores become a hot item :)

Hispanics would need to cut a cro-magnon only in three pieces max to
throw a piece in them and boil them to a perfection in soup. Beating
even French cuisines. And curiously, you only see those pots in Mexican
stores :)

Many of my neighbors are Hispanic, and almost all of them have one of
those large pots sometimes appearing in their yard. They throw a whole
goat or sheep inside after removing skins and innards, and boil them.
Then the whole family and friends feast on them. They have to cook them
outside. Too big for kitchens' facilities.

Blacks, on the other hand, would not need to even cook them. If you ask
me, they'll devour cro-magnons raw, still warm.

Just south of Mexican border here, every single year, some cro-magnons
disappear, then a week or two later only their heads are found. Never
the rest of the body. The heads, often, have chicken legs hammered into
their ear canals with the paws sticking out on both sides.

Every year!

This world has some rules to it, want it or not. Cro-magnons have broken
every one of them.

On 1/11/25 2:30 PM, Farley Flud wrote:
> On Sat, 11 Jan 2025 13:44:22 -0600, Physfitfreak wrote:
>
>>
>> American households are like military barracks for kids. And in France,
>> they are about 5 times more so.
>>
>
> You are not joking.
>
> I often drive through the American suburbs, with their neatly groomed
> streets and houses, and I will ask myself: "Where do these kids play?"
>
> I grew up in a working class area next to an industrial zone and the
> railroad yards. There were many empty fields and in the late afternoon,
> after closing time, a kid could go wild with play opportunity.
>
> And we did.
>
> At one point we even attempted to dig a tunnel under the train
> tracks but our adventure was discovered by the railroad employees
> and we had to abandon it.
>
> We had so much much wild play it would take years to even describe
> it all.
>
> But that's all in the past. Now I am an adult and a scientist/
> engineer. I don't need stupid games nor fiction because I've done
> it all already.
>
> I pity the readers of fiction.
>
> I pity the players of games.
>
> They are just frustrated children.
>
>

That's nothing compared with what we did around the age of 5 in Tehran.
One was, making bombs :) I mean stuff strong enough to blow a 30 kg
stone placed on top of it fly upward three stories high. So when I say
bomb, I'm really not exaggerating.

The hardest ingredient to find in making them was the "kolorate
potasiyom" (Potassium Chlorate). Everything else was easy to find. For
sulfur, we used our little hand made slingshots to knock off the white
porcelain insulators off of the top of utility poles. Inside them, you'd
always find a large amount of sulfur. For powdered charcoal we just
smashed charcoal to a fine powder. In those days, many people have not
yet migrated to electric heaters. People used charcoal in their "Korsi"s
for the winter period and for cooking in other periods of the year. It
was always available, and was among the usual items that every house
purchased from stores and bazars.

But for the damn potassium chlorate we had to walk to two neighborhoods
away to a pharmacy that was owned and operated by Jews. Only that
pharmacy sold us potassium chlorate, knowing full well why we were
buying them. Other ones much closer to us, would not sell it to kids,
considering them too dangerous.

That mixture created gun powder, and it was one of the ways for us to
create bombs with. We had four or five different ways of making bombs,
using even a certain brand of movie reels of film which were sold to
kids for looking at the negative pictures against a source of light, but
we also used them to make bombs with, cause they were extremely flammable.

And every now and then, some site would begin construction, and we'd get
the material we needed for CO2 based bombs in there placed right on the
grounds, easily taken during night. Often in same sites one could find
empty sturdy strong bottles that held thinners and acetone, etc. These
bottles were part of the bomb design :) And when they exploded, boy, the
scene of everything around it was something to see and enjoy. Hehe :)

On rare occasions, some stupid kid would even throw one of them over the
wall into the yard of a Baha'i neighbor at the instigation of some
suckers much older than us... it was not good and we kids would not
condone it at all because that would mean the end of our fun that day.
We had to run. Within 15 minutes the alley would get filled with police.

I have said nothing of a myriad of other strange things we did. Climbing
trees through the branches of which naked live power lines passed.
Running on top of high walls along their whole stretch, sometimes a kid
coming down to ground accompanied with half of the wall! And we had
"kids' Jihad!".. the assyrian neighborhood (they were christian) was a
short walking distance away. Oh, we were rough. Strange that any of us
got passed that period unharmed.

On Sat, 11 Jan 2025 15:14:43 -0600, Physfitfreak wrote:

>
> Just south of Mexican border here, every single year, some cro-magnons
> disappear, then a week or two later only their heads are found. Never
> the rest of the body. The heads, often, have chicken legs hammered into
> their ear canals with the paws sticking out on both sides.
>

I dunno, but some of those Hispanic bitches are hot as fuck.

I wish more would come up here, to displace all the pale and
wan white bitches, but the bald-headed, pot-bellied Republicans
are opposed.

--
Systemd: solving all the problems that you never knew you had.

On Sat, 11 Jan 2025 16:01:41 -0600, Physfitfreak wrote:

> On 1/11/25 2:30 PM, Farley Flud wrote:
>> On Sat, 11 Jan 2025 13:44:22 -0600, Physfitfreak wrote:
>>
>>>
>>> American households are like military barracks for kids. And in France,
>>> they are about 5 times more so.
>>>
>>
>> You are not joking.
>>
>> I often drive through the American suburbs, with their neatly groomed
>> streets and houses, and I will ask myself: "Where do these kids play?"
>>
>> I grew up in a working class area next to an industrial zone and the
>> railroad yards. There were many empty fields and in the late afternoon,
>> after closing time, a kid could go wild with play opportunity.
>>
>> And we did.
>>
>> At one point we even attempted to dig a tunnel under the train
>> tracks but our adventure was discovered by the railroad employees
>> and we had to abandon it.
>>
>> We had so much much wild play it would take years to even describe
>> it all.
>>
>> But that's all in the past. Now I am an adult and a scientist/
>> engineer. I don't need stupid games nor fiction because I've done
>> it all already.
>>
>> I pity the readers of fiction.
>>
>> I pity the players of games.
>>
>> They are just frustrated children.
>>
>>
>
>
> That's nothing compared with what we did around the age of 5 in Tehran.
> One was, making bombs :) I mean stuff strong enough to blow a 30 kg
> stone placed on top of it fly upward three stories high. So when I say
> bomb, I'm really not exaggerating.
>
> The hardest ingredient to find in making them was the "kolorate
> potasiyom" (Potassium Chlorate). Everything else was easy to find. For
> sulfur, we used our little hand made slingshots to knock off the white
> porcelain insulators off of the top of utility poles. Inside them, you'd
> always find a large amount of sulfur. For powdered charcoal we just
> smashed charcoal to a fine powder. In those days, many people have not
> yet migrated to electric heaters. People used charcoal in their "Korsi"s
> for the winter period and for cooking in other periods of the year. It
> was always available, and was among the usual items that every house
> purchased from stores and bazars.
>
> But for the damn potassium chlorate we had to walk to two neighborhoods
> away to a pharmacy that was owned and operated by Jews. Only that
> pharmacy sold us potassium chlorate, knowing full well why we were
> buying them. Other ones much closer to us, would not sell it to kids,
> considering them too dangerous.
>
> That mixture created gun powder, and it was one of the ways for us to
> create bombs with. We had four or five different ways of making bombs,
> using even a certain brand of movie reels of film which were sold to
> kids for looking at the negative pictures against a source of light, but
> we also used them to make bombs with, cause they were extremely flammable.
>
> And every now and then, some site would begin construction, and we'd get
> the material we needed for CO2 based bombs in there placed right on the
> grounds, easily taken during night. Often in same sites one could find
> empty sturdy strong bottles that held thinners and acetone, etc. These
> bottles were part of the bomb design :) And when they exploded, boy, the
> scene of everything around it was something to see and enjoy. Hehe :)
>
> On rare occasions, some stupid kid would even throw one of them over the
> wall into the yard of a Baha'i neighbor at the instigation of some
> suckers much older than us... it was not good and we kids would not
> condone it at all because that would mean the end of our fun that day.
> We had to run. Within 15 minutes the alley would get filled with police.
>
> I have said nothing of a myriad of other strange things we did. Climbing
> trees through the branches of which naked live power lines passed.
> Running on top of high walls along their whole stretch, sometimes a kid
> coming down to ground accompanied with half of the wall! And we had
> "kids' Jihad!".. the assyrian neighborhood (they were christian) was a
> short walking distance away. Oh, we were rough. Strange that any of us
> got passed that period unharmed.

Fantastic! Thanks for reporting.

The closest that we got to actual bombs was using fireworks, like
hammerheads and cherry bombs, which are actually quite powerful,
to blow apart telephone poles.

And I agree. Strange that any of us got past that period unharmed.

But we must not stray from the main point.

Most kids today, sadly, will not freely play. They will instead grow
up to be gamers and readers of fiction.

--
Systemd: solving all the problems that you never knew you had.

On Sat, 11 Jan 2025 12:01:35 +0000, Farley Flud <ff@linux.rocks> wrote in
<pan$9307c$84553a07$c8e629dc$b872277f@linux.rocks>:

> On 11 Jan 2025 11:50:00 GMT, Stéphane CARPENTIER wrote:
>
>
>> Of course, you can't approve anything what's important. Fiction help
>> develop imagination.
>>
>>
> Only during childhood during those periods that we call "play."

The Bard is not "for children".

And when it comes to fiction: you certainly write enough of it.

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