The Jokingly Serious
Meets the Seriously Jokable
Draft Manifesto of S.M.I.R.K.
Society for
the Maintenance of Irreverence towards Ridiculous Kowtow
10 june 2005
There are no straight lines
in real space. Linearity finds its best in gravity. It also finds it is
best not everywhere - if it looks far enough and openly. Humor (satire, parody),
metaphor, wandering, and dream can befuddle the "logical" part of mind,
but logic can play tricks and logic can set up great jokes. As with our
grave terrain (a.k.a. earth) we see going "east" is the same as going "west"
given time. I would say that notions of dialectics, Gestalt, neuro-leaping,
the aha! moment, and the flood (as in the basement flood that erased
the training of Pavlov's dogs) suggest that if you go inside form far enough,
you create content and vice-reversa. If you work on a joke so that it makes
you think you create dangerous theory and if you work on a theory until it
makes you laugh you create the unending joke. In both cases, you meet up
at revolution. That is why we form groups, and why we are not
content without facilitating approach to all permutations of human flavoring.
The group bound by power always cuts short the quest - narrowing to fragmental,
speculative "focus" as ultimate goal - as its necessary redundancy.
Another tool of conformity and death is normalcy. Notions of normalcy
defy (as they define) creativity because they say it comes from only one
source. It has a beginning and an end, just like "play" and "critique. Flatlandism
is the practice of narrowing unknown views to the known view and then tightening
up so that nothing changes. Its character is that of holding your breath
and seeing no colors out of sequence. Beyond flatland, a single point is
a multi-dimensional entity if one is willing to pursue it beyond the
realm of the norm. In social context that means that just because
I cannot understand someone does not mean they are not saying something useful
to me - and in fact that in itself is critical to my growth, no less my existence.
Strokes - an expressed act of repressed anger - can turn one from the ultra-rational
logician into the metaphorical poet. Same brain, new expression -- same reality,
new vision. I suggest that we learn, communicate, and organize around what
diversity offers as means and ends - as unified fields of vision -
and to allow the laughter of theory and the theory of laughter
to join in this spacetime - and our lives that recognize no endpoints - since
the two - separated - know, live, and change so very little.
"Giving the joke
time to ponder more effective punch lines for the unending toughness of its
'audience'" is revolutionarily complete when bound with "giving ponder
its game with which to approach the unending vastness of 'knowing'".
* This unity demands
formal re-evolution and discontented immediacy
*
* Societal norms are in our way - with all their feudal,
capitalist, and primitivist clutter *
* Everything and everyone must change so that anyone
can truly live everywhere
*
* Game and play have been held captive by characterological
zero-sum and consecrated entropy far too long *
* The joke that tastes good and theory with good taste
are as flat as can be - useful only to their stacks *
* The point of the possible being impossible and the
impossible becoming possible is the only game in town *
* Finally - a punch line and set up intending to go beyond the limits of what's so unfunny *
S.M.I.R.K. Articles of
Association to be published soon
Until and after then, members create themselves