"Eat the Ice Cream": No, Dear Transhumanist Swindlers, I'll Pass
Transhumanist visionaries do not deserve our fear.
This is a quick post, done more or less on the go (so please forgive its raw character). I was not planning on sending anything today but then this arrived in my mailbox, and here we go.
So this is an actual ice cream commercial (yes I checked, it is an actual commercial, not a spoof).
It is one of the creepiest commercials I have personally seen, matched perhaps only by the “I am transhumanist” bit from BBC (quoted below) and Bill Gates’ really strange and dark video presentation about mosquitos that I am not going to link to out of principle because that video about mosquitos has a straight out serial killer vibe and I am going to pass. It is creepy as hell.
The crazy ice cream commercial shows two things, to my immediate senses. One, it is of course is an indicator of the current state of the genre of “commercials,” where the script writers somehow thought this would fly and … sell product??? In the past, such things existed only as art projects screaming about the really horrible and inhumane condition of the world ( see “Corporate Cannibal” by Grace Jones).Doing this as a food commercial is bananas. I certainly am now resolved to not buy this ice cream. Yikes!!
No really, it’s bananas, and I don’t care how many advertising magazines end up writing about it as “cool” and “out there.” It sure is “out there,” just not in a good way.
Two, it is of course a sign of the times, a cultural pointer to this whole digitally assisted future where we live in perpetual isolation from anything human, where old people don’t have loving family to look after them, where our best “friends” are digital companions, and where—something that they are not telling us—we exist more or less as data and energy hosts for the proverbial vampires on the throne. A world where citizens are zombified, disoriented, all alone, and easily manipulated due to the lack of emotional “immunity.” As far as the state of misery and helplessness such existence entails, think of a patient in a COVID ward in 2020 who has suddenly discovered the face of the Machine. An abandoned human at the mercy of an algorithm. Not good.
And by the way, when I am talking about energy hosts, it could be quite literal since mining kinetic energy from human activities is a thing filed under “sources of green energy” lol, and not only it’s a thing, there is a Microsoft patent for mining bodily activities for crypto. And as we know, data is the new oil—and if you imagine what the land ends up looking like after the oilmen show up, the state of devastation would be comparable.
Anyway, I digress, here is the horrible commercial.
And here we have this creepy BBC bit where a kid tells her parents that she is “transhumanist,” and so she wants to get rid of her body and be data. Live forever as data. (A trick that the proverbial vampires have long invented for the gullible; there is no “life” in the cloud, and the so called “immortality” (poor man’s immortality) through the notion of a digital twin is a murderous swindle, nothing else. Really, nothing else.)
A few other things for context.
One that immediately comes to mind is the “eating machine” scene from “Modern times.”
Also I am going to use this opportunity to share some of my own art from the years past. I’ve been writing and making art about this forever…. I just didn’t think that I would see an attempt at a transhumanist reform in my lifetime! The shamelessness us astounding…
By the way, I am not scared of the charlatan transhumanists. Fear is unhelpful. They are mad (some are also monsters, but mostly just mad) for trying to bring on a world in which we are lonely meatbags packed with digital assistants and smart devices. This vision has no legs in reality. Yes, they can attempt it, and they can hurt a lot of people in the process of trying, just like “COVID health responses” hurt and killed a lot of people. But in the long-term, nothing without legs in reality can exist for too long. I wish they did not do this thing but I am not afraid.
I want to finish this story with a presentation by Malidoma Some, a Dagara elder whose work I love. We are walking in the steps of our ancestors. We are beautiful and made of love. The transhumanist swindle will fall apart when a lot of people remember their love. Love is what this universe is made of. It is true.
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