That they compute as system errors is simply reality's way of trying to cover up their true nature -- but the only one fooled by this is reality herself.

So if reality isn't in charge, then who is?

To find out, we sent a team to attend Proletarian Story Day.

Proletarian Story Day is the day the proletarians get to tell their story to the assembled aristocrats, priests, warriors, capitalists, bourgeoisie, untouchables, barbarians and aliens.

Unlike the other days of the week, like Warrior Story Day or Capitalist Story Day, for example, Proletarian Story Day is the day reality likes best.

On all the other days, the classes whose day it ISN'T get apprised of all the sorrows and struggles and pride and horror and achievements and failures and goods and evils and hypocrisies and honesties and lamenesses and slimeballeries and blah blah blah of the class whose day it IS. In this way individuals could come to understand how we are all just stuck with a common humanity and that all we each wanna do is just be left alone to eat, sleep, rape each other, and tongue our own genitalia, so why can't we all just get along?

But on Proletarian Story Day, unlike the other days, sometimes the question is broached: will we have to keep seeking new places to pillage and plunder and sleep in, with new people to rape and be raped by and new things to eat, and to get there will we have to keep devising ever newer transportation modes to travel through ever more esoteric transportation modalities to arrive at ever more nonexistent destinations with not only NOT the same old objects of desire, but also WITH whole new categories of desire to replace the lame boring passé desires of ancient man we are currently stuck with and which drove us here to this unfortunate place in the first place?

Reality likes this day because it knows that after a hundred years of them (if Marvin Minsky and Billy Bob Thornton are to be believed), entirely new symbols will have been overlaid on and set to activate the same old chemistries.

At first, just the activating symbols will be replaced -- most likely by means of simple transparent overlays -- any piece of household plastic wrap will do.

But even this will get old fast, so eventually we will need to be able to replace the base chemistry itself so desire no longer even "feels" the same. This will most likely need to be done over several generations, one functional unit of desire at a time.

The story ends, of course, when the stability of eternal chaos has been reached and nobody has any time for self-consciousness anymore and life is happening so fast that everything has to be purely reflexive and processed almost exclusively at the level of the autonomic nervous system, and people are so tightly interconnected that any perturbation anywhere in the network perturbs them too and, because this is a constant, they always have to be ready -- to the point where there's no time left to do or be anything BUT ready.

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