Description - The three mistakes of Chairman Mao, the four hoaxes of American science, and the five rules of primary school education and national electorate education.
Keywords - education, science, politics, women, elections, Democrats, China, children, medicine, psychiatry, revolution, research, Mao, Einstein, Gore, evolution, hoaxes, psychology
Title – Flying Blind
Author – Neil Robert Miller, San Francisco, May 23, 2000, neilrm@slip.net, imaginenine.com






Flying Blind

Mao Tse-Tung, Albert Einstein, and The Primary School Panacea















Naming The System
What Went Wrong - What Now
















Please Note:

While the "Flying Blind" paper (Spring, 2000) below, was designed to point out some of the things that are wrong with the way political and social issues are handled,

and the "American Pearls" page (Summer, 2000), and the "Elections 2000" paper (Autumn, 2000) were designed to show the stark contrast between nature's and The Democratic Party's proper patterning on the one hand, and current society's and The Republican Party's distorted arrangements on the other,

"Neandertal and The Locket" (current), referred to above, is designed to illuminate the pathway, among both the ruling class, and the people at large, to putting things right.

Discovering and identifying what's wrong is something I find to be exciting, enraging, and depressing, all at once.

And sorting out the comparison between what's wrong and what's right is something I find most clarifying along the way, and I hope, for readers, most helpful.

But putting things right is where the real satisfaction rests.

I urge readers, after they've read the "Flying Blind" notes below, to put on their thinking cap and read the 'Neandertal' and 'Locket' papers as noted above. That's the point, right now.

I added three major sections in the last days of December, and with the four *.pdf pages, it is reasonably complete, as it stands.

    Thank you,

      . . . and love to all . . .

        ---- neil











Flying Blind for Forty Years;


A cute Intuition Deficit Disorder, A Case History





Formally titled: Black Smoke, Red Science, and The Primary School Panacea

by Neil Robert Miller
neil@imaginenine.com
neilrm@slip.net
© May 23, 2000

Edition: June 24th, 2000

For other files at this web-site,
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Table of Contents


































First, A Little History








    1. Choose Leadership By Family Class.

      As it turns out, most of the best communist minds come from what Mao called the most corrupt classes, naturally, and by no coincidence whatsoever, including Mao himself. It's much worse than 'shooting oneself in the foot' - the damage in this case is much more serious . . .


    2. Choose Leadership By Polish And Rhetoric.

      Sometimes the best speakers and the perfect timing are in the hands of the most corrupt, sometimes in the hands of actor-puppets in one form or another, and sometimes, often enough in fact, in the hands of the most principled and helpful persons. And the same for the least facile of us - could be any one of the three. You can't tell anything at all about helpfulness/harmfulness by the presence or absence of polish and rhetoric.


    3. Choose Leadership By The Will To Harm.

      The 'determined will to harm' sometimes might be the correct thing, perhaps in certain circumstances in history, in times of war, and terror, perhaps in other related contexts, BUT, as a high level of leadership and governance, that 'will', destroys a population's intelligence, over time.








Second, Modern Times








    1. Complexity In Mathematics.

      The notorious, and preposterous, "flat-as-a-pancake", smoke and mirrors school of anti-calculation.

      This is a variation on the old "you can't really know because you're not smart enough", in this case, with "because it's all too complex" added in.

      In fact, this bioecosystem, and humans within it, group many small things into a whole system, then, in turn, group many small systems into a few still larger systems, and so forth - no "complexity" at all.

      It's easy, in the way that simple arithmetic is easy; different, but easy like that.

      In fact, anything and everything we need to know to solve problems of harm to humans, at any and all logical levels required, we can figure out, simply, accurately, helpfully, and relevantly.

      First it's complicated, then it's simple, but it's never complex.


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And For The Grand Prize,

Absolut First Place in The Wild and Wacky World of Formal German Nazi Anti-Science,

". . . Your Hoax Of Hoaxes . . ."

. . . Grand Prize . . . First Place . . .

. . . The Envelope Please . . . TA TAAAA . . .


    4. Hostile Nature In Philosophy.

      According to this one, "All of Life's Creatures Evolved And Got Strong By Beating Each Other Up."

      This has got to be the granddaddy of all fascist, right-wing, Nazi, Republican Party, sociopathic, conservative, satanist, crackpot, and reactionary hoaxes, this one going back thousands of years.

      Nature, of course, and all it's plants and creatures, is a cooperative, mutually strengthening system, with things built, lasting forever.

      It is not, obviously, a stuff-your-face-while-bleeding-white-the-world-around-you, mis-system.


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    So, therefore . . .







And Third, On The Permanent Arrest Of The Mistakes And The Hoaxes






    Now, I know just what you're thinking.

    You're thinking, "Gee, how oh how are we ever going to get a permanent, genuine communist revolution going, immediately, for everyone, world-wide, and forever, amidst all these terrible mistakes and hoaxes?"

    (See? I told you I knew what you were thinking.)

    Well, fortunately, I just happen to have the solution, right here in my ole' kit bag.

    I've come up with a permanent fixer-upper, a cure-all, The Easy Answer, a panacea.

    It's totally great! And god it's so Easy! That's the best part.






The Five Rules Of Primary School Education, And National Electorate Education.

. . . down from ten at Sinai; Moses congratulated me already . . .








    See? I told you it was easy! Nothin' to it! That's the easy part.

    The hard part was figuring it all out in the first place, and luckily, that part is already done. Ahem.

    Anyway, the rest is a snap. Well, ok, only almost a snap, I suppose . . . but still . . . it's good . . . it'll work . . . yes it will tooo . . .









    . . . and, as always,

      . . . with all my love,

        . . . and, best wishes to all . . .

          . . . ---- neil


    San Francisco
    May 23, 2000

    Aparición con Vida






Neil Robert Miller
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Update - - - August 15, 2000


Diamonds and Pearls


Diamonds Pearls



Originally designed as a footnote for the above paper

The high level framework, in just fifty words.








Update - - - March 1, 2001


The Science of Politics


Naming The System
What Went Wrong - What Now


The Delusional,
Child-Abuse-Based
Conservative Framework
Nature's Healthy,
Science-Based
Progressive Framework










Just Yesterday


    excerpt from "Lucy and Neanderthal"

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Story: November 15, 2000

Cast of Characters: December 10, 2000

Note Regarding the Context: May 19, 2001; posted: June 7th, 2001
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    XX. A Medieval Tale - Fear Of Cognition



Introduction For Yet Another Analogy

One of the most difficult aspects of sorting out the solution to the problems of harm to people, is the very powerful injunction, projected by all social and societal intellectual and conversational conventions, against looking at the governing system of a person's thoughts and statements.

It is said that if one looks at the governing system of ideas, rather than just a single idea within that governing system, one is being "philosophical", and irrelevant to the matters of daily life operations, conversations, and problem-solving.

In fact, this is not the case. In the current circumstance, the most absolutely relevant issue regarding all matters of daily life problems, is the "overall understanding" from which people are operating.

As a matter of daily life practicality, absolutely nothing can be solved by disassociating the "governing framework of understanding" from which people derive their minute to minute ideas.

However, all those daily life practicalities are easily solved, if the overall system from which people think and operate is clearly sorted out and addressed.

Again, unfortunately, the societal injunction against an open consideration of the general "frame of reference" from which a person derives their ideas is so powerful, that people automatically react harshly - sometimes with overt malice, and sometimes by abruptly leaving the field - to any attempt to discuss that "governing set of ideas".

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Just Yesterday


Suppose we imagine a possible circumstance from perhaps two or three centuries ago.

Suppose you are visiting a loved friend, in 1600's Europe, who is living with their family, and has come down with an illness that, today, we would identify as a "cold".

Attending the ill friend is a physician, who is applying the common remedy of the day, namely powerful leeches to suck out the person's blood.

The theory under which the physician is operating, is that there are impurities in the person's blood, and so, to have leeches suck out the person's blood, will suck out the poison and as such, it is said, the application of leeches constitutes the person's best chance of recovery.

Suppose that you understand that having the ill person's blood supply drained in this way will, in fact, weaken the person and make the illness worse, to the point of death, whereas, you understand that clean, warm bedding, light, nutritious liquids, and strong doses of comfort, caring attention, and peaceful rest, would in fact constitute the person's best chances of recovery.

You attempt to discuss the case with the attending physician.

The physician notices that you seem to be a perhaps intelligent, sincere, and learned person, and questions you to see if you have better ideas regarding where to apply the leeches to drain the maximum amount of blood, and if you perhaps have access to stronger leeches.

You mention that it appears to you that draining the person's blood is likely to weaken them, and describe your idea of a "system" of treatment, again, warm bedding, light, nutritious liquids, and strong doses of comfort, caring attention, and peaceful rest, that is more likely to bring about recovery.

This "system of care" that you present, is said by the physician to be an interesting, but vague, abstract, and philosophical notion, and this, says the physician, is no time for interesting philosophical discussions; he notes that this is a "crisis" moment, life and death, and at this moment, the tried and true is called for.

You note that you're being neither 'vague' nor 'philosophical', nor 'abstract', and that the "system of care" that you are describing, is quite immediate and practical; nothing "philosophical", or vague, or "abstract" about it.

You offer to explain just why the "system" you are proscribing is more likely to work, and why the "leeches" are not likely to work.

"Harrumph!" says the physician; this is no time for involved "abstract" "philosophical" discussions regarding "systems", and becomes quite cross, asking the family to remove you from the premises.

Now the patient in question is a loved friend, remember.

You, in response to the now (unnecessarily) bleeding to death of your friend, and in response to the sharp attack from the physician, become quite agitated, and raise your own voice in anger.

The physician, who, as a trained and experienced physician, then whispers to the family that he knows the sort of phenomena that he is seeing in you, and tells them that at any moment, they can expect horns to sprout under your hair, and a pointed tail to pop out under the rear of your trousers.

Aware of the whispering, but unaware of just what's being whispered, you attempt to contain yourself.

After all, your loved friend's life is at stake.

You then attempt to remind the family that you are a quite reasonable person, and, especially given the stakes at the moment, they should at least give a listen to what you have to say.

The family then has a further whispering conversation with the physician, who seems impressed with what they tell him is your reputation for being a reasonable and caring person.

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The Punch Line.


The physician then turns to you, and says with soothing respect, that he has given thought to what you have to say, and has decided to take your advice.

"You said something about warm bedding" says the physician, and something about a "system".

"This sounds good, actually", says the learned professional.

Henceforth, he will place the leeches not on the patient themself (and you smile in relief), but rather on the mattress and bed sheets, and, as the patient tosses and turns, the leeches' and patient's movements will find their own, natural, "system" of placement along the person's body.

The physician smiles with warm understanding, saying that he hopes you appreciate that you are now being taken seriously, and that your "system" idea will be tried out.

You, of course realizing, that the adding of additional leeches will kill your much loved friend all the more painfully and certainly, can barely contain your fear and rage.

Your face goes red, your hair goes slightly on end, you attempt to half contain and half sputter a response, and goose bumps appear on your skin.

The physician, now sees the absolutely certain signs that you are in the process of turning into your true, and classic, devil state, and that you are a truly insane ingrate to boot, and, obviously, an agent of the devil himself.

As such, he calls for a constable to take you away, warning darkly that you must be bound carefully in a tight jail cell, for if you are not shackled with metal, your burning devilish skin could burn down the jailhouse and the constable as well.

The learned physician further warns that, at any moment, you could "snap" inside, and lash out, violently murdering all in view.

The family of the ill person, looking about at who has the general confidence (and the general political power) in the situation, nervously agrees and the constable does indeed tie you up and take you away.

But somehow, somehow, you manage to collect some calmness, and carefully remind the constable that you are a known and quite reasonable person.

The Constable of this town, thankfully, turns out to himself be someone who thinks of himself as a reasonably intelligent and warm individual, and, having known you for some time, decides, out of the goodness of his heart, to take a great chance, risk his own job and reputation, and let you go home.

But he warns you darkly that you are to go directly home, and never to go near your loved friend, nor anyone connected, nor anyone in an ill situation in the future.

That's the bargain, and, given the alternative possibility of being permanently incarcerated, tortured for confession as regards your meetings with the devil, and worse fates still, you nervously agree.

Shortly thereafter, you receive the expected news that you loved friend died shortly after your visit, the physician listing as the cause of death, of course, the intervention of an insane sorcerer, who was filled with vague and abstract "philosophies" that fooled the family, and interrupted and distracted the physician's healing works.

'Fortunately', adds the physician's report, 'the timely intervention of the town constable prevented the sorcerer from further lashing out and killing more persons at the scene.'

As you walk through town in later weeks, you notice people whispering to one another, looking at an extra crease in your trousers, or a hair out of place, and swearing that they've seen, with their very own eyes, the telltale pointed tail and barely protruding horns from your head.

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The Strongly (But Not Completely) Self-Perpetuating Dynamic


And even the family of the ill, now dead person, cannot bear to think they themselves were parties to the demise of their own kin.

They develop a powerful wall against such, by most vehemently joining in the idea that it was that (former) family friend, now inexplicably turned devilish, that precipitated the demise.

Consequently, you are increasingly isolated from social relationships, and even those who suspect exactly what has actually happened, are in fear of associating with you, as their own neighbors may then suspect that they too have now caught the spirit of the devil.

Furthermore, people realize that they dare not speak of "systems" of warmth and comfort, and dare not speak of skepticism of the physician's leeching methods.

Former friends are sagely advised, that even so much as empathetic listening to you, will only increase your dangerous and delusional state, so, for your own good, they reinforce your isolation.

In time your economic, social, and therefore emotional circumstance deteriorates, you become increasingly nervous and out of sorts, and then, a careless accident befalls you.

Fearful of the generally proscribed treatment, and having no one to turn to, the injury turns into infection, you begin to look and feel like a monster, and you die with injury, and therefore the appearance of a devil on you body.

That night, someone looks up into the sky, notices a falling star, and breaths a sigh of relief that another witch has been vanquished, and as such, the world is a better place.

"Ah yes", they think.

"He used to be such a nice, interesting, and warm person.

I wonder what went wrong.

Something must have 'snapped' inside; the mysteries of life; perhaps it was, that the old 'eternal evil' came upon him.

Who knows? Who knows?"

In time, all the warmest, most caring, most healing persons, all befall a similar fate, ever-more strongly reinforcing an ever more terrified, self-hating, and mindless sort of society.

And the most murderous and manipulative walk the town with ever greater confidence and power, especially given, their new, more advanced "leeching 'system'".

And the townspeople generally, therein ever more crippled by paranoia, illness, brutality, and fear of one another and, perhaps most important, fear of their own minds and hearts, conclude that life is just a crazy, and, in the end, an evil, and hopeless matter, and learn to live from hand to mouth, one against the other, reactively, and with no sense of the past, the future, health, or general depth.

And so it went, for centuries, as a general dynamic, played out tens of thousands of times, throughout England, Germany, France, and beyond, in times as recent as the lives of some of our own great grandparents. And the basic idea behind it, echoes, indeed, more than echoes, even still.

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    Note Regarding The Context For The Above Story:



Losses and Paradigmic Fiction

The above story, "Just Yesterday", taken from the "Neanderthal" paper, is only the second fictional tale that I have formally written into this paradigm.

The first, "The Tribe and The Fire", was the 'punch line' for the "Logical Types" chapter, Chapter Two of the Paradigm, written in 1984. It occurs to me that, for some reason, I also wrote that story in the midst of a major political loss.


Generalizing

But anyway, as for this current story, there are a lot of circumstances in society generally, and certainly in my life in particular, to which the "Just Yesterday" story is somewhat analogous, including many things close to home for me, but I think also for, I suppose, almost anyone.


Election Day

But the specific circumstances during which this "Just Yesterday" story was written, involved the then current national elections of 2000.


Proposal

In early and mid-October, I had sent a series of letters and proposals (four in all, with cc's all around, to my Congresswoman and to Washington), and followed up those mailings with two visits to my congressional representative's office, during which I left additional copies. Maybe I should mention that these were the only the latest of more than a dozen of such notes and proposals I'd sent in recent years.


Child Abuse Explained, In The King's English

Well, then, election day passed, Mr. Gore and the Democrats lost by a hair, and for some reason, I happened to decide to reread a single chapter from John Bowlby's "A Secure Base".

I think it was called "On Seeing What You're Not Supposed To See, Feeling What You're Not Supposed To Feel, And Knowing What You're Not Supposed To Know".

It's basically, about the traumatic formation of rigid and eventually self-destructive denial systems . . . well . . . basically, it's about child abuse, and it's consequences for adults.

But really, when I read Bowlby these days, it's his writing style that I most notice, and, of course, of which I am most envious - 'The King's English', I think they call it.

I do like to flatter myself to imagine that sometimes, maybe, sometimes, I manage to incorporate some of that writing style, into some of what I write, maybe including this piece, I mean, maybe just a smidgen . . .


Spill

Anyway, election day passed, and then, over the next week or so, I read this Bowlby chapter, and then, a couple of days later, I woke up one morning, tore over to my keyboard, and just wrote the story - with only 16th Century England in the front of my mind.

At the time, I really didn't know exactly what it was about . . . maybe my family, I thought . . . but at the time, I just couldn't tell . . . it seemed sort of like a dream . . . maybe I was just recalling a dream . . . I don't remember exactly . . .

I guess the last thing I'd read about that period, was a year earlier, about Joan of Arc, and what happened with her.

Well, I don't really know exactly how my mind works, neurologically, but anyway, those were the circumstances under which the 'Just Yesterday' piece more or less 'spilled out'.

Nancy P., Joan, Al, Bill, John B., The King of England, some squiggly charts, a constible or two, a gal, and . . . um . . . a little more, swimming in my mind, over the previous weeks and days . . .


Comb

And then.

About two weeks later, in early December sometime, and without changing anything in the story, I came up with, and then over about another two weeks combed out, the following cast of characters.

I guess that part was a little less spontaneous.

In other words, first I just thought of the story, from, it seemed, almost out of thin air, and then, only weeks later, 'the cast' occurred to me.

And, I mean, as it turns out, "the cast" presented here, was actually based on pretty hard, cold reality.


Metaphor

It seems to me though, that in almost any field, either social, or, scientific, almost anyone could write their own cast, from their own life.

The whole thing is not really so special to me, methinks.

Anyway, what follows is the "Cast of Characters" for "Just Yesterday" that occurred to me in the weeks after I'd written the story.


    Cast of Characters:

      1. The main person - yours truly

      2. The ill person - The Democrat Party prospects in 2000, including the Presidential Race.

      3. The Doctor - Political consultants

      4. The Leeches - The mass media.

      5. The Family - Democrat Party politicians

      6. The Townspeople - The voters.

      7. The Constible - unnamed.



Additional Important Notes

Please note that there are further remarks regarding this story at the end of the "Neandertal" paper. Click Here for that section.


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    And best wishes, to all

    ---- neil