Waking Up with Sam Harris #127 – Freedom from the Known (with Michael Pollan)…


Date: June 19, 2018

01) Waking Up with Sam Harris #127 – Freedom from the Known (with Michael Pollan)


“In this episode the Waking Up podcast, Sam Harris speaks with Michael Pollan about his new book How to Change Your Mind. They cover the the resurgence of interest in psychedelics in clinical practice and end-of-life care, the “betterment of well people,” the relationship between thinking and mental suffering, the differences between psychedelics and meditation, the non-duality of consciousness, the brain’s “default mode network,” their experiences with various psychedelics, and other topics.

Michael Pollan is the author of seven previous books, including Cooked, Food Rules, In Defense of Food, The Omnivore’s Dilemma and The Botany of Desire, all of which were New York Times bestsellers. A longtime contributor to the New York Times Magazine, he also teaches writing at Harvard and the University of California, Berkeley. In 2010, TIME magazine named him one of the one hundred most influential people in the world. His most recent book is How to Change Your Mind: What the New Science of Psychedelics Teaches Us About Consciousness, Dying, Addiction, Depression, and Transcendence.

Twitter: @michaelpollan “

I’ve always had a natural detachment from modern concepts of “normal life”…or “life expectations”…

…Maybe it’s that I’m an INFP [Introverted Feeling Personality]…Maybe it’s that I’ve been ostracized from “normal culture”, due to my sexuality…Maybe I’ve spent such a large portion of my life physically ill, that my inability to function in “the normal world” has made me incapable of personally identifying with it…Or maybe my ability to come out of deep religious indoctrination, has left me with a unique understanding that societies own moral compos is broken…

…but I’ve always tended to recognize the negatives and the wrongs, which “normal and moral” culture imposes upon those who deviate from “the laid out plan”.

I reject various accepted “cultural morals”…and “cultural ethics”…because they reject the natural and good diversity of the human being…and in such, they are immoral and unethical in the ends they met out.

One such “moral” or “ethic”…is that of absolute rejection on illicit drug use.

It’s a complicated issue, yes…

…But as someone who has found no release in traditional, legal methods…I have found this topic to be intriguing and alluring…

If one spends a life suffering…who is anyone, to tell that person they may not explore this option?…

When things are so bad…that use of these substances might credibly improve a person’s quality of life…how do you deny them that?

…This is their existence to experience and get through…first and foremost…

…Their existence does not belong to the state.

What Happens When Prosecutors Break the Law?…


Date: June 19, 2018

01) What Happens When Prosecutors Break the Law?

“A major scandal unfolding on Long Island over the last 13 months shows how the justice system all too often falls silent when the culprit is a prosecutor, and the victim is an ordinary citizen accused of a crime.

Over the last year, as the district attorney’s office reviewed all of Mr. Kurtzrock’s case files, prosecutors informed the court that four more murder convictions had been tainted by Mr. Kurtzrock’s illegal suppression of evidence. All four have now been overturned by the courts.

Most recently, in February, a man named Shaun Laurence was exonerated of murder and freed from a sentence of 75 years to life after the district attorney’s office discovered that Mr. Kurtzrock had concealed 45 different items of exculpatory evidence at trial — with the presiding judge declaring that the prosecutor’s misconduct was “absolutely stunning.”

So what’s happened to Mr. Kurtzrock?

Nothing.

Thirteen months after his public firing, and five murder cases overturned because of his illegal actions, Mr. Kurtzrock hasn’t been charged with a single crime. Not fraud, not tampering with government records, not contempt of court.

And he hasn’t even been suspended from practicing law, much less disbarred. He’s now working as a defense lawyer in private practice.”

More young Americans now identify as bisexual…


Date: June 18, 2018

01) More young Americans now identify as bisexual

“One-quarter (25%) of people identified as something other than completely heterosexual, compared to 20% of people in 2015.

Fewer Americans today identify as completely heterosexual, according to new data from YouGov Omnibus. People were asked to place themselves on the Kinsey scale, where 0 is completely heterosexual and 6 is completely homosexual. The scale was invented by Alfred Kinsey in 1948 as a tool to study human sexuality. The original study used several methods to determine where someone would fall on the spectrum, but YouGov simply asked people to place themselves on the scale.

The same series of questions was asked of YouGov panelists in August 2015 and June 2018, and the results show that in 2018, more people say they’re not completely heterosexual. One-quarter (25%) of people identified as something other than completely heterosexual, compared to 20% of people in 2015.”

When people feel safe in being honest about their sexuality…we find that a lot more people admit to things, that they’d otherwise keep secret.

When it’s no longer such a scary prospect…people will think nothing of making these admissions…

…Once the stigma is gone…why should they fear others knowing?

“Teen Culture” is the New Imperialism, and it is Destroying the World…


Date: June 18, 2018

01) “Teen Culture” is the New Imperialism, and it is Destroying the World

“You know how missionaries used to run around the globe forcing everyone to be a Christian? And in the process, they destroyed native cultures and traditions?

Well, the same thing is happening today with Western “teen culture.” It is being exported around the world with disastrous effects.

Manufacturing Adolescence

Preindustrial societies mostly exhibit a continuum from childhood to adulthood. There is generally no random cut off age where suddenly teens are given rights and expected to become adults. Children seamlessly and gradually integrate into adulthood, with puberty rites being the only major benchmark.

These societies were “free-range parenting” before it was cool. Even toddlers have a large degree of autonomy. The child is allowed to explore, and the mother provides the nurturing, feeding, and love at the child’s initiation. Young children participate in the work of their parents and elders and interact and learn from people of all ages.

Children are raised from infancy alongside adults, instead of being segregated into peer groups of the same age. They slowly learn from adults and take on more responsibilities by emulating what they see.

What do kids see in the USA? A bunch of other kids with whom they have been grouped by government and industry working in tandem. Instead of emulating adults, they act like their peers. They want to dress the same, impress others with their technology, and keep up with the same tv shows.

This creates an artificial sub-culture based on age. And it creates a new market.”

Thought provoking…

I can get behind the un-schooling attitude of this piece…though given the deep level of religion in homeschooling…it always makes me suspicious when people tell you to homeschool…

I understand…there’s probably some good, non-religious homeschool curriculum out there, but…still…religion is rampant in this area.

My only other issue…is that of “the family breakdown”…

…The “nuclear family” model?…Sure…

…But maybe this means we need to start socially recognizing the family we choose, as opposed to the family nature, government or the church chooses for us?

I think it’s time for a cultural revolution, on what the term “family” means.

The Pedophilia of Everyday Life…


Date: June 18, 2018

“The following article originally appeared in a couple of magazines: Art Issue in 1996 and The Guide, subsequently. There is no trace now of the guidemag.com website, however, nor can I locate Mohr’s article anywhere else either. I did capture the text at the time it was discussed though. Daniel Tsang interviewed the author on KUCI radio about the Rind contoversy here: youtube.com/watch?v=q9_ufIaTEhI

Richard Mohr puts forward some interesting ideas … not least helping to explain perhaps why paedophiles are so vilified, and why society seems to need paedophilic images as much as the paedophile, to allow it to view sexy children innocently.

Incidentally, the piece is about 3000 words long. – feinmann0”

Personal Note: The audio interview has been shared on this blog in two parts, here and here…a phenomenal interview. – Steve

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The Pedophilia of Everyday Life

By Richard D. Mohr … Professor of Philosophy at the University of Illinois-Urbana and author of “Knights, Young Men, Boys” from Gay Ideas: Outing and Other Controversies (Beacon Press, 1992).

Nearly every week, the Partnership for a Drug-Free America places a full-page display ad in the business section of the New York Times. The often gorgeous designs of the ads are as subtle as their overt messages are blunt: Drugs Scramble Your Brain. Fire Employees Suspected of Drug Use – It’s For Their Own Good. Drug Use Cuts Corporate Profits. That sort of thing. In their iconography, however, the ads roam over a much wider social field and frequently convey insidious messages – ones no less powerful for their indirection.

An easy case: a disproportionately high percentage of these ads picture a professional woman as the drug user in need of social disciplining. Frequently these women are the only women to be seen anywhere in the Times’ business section. The ads freight these pages with the message that women do not belong in business – they belong somewhere else. The ad campaign uses America’s demonization of drugs as both an energy source and vehicle for advancing an agenda of “traditional family values.”

It should not then come as much of a surprise that the ad campaign also includes iconography which links, indeed virtually identifies, demon drug-use with being gay. Several times over the last three years, Drug-Free America has run an ad which features a nearly life-size portrait of a sylph-like boy. You have to look twice to tell that it is a boy, for he is coded all over with signs of femininity. His lips are slightly glossed, slightly pursed. His posture coy. His head tilts forward over a unisex sweater causing luscious and illuminated blond tresses to cascade over one eye. The other looks seductively at the camera – square at you. The arc formed by his neck and hair continues on to a plastic tube which he holds towards cocaine lined on a mirror, which in turn reflects his image. Indulgent and languorous, Narcissus invites you to drown with – in – him.

The caption’s huge sans serif headline reads: “It used to be, at 13, little boys became interested in little girls.” What is the unstated antistrophe? One obvious possibility is “But now little boys are becoming interested in drugs.” The copy, dripping with nostalgia and, like the caption, cast in the Norman Rockwell tense – the imperfect – continues: “Boys and girls used to use straws to sip sodas at the drug store.” Our world is out of kilter, things are somewhat queer. At a minimum, drug-use is billed as arresting heterosexual development. It deflects youth from the culturally proper object of erotic choice (coke replaces ‘woman’). And it disrupts the social rituals by which culture prods youth along nature’s path (snorting replaces courting). But this verbal flag of deviance is not entirely queer, for it fails to establish for the youth a positively- limned perverted identity. The ad’s iconography takes up this chore. It layers over the boy both of the tropes by which our civilization marks out perverted male sexuality: sexual inversion (being a woman trapped in a man’s body) and bad object choice (desiring a man rather than a woman).

The codes of femininity which engulf the boy iconographically suggest that a feminine essence is seeping through the shell, the pores, of his marginally male body. The boy – really, deep down – is a girl. The caption’s cadences invite us to another possible antistrophic horror: “It used to be that little boys became interested in little girls, but now – with drugs – little boys become little girls.” The ad would have us believe that more than corrupting the body, drugs corrupt, pervert, the soul.

A man’s boy

But what of the lad’s enticing glance? This provides him with a bad object choice – you, the viewer. It is practically an axiom of contemporary art theory that the gaze of the viewer is presumptively a male gaze. But even without theory, we know that overwhelmingly the readership of the Times’ business pages is going to be male. The boy’s come-hither glance is for a man. He invites the man to become absorbed in his gaze. As a consequence, the boy’s association with drugs makes him doubly homosexual – as having both inverted gender and improper object choice. The ad uses homosexuality and drugs to mutually demonize each other. But the ad achieves this identification only at a high and surprising price: The ad is so thickly laden with codes and subterfuges that, top-heavy, it inadvertently trips over its intentions and unwittingly reveals new ranges of meaning. Through the very glamour and lure which the ad uses to homosexualize its subject, it turns its viewer into a pedophile. The sumptuous layout gives the boy a sensuous, enticing star quality. Paradoxically the very medium of its anti-gay message makes the boy sexy to men.

Perhaps we have here an example of what Foucault hints at when in the History of Sexuality he repeatedly but vaguely refers to “perverse implantations”, those means by which culture instills or invokes sexual desires, rather than represses or punishes them. The ad gives its viewer ideas, ones that he might very well not have had otherwise. If not exactly nudging him toward action, the ideas at least open the mind to new possibilities for actions; and they do so, even though they are put forth in a context of condemnation and suppression. Thus for Foucault, psychiatrists create perversions even as they are ostensibly trying to suppress them; insane asylums make their inhabitants crazy; and prisons produce, rather than rehabilitate, the criminal type. Similarly, the ad, even as it demonizes sexual perversion, implants in the mind of the beholder the idea of the most condemned perversion of all.

Pedophilic images are surprisingly common in society – surprising given that society careers from hysteria to hysteria over the possible sexiness of children. Society seems to need these images. And the images are allowed to the extent that they are buffered, not read in the first instance as sexual representations, and do not develop beyond mere suggestive idea into a pedophilic discourse, a context of meaning for the pedophile. Indeed the social requirement that the pedophile’s existence be shadowy helps realize the social requirement that sexy images of children will not be read as such. Society needs the pedophile: his existence allows everyone else to view sexy children innocently. But his conceptualization by society must not be allowed to be rich enough to be interesting, to constitute a life. Sexy images of children abound, but NAMBLA remains a universal whipping boy.
Society’s panicked worry then is not chiefly about the sexiness of kiddy pics – either as something inherently dirty or as having aesthetic, erotic, and moral effects on people in general. Rather, social conventions simultaneously insist upon and convulse over the existence of a certain type of mind, one which – quite independently of what it sees and does – can be branded as perverted. This becomes even clearer if one sorts through the tangle of statutes, regulations, administrative interpretations, and judicial decisions that makes up current kiddy porn law.

All in the mind’s eye

What makes a picture of a kid into kiddy porn? For starters, the child’s being naked, even partially naked, is not a necessary condition for kiddy porn. Under the current administration, the child pictured may be completely clothed and the picture may still be considered indictable kiddy porn. Further, the child need not be performing any act that would be socially counted as sexual in order for the picture to still be legally treated as kiddy porn. Nor need the child even be posed provocatively, lewdly, or seductively. But then what’s left? What distinguishes kiddy porn from Christmas snapshots? The mind of the beholder. The image is kiddy porn if it is possessed by someone who, quite independently of the image’s content, can be considered perverted. And whether or not parents find themselves indicted for bear-rug and bathtub shots of their kids turns on what prosecutors (and juries) think was in the parent’s mind in taking the photos – rather than on anything distinctive about the pictures themselves. It is the mind, not the image, that is dispositive.

Insulate that mind from the rest of the culture, label it perverted, and sexy children are alright. We see them – virginal and alluring – in mainstream clothing ads. Havana Joe Boots invites the straight male yuppie readers of Details to “Save Your Sole,” even as you lose it (your soul, that is) in the bare butt of a naked, ambiguously sexed child, tush thrust camera-ward.

On the back page of the New York Times Magazine’s special issue on children (October 9, 1995) and on billboards up and down the Metro-North commuter lines, Tommy Hilfiger ads display a naked-tummied, adultly-dressed boy of about six dangling insouciantly from a branch. His tongue slurps the air. His boxer shorts scooch up above his belt loops just as underwear does in adult jeans ads which everyone acknowledges as sexy in the main because of this joint peek-a-boo revelation of torso and boxers. A cliché of cultural studies holds that wearing briefs says “I have a penis”, while wearing boxers says “I am the penis.” Nevertheless, stamp the ad, with its child phallus, “not kiddy porn,” for it incidentally serves as a promotion for the Times’ favorite child-oriented charity, the Fresh Air Fund.

Using social concern as a pedophilic medium is also the lucky gambit of photographer Larry Clark’s movie, Kids. The hugely successful media blitz attending the movie’s release carefully avoided any reference to, let alone an examination of, Clark’s history of obviously pedophilic photographs – Teenage Lust (1983, 1987), 1992 , and Die perfecte Kindheit (1993). The publisher of the last collection of photos, fearing customs seizures, has not released the book in the United States. The collections include photos of Clark himself cavorting naked with naked boys in fountains. Indeed Clark himself – an ex-con – was no where in evidence during the media blitzes. Instead the morning TV shows offered a parade of latter-day Officer Krupkes – Krupkes with PhD’s – to discuss what the hell’s the matter with kids today, to bemoan their “social diseases,” and to praise the pseudo-documentary’s realism and grit in facing or at least showing these problems. Drug taking, cat kicking, petty thievery, unsafe sex, public urination, assault – you name it – Clark has carefully larded his film with kids’ naughty doings in order to distract the critics’ view from the cinemagraphic point of the movie which is to linger on naked boys – naked boys spritzing each other, naked boys relaxing in hustler poses, naked boys shooting the macho breeze, naked boys showing off their cocks. Moralizing becomes, like the Fresh Air Fund, both a vehicle and buffer for prurient interest.

The film’s pseudo-documentary style compliments the effects of its moralizing content. The documentary style makes the pretense of simply “presenting the facts” – a would-be charitable and disinterested act. But this posturing simply serves to insulate both director and viewer from taking responsibility for the movie’s voyeurism, its visual lusting for kids.

The movie’s final scene – the sleepy aftermath to a teenage orgy of sex and drugs – is a take -off on Michelangelo’s 1492 sculpture “Battle of the Lapiths and Centaurs” with its swarm of naked male flesh deployed for a good moral cause – saving women, who, however, are conveniently absent from the sculpture. With Clark, the swarm of naked male flesh hugged and caressed by the roving camera is kiddy flesh, all deployed for a good cause. The gorgeous support-actor awakens shocked to the glistening carnage and, as the movie’s last line, queries for the Krupkes, “Jesus Christ. What happened?” This ending is laughable, but the critics ate it up like talk-show fodder.

A live virus vaccine

Everyday pedophilic iconography can even be used as a force for innocence. Such is Michael Jackson’s 1995 videographic appropriation of Maxfield Parrish’s 1922 pedophilic painting “Day break” as part of Jackson’s return and rehabilitation from charges of child molestation. Despite its central image of a pubis-exposed ten-year old in the pose of a succuba, the Parrish painting has stood as a cultural icon on a par with Duerer’s “Praying Hands.” Today, in the afterglow of Norman Rockwell, it seems hard to imagine, but by the end of the 1920s, one in every four American house holds had purchased a print of the Parrish painting with its fulsome depiction of a wholly naked sylph, hands to knees, leaning over a supine wakening woman clad in flowing robes, framed by Grecian columns, all set against flowering trees, a peaceful lake, and purple misty mountains.

Jackson remakes this image to accompany the first love-song released as a single, “You Are Not Alone,” from his double-album HIStory: Book I. A convincing love-song from Michael is going to be a tough sell given the cultural backdrop of the molestation charges. In August 1993, a twelve-year old boy accused Jackson in a civil lawsuit of sexually molesting him over a four-month period the previous year. Jackson denied the accusations, but settled out-of-court for an undisclosed sum that some estimates said amounted to millions of dollars. What to do? Well, the thirty-seven year old black man re-casts himself in the role of Parrish’s ten-year old white all-but-genderless sylph. Iconographically he regains for himself his earlier status as child star and sends the recuperative messages: How can I be a child molester when I am a child myself? How can I even be sexual since I do not have a sex? I’m not a sexual threat: I’m white.

He reconfigures and neutralizes the picture’s succuba overtones by substituting for the reclining Arcadian, the woman whom he married after the molestation charges broke into the general press, Lisa Marie Presley. By contrast to Jackson, she looks in the video like a beached whale. Here artistic effect is sacrificed in order to heterosexualize the video’s hero. Jackson deploys Parrish’s pedophilic image to make himself over to appear as innocent as a child-bride, while also pressing the view that if there are any pedophiles around – and there may well be – they are in the audience, not in the frame.

Who needs an All Party Congress to restore one to grace when one can use images homeopathically. Jackson is cured by a dose of the very poison that ailed him. He has brilliantly recycled and teased America with a pedophilic image, which he has stunned and altered so that it can serve as a live-virus vaccine against the very charges of pedophilia laid against him. And it worked. He’s back.

By contrast, during the week that I drafted this article, a journalism professor at Toronto’s prestigious Ryerson Polytechnic University was suspended for having suggested in class that not all acts of intergenerational sex should be counted as child abuse. Looking is okay, thinking about these issues is not.

Why does the American national psyche need the pedophilia of everyday life? What drive does it stoke, even as the nation condemns any mention or thought of it? Following the lead of some other social critics like Kenneth Plummer and James Kincaid, Walter Kendrick argues in a brave piece for the New York Times Magazine’s all-kids issue that our contemporary understanding of childhood as a period of innocence and purity began only in the Victorian era, and that before then, going back to the Middle Ages, children were viewed simply as little adults.

Apparently having gone about as far as he felt he dared in the Times, Kendrick concludes by pointedly reducing the anxiety that these revelations no doubt stir in the average reader: “Today’s hysteria over child pornography springs mainly from adults’ fear of themselves, the guilty knowledge that you don’t have to be a pedophile to get an occasional frisson from looking at children.” But guilty self-knowledge does not hysterical witch- hunts make; one simply lies low. True: today’s hysteria springs mainly from adults’ fear of themselves, but this fear issues from their half- recognition that to admit explicitly, as pornography does, that children are sexy would mean that virtually everyone is a pedophile. In light of the current cultural view that sexual interest in children flows only from, is contingent solely on, the mind of the pedophile, for anyone to admit that he or she has any frisson at all from looking at children is necessarily to be branded as deviant. Were society to allow itself to articulate that it does have sexual interests in children – little adults are not sexy, but innocence and purity are – society would have met the enemy and seen that he is us.

The hysteria over kiddy porn, then, is not simply the result of America’s epicyclical prudishness about matters sexual. Rather it is the result of our general worries about purity, innocence, and identity – who we are. Childhood – the social concept – cannot do the moral work society has created it to do. In a century whose distinguishing marks are depression and Depression, genocide and the prospect of omnicide, life can look pretty damn nasty, brutish, and short. And so to serve both as ethical prop and security blanket, we have created a moral museum of innocence and purity – our Eden – and we have labeled it childhood. But then the paradox of everyday pedophilia is this: once we have made over childhood into purity and innocence, we naturally enough want to have it, but to have it would make it what we no longer want.”

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Excellent article…I’m cross posting this in Child Porn Memoirs.

Epileptic boy has first seizure in months less than 24 hours after ‘life-threatening’ confiscation of cannabis medication…


Date: June 18, 2018

01) Epileptic boy has first seizure in months less than 24 hours after ‘life-threatening’ confiscation of cannabis medication

“Last year 12 year-old Billy became the first person in the UK to receive an NHS prescription for medical cannabis, with the support of his GP. But last month the Home Office intervened to order his doctor to halt the prescription or risk losing his licence.

Billy mother, Charlotte, yesterday accused the government of “signing Billy’s death warrant” after returning from Canada with a six-month supply of the medicine only to have it confiscated upon arrival.”

Another item from the UK, and linked in some ways to the previous one I submitted. – feinmann0

Truly shameful!

Boy, eight, was taken from his family and put in foster care after social worker said his mother didn’t take him for ice cream or let him get his hair cut how he liked…


Date: June 18, 2018

01) Boy, eight, was taken from his family and put in foster care after social worker said his mother didn’t take him for ice cream or let him get his hair cut how he liked

“‘A social worker claimed a mother was failing to meet her son’s “emotional needs” because she had not taken him for an ice cream or got his haircut in the style he wanted it.

The case was brought to the High Court after a lower-ranking judge at a Family Court hearing ruled that the boy should be taken out of his mother’s care and made to live with foster parents.

The High Court judge, Mr Justice Mostyn, described the social worker’s claims as “utterly insubstantial”

The High Court overruled the family court and ordered that the boy can return home.”

One might be hard pushed to find a finer example of the madness that is political correctness, this time imposed on a mother of an 8 year-old boy by a UK social worker. – feinmann0

We all like to give “our little prince” something to make them happy…but taking them away, over a haircut style?…and ice cream?…

Utter insanity.