Many people have assumed that our first contact with an alien race will be peaceful and mutually beneficial.
However the good people at Active Politic have put forward a proposal which could see any Alien first contact being marred by the anti-copyright antics of Big Content.
If aliens contacted us and sent us a communication which contained speech, language and music of their culture that information would be widely distributed, analysed and played practically non stop on Radio Four.
Humanity decided to send a record on a gold disk on the Voyager 1 space craft which contains all evidence of our culture; music, speech, whales etc.
While Carl Sagan managed to get a copyright licence for all that material, it was still only going to allow him to put the music on one gold disk.
Aliens who are not familiar with our copyright laws will work out how to play the music and distribute it throughout the galaxy.
Now, if they arrive on Earth in the next 20 years or so, having found Voyager and played the record, they could find themselves being greeted by the RIAA with one of its legendary copyright law-suits.
Of course it could happen the other way round. If SETI picks up the music of another planet and distributes it the first thing we will know of it is when a fleet of its equivalent copyright trolls appear in our galaxy with a desire to collect.
But imagine that the aliens have been monitoring our radio signals to discover all they can about us. After landing Big Content will have one of its famous meetings with Joe Biden and demand that the aliens are arrested. He will off course check to see if their campaign contributions have been received before sending out the FBI to arrest the aliens and steal the content of their hard-drives as proof.
The aliens would then be locked up in a US prison for a trillion years until a rescue mission teleports them out and earth is vapourised for being too silly to exist.
The US is not fond of aliens, ask any Mexican, so what makes us think that Biden and his Big Content chums will treat intergalactic visitors any differently?
Really humanity's only hope is to round up Big Content and their tame political sock puppets dump them in the old Shuttles and fire them at the heart of the sun before the alien mother ship turns up.
If Megaupload gets its cash back, we suspect Dotcom would be happy to provide a few dollars to help bring about this vision.
Truly a Pyrrhic victory.
Better to dump them into Uranus. Same result, as far as we are concerned, but causes far less damage to solar system.
The Spiritual is not only invisible to The Material/Materialist, it is actually beyond Materialism, the only duty of Materialism being to offer Joy at the lowest end, oka the beginning, of the show, Joy being The Flow of Love with Love being The Flow of Truth. Be that as it may, what happens when The Spiritual is "accessible" by some? For starters, how are they going to prove to another that "It" is really happening or has happened should such events merit attention? How are you going to prove to those born blind what colours are? A Simplicity which Eludes, especially to the Hallelujahs and the Blow 'Em Uppers. Why are people so Stupid? Because they were Dumb, Dumbness being Stupidity expressed with Stupidity being none other than Dumbness suppressed [and not the other way around, Dumbness being an aspect of Feminism {which is not Femininity}, with Stupidity being an aspect of Machoism, {which is not to be confused with Masculinity}].
Divinity/Truth/Reality exists but for Its own sake and not so much for Humanity's sake because Humanity is "infected"/"distracted"/"diverted"/sidelined by Relativity/Untruth, oka Past vs Future. When 2 energy systems engage, the lower level will always try to redress the balance. Don't believe it because you are a conspiracist or a numbed/vacuous zombie? Ask Count de la Vlad, the ancestor of "Royalty", colloquially known as Dear Drac. Yummy indeed, slurp. Why does anyone think that, say, Bankers or The Politikos, are always out for others' blood? Because they are at the lowest rank within The Material Dimension, traders/merchants/trading, oka bookie-sim/commissioning, being the lowest ranked in Chinese culture, the current Chinese status quo included. Or how to manage the top via the bottom, the fav of Pimps & Whores.
As such, Materialism is for trapping/identifying Materialists - those who are unable to express Love, oka Unconditionality, other than to posture and pretend that they do by offering their love which expects or demands. That of Attachment, just like parasites, the favourite pastime of The Bookie and His Tentacles, bookie-ism, commissioners, re-presenters, tax-insurance junkies and other bottom feeders who are always at the helm of The Affairs of Men, The Bookie being the ONLY One who profits from/through Disagreement. Including those Beggars-cum-Thieves known as The Politikos, those Chicken Littles who 'fink that they have not not made it but that the sky is their limit. Without one single exception, all of them imagining that [their] Fame, Fortune & Immortality awaits which is why they are so euphoric-ecstatic after winning "their" election. Ask yourself this, should you be tasked with the impossible in addition to aging quickly with destruction beckoning, would you be in euphoria or ecstasy? Not when it is an opportunity to Beg, Steal or Borrow, the current fav of The Politikos. And people "vote" for these Living-Dead soon to be Stone Dead? Yes, for the sake of [their] replication, of course. When wickedness is overt but yet not denied, that is the sign that The Ending is approaching because then, it was all for wastage, nothing of Nature being a waste other than humans and our so-called Humanity.
or your hortatory intercourse.
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way."
(Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities)
It was always thus: It is always thrust; There is seldom trust. The passions of the crusts. Your every monologue somehow relates to the vagina; but you don't see me getting a boner about it. I've not heard so much social Stream of Consciousness bellyaching since Anton Chekhov. I've got a question for you: I was wondering what you personally think works better for our devastatingly painful cramps, bloating.. fatigue.. bookie-ism.. pamprin or midol? You should know as how you carn't get no satis factions of mankind.