Why are they doing this?

2024 Author: Seth Attwood | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-16 15:55

Dear readers, I offer you an experimental story. Your reaction is interesting. I'm not sure if I will do this at least once, but I had to try.

- Hello, Vasily, how are you? - Andrey asked, going into the office of his old friend, with whom he had not seen for several years.

- Hi, Andrey … You haven't come in for a long time! - Vasily was delighted. - I live nothing like that, I draw another picture for one small magazine. Will you take a look?

Vasily took a notebook from the table and, showing Andrei, began flipping through the pages one after another, on which the likeness of playing cards was depicted in various ways, located as if in the process of fortune-telling. Only on the maps were not the usual figures sketched out, but various events from political life.

“Oh, are you back to charades again?” - Andrey was surprised. - you seemed to say that you gave up.

- Yes, I thought so too, until the next order came, - said Vasily, - look, I think this option will be better.

Vasily opened a page on which the cards were in two rows of four cards in each, two of them were at a slight angle to the vertical.

- Yes this good. Why did you put two cards unevenly? - Andrey got interested.

- We need to let in as many riddles as possible, so that it is more interesting to think what this could mean. In the terms of reference for the charade, it is said that every symbol and every stroke in the picture must have at least 11 different interpretations, none of which could be grasped for certain. Any guess about the content of the alleged "hidden message" must be unstable and doubtful. At the same time, I was forbidden to invest at least any real meaning in the charade, but at the same time it should seem that there is a meaning.

- Why do they do it? - Andrey was surprised. - for many years now people have been running around with these charades, making guesses, but everything is useless.

“You see, Andrei,” Vasily said with a sigh, “people need to feel their significance and importance, to realize that they also participate in the game of managing the world and, as it were, understand the language in which the world elite supposedly communicates. Thus, they want to join the powerful of this world, pretending to understand the figurative and allegorical language of their communication. These evaluators-commentators, who have no real power in politics, similarly want to assert themselves, shining before each other with their knowledge of mythology, philosophy, cultural history, biblical stories, through which, it seems to them, the intentions of the ruling elite for the coming year are encrypted. They think that if someone unravels the true meaning of these intentions, they may find themselves "on the wave" of changes, building their lives so as to benefit from themselves, for example, investing money somewhere or leaving the country, which this time will start "let down"…

Vasily always liked to answer questions from afar, which often irritated Andrey a little. “This is always the case,” thought Andrey, “I’ll ask a question, and he begins to tell the whole story from the beginning.”

- I understand, Vasily, - Andrey interrupted impatiently, - but I asked: WHY are they doing this?

- Well, again you interrupt, - Vasily protested indignantly, - the question you are asking is so complicated that I only have guesses on it, and it is impossible to understand these guesses without understanding the logic of the social behavior of those for whom all these charades are invented. Well, since you insist, I will answer right away what I think about the question.

Vasily talked for a long time … but Andrei, as usual, missed a significant part of the presentation, which, as it seemed to him, did not apply to the answer. He understood only that the real ruling elite are people who are even higher than the elite known to all. These are people about whom NOBODY and ANYTHING knows. If at least a name is known about a person, or he has at least once said something publicly somewhere, then he certainly does not belong to the circle of real managers, this is just a puppet created to distract attention and dirty work. Real managers work “in the shadows,” and therefore no one should interfere with them.

One of the mechanisms for diverting attention from oneself and protecting against possible obstacles is the attraction of the population, incapable of the hardest managerial work, in various activities. For example, a long working day for some, exhausting bureaucratic activities for others, contests, holidays, and spectacles for others, and also, for example, more intellectual games like elite charades for others. Everyone has to be busy with something, otherwise they can prevent real managers from doing their job. Not out of malice, of course, but because of their own choice. Whoever has chosen the degradation-parasitic path will receive one of the options for life, leading away from its true meaning. Whoever has chosen the right path must pass the test, which only begins with getting out of the logic of social behavior imposed by society … here, however, there is a trap from which only a few per million are chosen: there is a culture of the so-called “not like everyone else” - it was created specifically for those ordinary people who do not consider themselves ordinary people and think that their logic of life is something especially different from the philistine. They create different clubs of losers and try to somehow change the world, not understanding how and why it should be done. The units that get out of this hell … disappear somewhere. It is not difficult to understand where …

Thus, the answer to the question WHY, as Andrei understood him, sounded like this: then, in order to distract people incapable of managerial work from further knowledge of the world and from interference in real processes that he is strictly forbidden to manage … the best way to protect yourself from people is to take them by what they themselves want to get. While the child is playing with toys, the parent can do their job.

Andrei did not understand then that he greatly simplified Vasily's logic, and Vasily's logic itself was just a vague guess, which he made, performing more than the second hundred such charades and various viral pictures, collecting the entire plot of global management according to these terms of reference, which constantly came to him it is not clear from where.

- Listen, Vasily, - Andrey, tired of long conversations, decided to translate the topic, - I just wanted to ask you: that famous picture on the whole Internet with rams or sheep, where supposedly there is no fence - is this your job?

- Ahaha! - Vasily laughed nostalgically, - yes, it was one of my own works, not an order. Do you remember many years ago you gave me such a radio-controlled helicopter?

“Of course, how old were you then…” Andrey said, remembering, “two hundred and fifty! As if you had an anniversary!

- Yes, that's right, - confirmed Vasily, - and so, I have not seen such before, as you understand, in our childhood this has not happened yet. I hooked a phone with a camera to it and started flying, filming everything. When I watched the video, I noticed that these sheep from above seem rather funny, they seemed to be trying to get through the gate, and the fence was not visible (but it was there, I remember). It seemed to me that this can be successfully used for a small social experiment, for which I have an incredible craving since childhood.

And Vasily talked about how he asked one of his friends to post a photo on the network, with the comment "no fence, only one gate." And he was surprised at the success of the experiment. People, undoubtedly, grasped the similarity of most ordinary people with these unfortunate sheep and began to spread a viral frame over the network, as if distancing themselves from the "stupid" sheep and rams who follow the herd-flocking algorithm of behavior without thinking at all. At the same time, for some reason, they did not see that by doing this they just act exactly like these sheep - without thinking and without trying to go beyond the framework of primitive ideas, they threw this picture at each other, in a sheep's way, trying to stand out and rise at the expense of the fact that they are not sheep … just as sheep crowded through the gate, as if not seeing a detour, people in a crowd asserted themselves in front of each other, comparing other people to sheep, not seeing that there was still a fence there.

- It was brilliant! - Andrew admired, - to make sheep those who laugh at sheep.

- Yes, I'm glad you liked it … and now watch the people who will solve my charade, soon it will appear on the cover of one small magazine, The Economist, it seems.

- Small !? - Andrey was amazed, - yes it is one of the most influential magazines …

- Small, believe me … - simply, but somehow sadly and with a sigh, said Vasily.

And such melancholy flashed in the eyes of the interlocutor that Andrei immediately realized that there was no point in arguing further. He knew that in front of him was not an ordinary person who saw and knew a lot, and he had something to compare with.

- Okay, Andrei, played with the townsfolk and that's enough, have you counted the interweaving of the karmic knots of our key figures and those countries that I indicated?

- Now, Vasya, if the computer has counted, I will let you know, - said Andrey, retiring to another room.

- A computer … a computer … - Vasily said thoughtfully, - before everything was considered normal with hands, however, not for as long as we would like …

- I have counted, - said Andrey, returning, - you drew almost correctly, just write “Judgment” under Trump.

- Is it really such a calculation ?! But this means … - Vasily thought and tensed a little.

- Yes, Vasily, that is exactly what it means. - Andrey answered somewhat cautiously and with understanding. - The calculation showed that right now is the time.

Supplement from the author

Why did I call the story experimental? Because it was written "in one breath", when I started writing it, I still did not know what it would contain … that is, it is just a stream of thoughts (albeit not new, but already reflected in my blog), slightly edited after writing. An alternative ending was also spinning in my head, I think that it complements the meaning of the story, but it is more difficult to understand it:

- Vasily, I went into another room, and the author of this story is sitting there, in which we are now talking, - said Andrey.

- Truth? - somehow Vasily was surprised without interest, - does it mean that we do not exist again?

- It turns out that so, he invented everything again … - Andrey sighed.

- Why does he do it? - Vasily asked, and, without waiting for an answer, continued with a smile: - So much the better for our work. Tell him to write what I should call the map with Trump on the ball with his feet on the USA.

- Artyom, did you hear? - Andrey shouted.

- Yes, guys, I already wrote the ending. You can dissolve.

- Thank you. - answered the voices in my head and disappeared.