“One of the saddest lessons of history is this: If we’ve been bamboozled long enough, we tend to reject any evidence of the bamboozle. We’re no longer interested in finding out the truth. The bamboozle has captured us. It’s simply too painful to acknowledge, even to ourselves, that we’ve been taken. Once you give a charlatan power over you, you almost never get it back.” ― Carl Sagan, The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark, year 1995

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    That’s why you replied against Carl Sagan saying Apple Computers is better teachers than Sagan?

    Again, this is drivel. I’m not going to indulge you further.

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      Again, this is drivel. I’m not going to indulge you further.

      You only came here to promote drivel about your Apple iPhone praise against Carl Sagan. How you adore computer machine behaviors of dehumanization of Apple Computers against Carl Sagan and think it is LOL entertaining. How any serious discussion in year 2025 about ego problems of facing bamboozle (the Carl Sagan quote that this post is about) isn’t to be taken seriously because Carl Sagan was once insulted by Apple computers.

      You came to a Carl Sagan community to mock Carl Sagan, and then act like you are not the bully against nerds who don’t worship aesthetic values (Apple bamboozle of consumer, bamboozle of USA -at the Trump January 2025 Inauguration, and 2025 Apple funding Elon Musk on Twitter) over long-term deeper comprehension.

       

      “What Huxley teaches is that in the age of advanced technology, spiritual devastation is more likely to come from an enemy with a smiling face than from one whose countenance exudes suspicion and hate. In the Huxleyan prophecy, Big Brother does not watch us, by his choice. We watch him, by ours. There is no need for wardens or gates or Ministries of Truth. When a population becomes distracted by trivia, when cultural life is redefined as a perpetual round of entertainments, when serious public conversation becomes a form of baby-talk, when, in short, a people become an audience and their public business a vaudeville act, then a nation finds itself at risk; a culture-death is a clear possibility.” ― Neil Postman, Amusing Ourselves to Death: Public Discourse in the Age of Show Business, 1985

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        It’s cool how some people care so much about nothing. At this point, I rescind my pledge not to indulge you because it’s amusing that you’re so bought-in.

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          It’s cool how some people care so much about nothing.

          Which is why you came along to the community I created, to belittle humanism in favor of your technology worship.

          It’s cool how some people care so much about nothing.

          Nothing, people willing to be bamboozled for the idea of heaven after death and die for it… just “nothing” to be concerned about. Just memes on your Apple iPad to LOL at. Perhaps some of your Apple stock ownership profits off Elon Musk Twitter platform, sponsored by Apple in 2025.

          “I encounter forms of this attitude every day. The producers who work at the Ostankino channels might all be liberals in their private lives, holiday in Tuscany, and be completely European in their tastes. When I ask how they marry their professional and personal lives, they look at me as if I were a fool and answer: “Over the last twenty years we’ve lived through a communism we never believed in, democracy and defaults and mafia state and oligarchy, and we’ve realized they are illusions, that everything is PR.” “Everything is PR” has become the favorite phrase of the new Russia; my Moscow peers are filled with a sense that they are both cynical and enlightened. When I ask them about Soviet-era dissidents, like my parents, who fought against communism, they dismiss them as naïve dreamers and my own Western attachment to such vague notions as “human rights” and “freedom” as a blunder. “Can’t you see your own governments are just as bad as ours?” they ask me. I try to protest—but they just smile and pity me. To believe in something and stand by it in this world is derided, the ability to be a shape-shifter celebrated. Vladimir Nabokov once described a species of butterfly that at an early stage in its development had to learn how to change colors to hide from predators. The butterfly’s predators had long died off, but still it changed its colors from the sheer pleasure of transformation. Something similar has happened to the Russian elites: during the Soviet period they learned to dissimulate in order to survive; now there is no need to constantly change their colors, but they continue to do so out of a sort of dark joy, conformism raised to the level of aesthetic act. Surkov himself is the ultimate expression of this psychology. As I watch him give his speech to the students and journalists, he seems to change and transform like mercury, from cherubic smile to demonic stare, from a woolly liberal preaching “modernization” to a finger-wagging nationalist, spitting out willfully contradictory ideas: “managed democracy,” “conservative modernization.” Then he steps back, smiling, and says: “We need a new political party, and we should help it happen, no need to wait and make it form by itself.” And when you look closely at the party men in the political reality show Surkov directs, the spitting nationalists and beetroot-faced communists, you notice how they all seem to perform their roles with a little ironic twinkle.” ― Peter Pomerantsev, Nothing Is True and Everything Is Possible: The Surreal Heart of the New Russia