On having been from a broken lower middle class home and having read a ton of "elite" social theory/theory about elites and class warfare and about the very rich: what do you do with all that? Keep your sense of humor, for one thing!
Robert Anton Wilson and the trippy romance of mathematical ideas. He's but one of a number of eccentric intellectuals who sought to fire the popular imaginary with ideas emanating from mathematical thought, mostly starting in England in the 1870s. An olde-timey essay, with no goddamned AI used.
An open-firehose rant on what I see as a supremely lamentable cultural situation: the "Manosphere."
What do we do when one of our favorite artists, writers, thinkers...does something egregious? An essay NOT using AI.
A brief history of radical skepticism, from Lao-Tzu and Pyrrho to Montaigne to McLuhan and Robert Anton Wilson, whose "Model Agnosticism" can make you smarter, sexier, funnier, and less of a Cosmic Schmuck know-it-all. Maybe?
Another olde-timey essay with AI not used, in any way. Sex and neologisms: demisexuals, sapiosexuals, young people and their dreams of Dark Academia. Etc. Do new words open up more thinking in "reality"?
Another non-AI essay on Sex (sacred sperm), Food (the hidden influence of the military), and Death (taphophobia: the fear of being buried alive).
What does "Osiris is a black god!" actually mean? I do a lot of reading, get sidetracked, get back on track, come up with a few things. You tell me. (ZERO AI used!)
A review of Ian McEwan's 2025 novel: what we can know about history, why it matters, the values of AI, how we're in what might be called the Great Derangement due to relative inaction on global warming, the role of the Humanities, nostalgia, and falling in love with people from history.
Robert Anton Wilson's Model Agnosticism: epistemology as a life-practice which can make you smarter, happier and more of your own type of mystic-critter. Also: it's sorta exhilarating, even when you're wrong.
overweeninggeneralist.substack.com/p/model-agno...
R. Michael Johnson
Notes on feeling like an (increasingly?) weirdo reader