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  • About four years ago.

    Closed mental health ward in Europe, won’t elaborate on that any more than in this post. My focus was absolutely not on the place I was in or the people around me. Not that I didn’t notice everything that happened around me, but it was simply not as important as other things at the time.

    So I shared a room with at least two other people. One chill older guy who’s almost always quiet, and this aggressive gangster kid with face tattoos, who’s smoking in the room. So I tell him even if it was allowed to smoke in the room, to just stop. He’s not alone here, etc.
    The second time he did it, I called a nurse on him.
    People hated the kid’s guts. Disrespectful all around. And it doesn’t help that the reason he was there clearly was related to his violent outbursts.

    The M.O. to being in the closed ward is being either a danger to yourself, or others, or both.

    At some point he brought a ‘friend’ over as a visitor. They aren’t allowed to stay the night usually, but the nurses weren’t too pedantic about all kinds of rules (which I think generally made a difference to the better), how good could they be anyway for a closed ward of a public mental health hospital? Apparently from the day she arrived for at least one night, I went through those 48 hours+ without sleep periods. Because when I went back to my room to sleep at some point, I saw they had put the beds together to sleep and fuck on them more comfortably. Well, somebody shat next to my bed before, so this really wasn’t anything for that place. They woke when I entered, she moved over, he told me to piss off. I told him it’s my bed, that I’m going to sleep, and that he should be grateful that they had the extra space. Then I went to sleep.

    Maybe the next day, maybe a couple of days later, he saw me in common area alone, starts talking some shit and grabbing my throat. I look at him calmly and give him the same matter-of-fact short replies. And after a short while he begrudgingly lets go and pisses off. I definitely felt fear internally, but not too heavy and even that fear I didn’t care much about. He also seemed to have forgotten that I sleep next to him in the same room. So, yeah super tough.

    He also sincerely apologized a few days later without my doing anything.

    Eventually, he ended up getting dragged across the kitchen floor, with even the older ladies cheering the spectacle on “yeah, show that little devil!”




  • Fascism supersedes AI in all aspects here, imo.
    For example, fuck whatever AI is doing if your art is publicly funded, or you can live on UBI because humanity progressed towards truthful discoveries rather than the multi-billion dollar complex that keeps the rich & powerful where they are.

    If AI would be in the hands of the people at large, this technology would in many ways not be causing so much trouble.
    But as we are entering into increasingly more fascist territory in the west, that means little hope for effective controls. If anything the interest to use it to aid oppressing those that fascism intends to oppress fits more in line.

    It means legal, financial and other freedoms are limited as people are to be sucked dry and controlled and not get any dangerous ideas. So not a whole lot of freedom around creating arts and/or creating thoughtful stuff. Wanna hang out with that interesting non-obeying person, hm Social Score? How’s the art scene and all those great writers in North Korea? Wanna philosophize about the creation of Israel, genocide and moral duty, publicly in Germany?

    So that great craftsmanship you speak of, might require resources and ideas that will not be permitted in that combination in the future.