Recreating (and advancing) pk’s censored domains: Macroinformation.org & Knatz.com / Teaching / Scholarship /
@ K. 2005 11 28
People in the north, that is to say, cold climates, typically worshipped animal gods. Peoples of the south, warmer, less hunting and more agriculture, typically worshipped vegetable gods. Culture and technology, as Jared Diamond has shown, move rapidly east and west. The biggest land masses are wider than tall, climate changes less east-west and more north-south. Culture and technology move more slowly north or south. Therefore expect north-south differences to be more deeply ingrained, more sacred; east-west differences more like the Top Ten and less like church.
The animal gods were typically seen as male; the vegetable gods were more female: or at least coed.
Southern people grew their gods to eat them. Ceres (female), John Barleycorn (male) … Northern people hunted their gods, to eat them: or sometimes just to clear them from the territory.
By the time we get to Christianity, it’s all confused. Neither the cereal nor the bull had been condemned by the kleptocracy, judged a felon, executed as a criminal. People had eaten their cereal because they were hungry, not because they were officious bureaucrats who couldn’t stand independent genius.
Blah, blah. That’s starts this section off. There will be lots to add over time.
PS All confused? Everything has always been all confused. The past seems less confused because we know so much less about it. If we view time since the earth precipitated from the dust swirls as a day, then man emerged only in the last second before midnight. We seem to think that everything important happened only in the last couple of milliseconds. Physicists in contrast, starting with their Big Bang see everything important happening in the first nanoseconds, everything since slow as molasses. Regardless, realize that Adam and Eve had a huge history predating them. Among billions of years, the last few millennia hardly count. Oh, but we know the details so much better.
Shame on me! I credited Jared Diamond with the east-west perception; I should have started by crediting Bucky Fuller with the north-south theogony.
Miguel Mateo Miguelin
2006 07 17 The other day’s web surfing bumped me up against images of the running of the bulls in Pamplona. Suddenly I yearned to see images of Miguel Mateo Migeline, the Spanish matador who starred in a movie about bull fighting in the mid 1960s. I rushed to IMDb.com hoping that they’d have some images linked but without confidence that they’d have much on the movie whatsoever. I was thrilled to discover that the movie was indeed listed, not surprised that very little data was on the page, then was again thrilled that some user had commented on it. I read the review the more thrilled that the reviewer was making typical pk points: then my eyes grew wide as I realized that pk was being directly plagiarized! Only then did I notice that I’d written the review! Indeed, I’d gone through exactly that rigamarole years before: looked it up, expected little, supplied a comment … and then forgotten: utterly. That’s partly IMDb’s fault, or my Mac’s, or my browser’s; I’d found IMDb a pain to log into, a pain to add comments to. I didn’t think it was well programmed.
Anyway, here’s what I’d said:
Moment of Truth
To make a good movie about bull fighting one should first contract a great matador: and Miguel Mateo Miguelin could hardly be braver or more graceful. I saw the movie despite my modern distaste for that ahem sport: and was at least semi-converted. In ancient northern religions, with their male animal gods, the animal god presents himself to the people to be ritually slaughtered. The ritual must be beautiful. The ritual must be risky: potentially fatal for the killing-man-priest as well as for the animal-god. Migueline shows how it’s done when it’s done right.