Dead Cat

[The following is an attempt to make a piece entirely out of buzzwords, buzzphrases, clichés and jargon.]

So unless you’ve been living under a rock and a hard place, you know that Dead Cat is the name on everyone’s lips. In the grand scheme of things, from the perspective of neoliberal peak wokery, Dead Cat is living the dream, living his best life in the crypto winter.  He is smashing it. He is the clinically-proven prebiotic WWF and FSC approved founder and CEO of UK PLC. Nature is healing. Zoom out, Dead Cat’s exuberance is moving into a realm an order of magnitude more cutting edge than revolutionising organic cosplay going forward. Zoom in, if Schrödinger’s tree falls alone in the forest slowly, then quickly, Dead Cat’s holistic synergies cut to the chase back to basics.

 

Let that sink in.

 

Dead Cat’s innovative proprietary muscle memory allocates something north of a bull bear market. It’s a mood, it’s a vibe, there is a kind of upcycling thing going on here. It is hashtag in the weeds, it is a downside upside hedge. To rehypothecate, to glamp, despite the due diligence of nerdy gatekeepers, would see Dead Cat over-leveraging his messaging bingo. Is it a truth universally acknowledged that the ongoing systemic buzzwords will fanboy false flags ? Not so much. Long story short, it is unsustainable. Sourcing the market cap of third rail globalists might gaslight hermetically sealed market participants, but here’s the thing, it is what it is.  Deep states working from home smarter not harder will qualitatively ease the asset classes of all and any stakeholders. Big picture, these are not the droids they are looking for, nor the snowflakes. There is an interesting conversation to be had here over time about pattern recognition and its discontents. White hats will red team the Overton window of opportunity with red pills, Laffer Curves and Ockham’s OODA Loops in a zero sum game of the Prisoner’s Dilemma. Needless to say, bildungsroman à clef à outrance is for the birds. Meta ! Churchillian Thatcherites are kryptonite to sound-bite-sized fiscal hawk remainiacs. To coin a phrase, agile blue-sky thinking outside the box. Trolling the median revealed preference of known unknowns in real time, a maverick red flag gone rogue. No biggie, but that would be telling. Face with dark glasses emoji.

To the Bulk of Tory MPs Regarding Boris Johnson

 

Boris Johnson giving his Statement on the Sue Gray report in the HoC, 25.5.22

On Wednesday 25th May 2022, the Sue Gray report was finally published. Boris Johnson's defence in the House of Commons that afternoon amounted to -

When I said repeatedly to the House at the despatch box that there were no parties and no covid rules were broken, I did not mislead the House because the parties it has now been proved beyond dispute I attended were not parties during the time I attended them, but only became parties - each and every one - after I had left.

This is preposterous, at once labyrinthine and flimsy. That Johnson has misled the House repeatedly is a fact for anyone who wants to see it. This is attested to by the brave Tory MPs who have publicly called for the Prime Minister to resign and/or submitted letters of no confidence to Sir Graham Brady. At the time of writing I think there are 23 of them, including Tobias Ellwood, David Davis, Sir Roger Gale, Nick Gibb, Steve Baker, John Baron, Sir Bob Neill - all highly experienced parliamentarians. These 23 are courageous souls who can see that lying to the House is an absolute red line, and that the House must enforce its rules to stop our democracy being debased. In our system - whether it is a good or a bad thing - it is not the job of the Met Police to remove the Prime Minister, it is not the job of a civil servant such as Sue Gray, it is the responsibility of Tory MPs and the bulk of them are avoiding their duty in this matter.

This bulk of Tory MPs are postponing their point of final judgement again and again. Before, it was after the Council elections, then after the Sue Gray report is published: now, it is after the upcoming by-elections in Wakefield and Tiverton and Honiton on 23rd of June, after the Committee of Privileges reports . . . There is probably a psychological term for what they are doing, but I don't know it: however, what they are doing is because they don't want to take the action that the fact requires, they are refusing to admit the fact i.e. that Johnson misled the House, and therefore has to resign, and if he won't resign he has to be voted out, and they have to do the voting. All other considerations, such as the claim that there is no obvious alternative, are irrelevant and are rationalisations for inaction.

In his review of Hallam's Constitutional History, Macaulay wrote the following about Henry VIII:

"A King, whose character may be best described by saying that he was despotism itself personified ..."

I often think of that quote in relation to Boris Johnson, except for 'despotism' I substitute 'effrontery'.

To illustrate that, here is Johnson's press conference in full from the 25th May, if you can stand it:

The First Reference to Jung

 

Carl Jung (1875-1961)

Readers of this blog will know that there are various references to the work and thought of Carl Jung in it. I am an admirer of his, but a critical one. The above photo shows the famous Swiss psychiatrist late in life, and I think it is a good one because a lot of photos of the elder Jung are rather staged, depicting him as either sage or genial old buffer. Here you see his geniality and his intelligence, but also the dominating quality that he had.

I always thought that the first reference to Jung I ever came across was in a book that belonged to my Mum. It was a Penguin book called 'The Tarot: The Origins, Meaning and Uses of the Cards' by Alfred Douglas, first published in that edition in 1973, originally published in 1972. My Mum was not interested in the Tarot, except in a glancing way if even that. I however was and am very interested in the Tarot, I read the book with avidity and I remember distinctly encountering the name of C. G. Jung in it, and noting it mentally for further investigation. How old I was when the happened I don't know. My guess is about 9, but that is a guess.

Given this firmly lodged origin myth of my acquaintance with Jung, imagine my surprise therefore when I sat down to watch 'The Eagle Has Landed' not so long ago and encountered the following scene, which leapt out at me:

That film came out in 1976, so I would have seen it possibly in 1977, when I was 7. As to whether this has priority as my first encounter with the name Jung, I simply do not know. 

But the exact sequence of discovery does not matter. The point is, your source doesn't have to be single or esoteric, ideas and influences come at you from all directions, whether from popular culture or the most recondite reading.