Brand's Blog

Fight Club

A friend of mine was complaining that her teenage daughter came home with bruises. The daughter's explanation was that her friends had been watching "Fight Club" over and over, and had decided to try it out. For those of you who happened to be wintering over in antarctica in 1999, Flight Club is a cult film about guys who form clubs where they beat each other up.  Well, theres alot more to the movie, but thats its core.

Whats the point? I tried to explain to the distraught mom that the guys beat each other up to feel alive, to feel real. Its the testosterone-fueled version of mediation, where one clears ones head of all conscious thought by repeating a mantra. Here, breaking an arm definitely focuses ones mind. Or breaking someone elses.  In any case, the mom didnt get it.

Beating each other up is perhaps not the optimal way to feel alive. But the goal, that feeling of pure living, is something that most of us desire.  We want to puncture that fog of drifting through life.

I was thinking about this conversation when I wandered into a meeting of my cohousing community, a meeting that was a bit contentious and tense on issues that clearly involved not only the present but the past.   The analogy of this meeting to the movie 'Fight Club', although not perfect, was interesting. Here were adults, in a mild way, and with words and not baseball bats, beating each other up.

I have to admit to myself that the community would be less interesting, and I would feel less a part of it, if everyone got along perfectly.  The conflicts focus my attention, stress people, make it easy to delve into the personalities of the members of the community, in a way that would be impossible in totally polite and kind world.

Now if the conflict was intense and all consuming, well, then, I would run away, as would most people. Its like adding spices: a dash of black pepper can enhance a dish, but too much, and you cannot eat it.

So perhaps we as individuals, as groups, as societies, as a planet, need the proper amount of conflict. Too much, and the system degenerates. Too little, too much agreement, and nothing happens.  The proper balance. Not that the planet is ever in any danger of too little conflict. But it is interesting to think about, as a point of human nature....

Deer Conspiracy

I was driving home tonight from dinner at friends, and noticed some deer on the side of the road. More accurately, I noticed the reflections of deer eyes, and I presume that there were deer associated with those eyes. Three or four deer.

Couple hundred feet farther, another deer.  And another.

Then five or six. in the next stand.

And then, in a bend in the road where my headlights illuminated the woods, a symphony of deer eyes looking back at me.

I saw dozens of deer, or deer eyes, on a four mile drive.

Those of us of a certain generation remember the old Hitchcock movie 'The Birds", where you see one bird, then two, then more, all quietly perching, but observing.

I think the deer are up to something.

Two days ago, when I opened my door, there were five deer on the driveway, just looking at me. Looking at me the way one of the wiseguys in a mob movie looks at someone, with just a casual interest, wondering how they are going to wack you.  Not that they particularly care.

It is now 11pm and I just got back from walking my dog.  As I walked next to the woods, sounds of deer moving thru the woods reverberated.

They did not want me to hear their plans.

The deer.  They are planning something.

Who knows what they are planning?  A military takeover?  A terrorist act?  Are they communists?  We just dont know, and we need to.

We need INTEL.  Satellite photos and communications intercepts just wont cut it.

We need HUMINT. HUMan INTelligence. Agents that infiltrate the herds.

Make that DEERINT.

If you can dress up in a deer suit and fool other deers, Homeland Security would like to talk to you....