BB: “The End of All Things”

T R U TH

This is the quietest but hugest disappointment of the season: Angela, the Great, came in as a roaring tiger and left as a lamb. What happened to our powerful Ice Queen?? Why didn’t she cut her weaker mate, Tyler, like a ravenous black widow spider?

I didn’t want Angela’s heart to melt. I wanted it to grow 273.15 degrees colder – on the Celsius scale! Absolute zero! I wanted a second Ice Age, in the BB house! She could have won the whole game! Yet, she threw it away.

Swayleigh – Gone. Faleigh – Gone. Tangela – Soon to be Gone. Go JC. Sam for AFP.

I do not like when players say, ‘I would love to lose to you.’ But do imagine that whoever says this (JC) wants to lose to only the mark (Tyler), and not to anyone else. If sufficiently incensed, JC may make sure Tyler loses to Kaycee, out of spite. People don’t like being humiliated – especially by secret Final 2s, made at the beginning of the game.

Throwing end-of-the-game comps is not unprecedented. Richard Hatch threw an endurance comp, on Day 38, forcing the winner of Immunity to pick whether they wanted to be in the Final Two with Rich, or Rudy. Rich bargained on the Immunity winner taking himself, and he was right. However, it’s not a lock that Tyler is as good as the first Survivor winner, Richard Hatch.

Regardless, the Veto Queen was back. This is Kaycee’s fifth POV win, alone. My ranking for who I hope to win is: 1) JC 2) Kaycee 3) Tyler.

‘No blood on your hands’ =/= best player. As I alluded to, in my dissection of what does a ‘bitter jury’ mean, the best player threads the needle, between being the nice guy, who didn’t upset anyone and being the bloodthirsty, mastermind/”super-fan,” who orchestrated every move and can take credit for every blindside, in the end.

The concept behind being the best player, as with most things in life, is balance. You can’t be the nice guy and win or expect to win when you’ve been carried, to the end – nor can you be completely aggressive and throw jury management (which is a part of good game-play) out the window. The best player plays as his or herself and interweaves all aspects of passive, aggressive and assertive (the Middle Path) game-play, just like in the 48 Laws of Power.

Oh, this is a totally different Final Three than what everyone envisioned. Two of my Final Five are there though: Kaycee and JC.

There was some talk, on Twitter, that Tyler, might be gay but it was totally unconfirmed (Swaggy C is also supposedly gay). Tyler may be bisexual, but even if he is, Tyler doesn’t like JC, that way.

I just don’t understand how or why JC is so in love with Tyler. I thought JC was more street-smart than that. But you can’t control who you love, right? Irrational emotions get in the way of game-play, again.

I mean, I get it: you have to shore up your position. But JC taking credit for everything – while not knowing that 1) Tyler is in Level 6 2) Tyler had a Final 2 with Kaycee and that 3) Angela and Tyler are in a showmance – is becoming insufferable, at this point. JC also didn’t win the second competition that he needed to win, to completely secure his ultimate victory – as I noted last week. Ugh.

I loved BB20 but yes, I am very excited Survivor DvG is starting next week! I say shorter BB seasons, with a larger cast and more double evictions – even earlier double evictions. Even Rob likes 70 days vs. 90 days. Three months is too drawn out. The only upside is segueing right into Survivor.

By the time it hits Labor Day, BB should be wrapping up or already over. Do a big Unofficial-End-of-Summer Finale. There should be no September Big Brother. We shouldn’t be waiting until the actual end of summer. Start Survivor earlier. New Fiscal Year, new blockbuster reality TV show. When the US Open starts, we should be in BB’s Final Three.

#Tangela is boring. When @kaitcoaching left, half of me left the game. Tyler looked like a giant because he was surrounded by ants. Of course, you can run the game against people like Fessy, Bay, Rockstar, Hay, Sam and JC. C’mon!

Bay got a second chance, with her HOH, after Swaggy left but she threw that chance away. That’s the only reason we still have Tyler here, today. I’m over Tyler; he’s overrated.

The true tragedy of the season is that Sam thought Tyler was lying about his secret power app. If only she had shredded that false Final Two and exposed Tyler’s conniving self, sending him packing – the same way Tyler sacked Bay.

thank you JC

Also: Ready for Survivor

First One Out: Bi.

First One Out

Ultimate Sole Survivor: Christian.

Ultimate Sole Survivor

Preliminary Survivor Rankings:

Survivor DvG preliminary rankings

I can also see Alison as the winner. Being a doctor is a huge plus. The nerd king trend is kind of played out, but I am still hanging on to the Cochran.

Lyrsa definitely give me huge First Boot vibes, but every time I see Bi, and her being promoted so hard, I get cold feet. If the tribe is sitting under the shelter, hiding from the rain, Bi’s going to have a ton of pent-up energy/rage – that she could take out on her fellow castaways.

One pair who could be flipped: Dan could be a hidden jerk and Nick might be a cool Big Tom (from Survivor: Africa).

I would put Davie, the “blerd,” higher, but Nicole’s insight into the whole weird ‘sliding into the DMs’ thing, led me to put more people above him.

A Donation of Sense

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An instance of denotation, manifestation and signification failing to support sense, is Alice losing her name.[1a] Alice loses the name that denotes and signifies her. Hence, sense is separated from the three dimensions of proposition. There is a regressive denoting of further senses.[2a]  From Latin, and later, French – doner, donnes – comes the English word, “donate.” We are donated the “givens” in a problem. [3a] The problem preexists the answer. Alea, a game of chance,[4a] runs on lack and excess. There are no Ideal Forms, only forms, casts, events – points, sets, series, pips on a die. You have sets and series, with lack and excess moving between two sets.

In an identity, x = x. Sets hold various identities, including limits and singularities, placeholders, like zero. A singularity is a point or a non-point, like the eye of a storm or the center of a whorl of hair. In physics, black holes are singularities, rips in space-time. You could say singularities are points of pure becoming. A singularity is another point in a set; a point has zero dimensions.[1] Humpty Dumpty, an egg, has no organs; he is made of singularities instead. He lacks identity.

In losing her name, Alice gives off her incorporeal double. Doubles involve two entities going in two directions and good sense. There are the doubles, Tweedle-dee and Tweedledum, the Hare and the Hatter, but also the liminal in between. We have the Stoics’ Chrysippus effect and the law of the excluded middle, the infinite set, the limit and the convergence toward a limit. In the present, is the event, a point connecting to the infinite line of Aion, the ideal game, a line on a flat surface, the width, a frontier. The zero, the empty space, a floating signifier, is the ‘something,’ the aliquid, between the two sets. This given, in the problem preexisting answers, is the doner, the donation, between the two sets. Sense is that donation, the given – ‘that’s a given.’

Sense is the empty square between the two sets, the two series. Lack and excess define the two series, and the singularity is the event that provides coordination between the two sets. There are two sets, the signified and the signifying.

In the opposition between the surface and depths, the surface, the membrane between bodies and words, things and propositions, begins to break down and have holes. The body is a cavity with a broken surface; it is porous, with little holes. If there were no separation between propositions and things, words would enter bodies. Of course, this is not the case. In the world of depth, bodies are penetrated by other bodies, mixtures – this is a wound. On the other side, in a separate set, is sense, the event, an incorporeal effect, a surface effect. The surface effect, the pure ideal game is set apart; words are set aside from bodies.[2]

There is also the organism without organs, a body without organs, an egg, like Humpty Dumpty, or an embryo with undifferentiated organs, or a zygote with poles of cells, thresholds of potential. On the zygote are the animal and vegetative poles, active and passive poles of cells. The egg and Humpty Dumpty are points, singularities. They take in both sets of aspects – that of bodies but also skins, peelings, surface effects, events, sense – a body but a body without smaller, internal bodies, encased in membranes: a body without organs.

In the egg, this body without organs, there is no surface, no frontier, no difference or differentiation. The fish become a part of the sea, thus alluding to Humpty Dumpty’s poem including fish.[3] Are the fish apart of the sea or are they separate bodies? In this body without organs, between surface and depth, words enter bodies. Fire, water and air, classical elements, combine. Body and words become one – a strange amalgamation, like the portmanteau word.

Hecate is the goddess of the crossroads, the liminal and facing three ways. Circe, is an expression of Hecate, who is also the goddess of the moon. Circe turned the lotus eaters into pigs, a moment of pure becoming. There are lost pigs and other animals on Peter Pan’s island. Hecate and the nocturnal, connect to seemingly nonsense words: “lost pigs of the moon.”[4] Water and fire, classical elements, combine again. The combination of opposites points to the duality of the body: the fragmented body with separate organs and the body without organs. Peter Pan releases his shadow; both Peter Pan and Alice release their incorporeal doubles.

There is a difference between the nonsense of the surface and the two series, and the nonsense below sense and the surface, the nonsense of the depths, when the two series collapse into one. Sense slides along the surface width, between the two sets of signified and signifying. Meanwhile, there is no surface or difference between continuous bodies surrounded by their surface membranes, only depth. The lotus eaters are the nexus, the connection, between pigs and eating. Eating entails a digestive track from end to end, a tube, a hole, a tunnel, a surface of epithelium, running through the body, continuous with its surface; skin on the outside and the meeting of internal and external, inside and outside – one giant surface, running through a depth.[5]

Sense is the bi-directional line, like Aion, the divider between language and the body, protecting the body from language – when words pierce bodies, a wounding. Sense is the barrier, the mirror, keeping words, the incorporeal, proper names – and the body, bodies, the depths, separate. Sense is a singularity, an empty square, a supernumerary zero, moving between the two series of propositions and things, eating and speaking. There are two series, the body versus language and words.

Telescoping, Aion and Alice are unfolding, along an infinite line. Common sense, identity, is being eroded. The body goes back to being an egg, an undifferentiated body without organs. Doubles and doppelgangers appear in tandem – Hatter, Hare; Tweedle-dee, Tweedledum. The nonsense of depth is pitted against the nonsense of the surface.[6] The nonsense of depth, is corporeal; there is no surface or frontier – words pierce bodies and wound them. The surface collapses, pierced with many holes; it is porous.

The nonsense of the surface is the logic of sense, language, the incorporeal, the surface, the dividing line between the two series of language and bodies. The surface is like the surface of a body of water – it is easily pierced. Bodies pierce mixtures, producing surface effects, ripples. Sense is produced on the surface; when the surface collapses, sense collapses.

Sense is produced at the intersection of identity and direction. Sense doesn’t say its own sense – like nonsense – it further denotes in a serialization: n1, n2, n3; infinite regression, eternal return. Sense is the surface between words and bodies. A surface and the liminal space before it, are indivisible; they are two sides to one whole, like two-faced Janus: a double causality. There are two forms: the general and the individual, two perspectives,[7] surface versus depth. There are two series of singularities, with empty square and esoteric words, circulating between objects and words, bodies and language, signified and signifying.

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[1a] The Logic of Sense, 18.

[2a] Ibid 31.

[3a] Ibid 55.

[4a] Ibid 58.

[1] Ibid. 80.

[2] Ibid 87.

[3] Ibid 89.

[4] Ibid 90.

[5] Ibid 91

[6] Ibid 92.

[7] Ibid 99.