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I’m not suggesting there is anything afoul here, just unusual and coincidental.
Virtually every attorney gets mail from prison inmates, whether because they represent them or unsolicited. Last month, I got a letter from an inmate I was appointed to represent in a habeas corpus action. The letter didn’t make any sense as it referred to meeting in preparation for the habeas hearing and the file had been closed since 1999. I looked once again at the date of the letter. It was from 1997! The postmark, however, was December 2005.
Today, I received an unsolicited letter from a prison inmate in Iowa. After reading it, I noticed it was dated December 2002. While I imagine that could be a typo, this was a typewritten letter, not one from a computer printer. The postmark, however, was last week.
It doesn’t make sense that the inmates just found the letters and decided to mail them anyway. At the same time, it seems odd the letters got misplaced or lost in either the prison mailing system or the USPS for such a long period of time. As I say, not only are the events unusual, so is their proximity in time.
Maybe we ought to turn inflation over to the post office. They may not stop it, but they’ll damn well slow it down.
U.S Rep. Morris Udall, National Press Club, 1975
We all know or have encountered at least one of them. The people who always see the glass as half full or, even more irritating, more than half full. The people with a bright outlook on life and the future. The people who always see the up side of things.
I used to hate them. But now, thanks to Secrets of the SuperOptimist, I do no longer. That’s because while they may be optimists, I am a SuperOptimist. My transformation shows that although Secrets of the SuperOptimist is a self-help book, it is unlike virtually any other self-help book you will read. The only way to understand why is to take you inside.
Undoubtedly you want to know what a SuperOptimist is and how to become one as soon as possible. The answers are simple. A SuperOptimist is someone “who has learned the mental discipline to reframe any situation into a favorable outcome,” according to W.R. Morton and Nathaniel Whitten, the “receptors” of the book. You can become a SuperOptimist simply by following the 116 “wisdom transmissions” it contains. Morton and Whitten, who now give their address as a hotel in Reykjavik, Iceland, lived on opposite sides of the United States when the secrets of SuperOptimism were communicated to them from the Collective Sentience of Intergalactic Energy via a presence known as The SuperOptimist.
The secrets help create the mental attitude and discipline to properly view all aspects of life. They address not only philosophy but everyday elements of life. Some are sartorial, such as Secret #37, which suggests “Remove shoes whenever possible,” because the fact the words soul and sole sound identical “is not a coincidence”). Similarly, Secret #23 tells us to “Own and wear a sarong,” in part because simply wearing a sarong “is a step closer to being on vacation.”
Some rules are dietary. For example, Secret #29 (“Make it a lungo”) mandates the consumption of caffeine. The reason is simple: “Many artists, writers, and inventors come up with their best ideas in the morning. Why? Because that’s when the caffeine takes hold.” Now while this rule may seem apparent to anyone who stops to think about it, The SuperOptimist urges we use it to change our lives.
Other rules involve physical activity. Secret #68 (“Assume the position”) urges assuming certain physical poses to expand our elasticity. Finding the proper SuperOptimist poses is not hard – “simply move your body around freely until you feel a sharp pain somewhere. The pain signals you are in one of the correct poses.”
Putting these secrets into practice is relatively easy compared to those that actually require us to learn and adopt a new mental approach toward life. For example, to reframe things as a favorable outcome, a SuperOptimist must refer to pain as a “sensation” by telling himself “it’s just part of the marvelous sensation of being alive.” (Secret #67.) Yet some of these techniques come to many far easier than expected. This is seen in some of the precepts that convinced me that if I wasn’t already on the road to SuperOptimism it wasn’t much of a personal detour to get there. They are listed in the order in which they appear in the book. The secret numbers are not in sequential order because, although the secrets appear in the order in which they were transmitted, they were randomly numbered at the outset.
- Secret #92 – “Seek bad endings.” Although seemingly counterintuitive the transmission makes clear why this is beneficial. “All decisions lead you to increased self-knowledge, and tragic decisions can lead you there faster if you are willing to learn from them.” Besides, remember that for a SuperOptimist, pain is just a sensation.
- Secret #45 – “Set no goals. Then marvel as you exceed them.” This insight is stunning in its simplicity and beauty. As SuperOptimism seeks to create more favorable outcomes, this rule allows us all to achieve “major SuperOptimism.” Merely putting it into effect means that, virtually overnight, “anything you do will seem like an accomplishment.” The book also suggests various exercises to help us achieve SuperOptimism and Exercise 11 seems particularly helpful here. It urges taking smaller and smaller steps toward accomplishing anything because each step can be a success. In fact, “taking no step at all may be the place you need to start.”
- Secret #31 – “Caring may be hazardous to your health.” This secret really addresses both our physical and mental condition. After all, too much interest in and caring about things can produce tension and stress. By simply saying “I don’t care,” you can turn things around and produce a more favorable feeling for yourself.
- Secret #63 – “There is no ‘Plan B’.” This is another rule the Collective Sentience undoubtedly has right. Having a Plan B is just “planning for failure” and “planning for failure, setbacks, or humbling defeat only activates fear.” Thus, we can make any situation feel more favorable by simply plowing ahead without regard for the consequences. This also seems to tie in handily to Rule #92 (“Seek bad endings”).
Although many of the revealed secrets seem to share common traits, not all are consistent with the others or the overall approach of the book. Morton and Whitten deal with this problem as any SuperOptimist would – the contradictions are something a true SuperOptimist will embrace as part of their journey. Likewise, those who study this work will suspect there are secrets the Collective Sentience instructed Morton and Whitten to not reveal. These may include how the 116 transmissions produced only 105 secrets or why the number of secrets and exercises exceed the number of transmissions.
Such questions and the fact some secrets are not as powerful or shrewd as others may reflect errors in the transmission, undercutting some of the value of Secrets of the SuperOptimist. Yet by introducing us to The SuperOptimist and the Collective Sentience, Morton and Whitten have produced a self-help work that displays the breadth, depth and validity of the vast majority of other self-help books.
Because its message is delivered to us through human hands, Secrets of the SuperOptimist is not perfect or the be-all and end-all of self-help literature. Still, it yields one resonating conclusion: SuperOptimists of the world, arise!
“More” is a technical term used by the SuperOptimist to define the combined problems of money, power, fame, good looks, family status, height, skill, 4.0 GPA, influence, and premium real estate location. All of these are potential impediments to achieving SuperOptimism.
W.R. Morton & Nathaniel Whitten, Secrets of the SuperOptimist
I’m not sure if it’s because Monday’s post mentioned “depressing” or if the spambots finally caught up with the review of the Lee Morgan biography that refers to his drug addiction. In either event, the comments here have been flooded with pharmaceutical spam. I would wager that over the last day or so I’ve deleted more than 300 spam comments mentioning dealing largely with prescription narcotics and a diet drug. Here’s some linkage that doesn’t require drug usage.
- Critical Mass, the blog written by the directors of the National Book Critics Circle, has starting its plan to dedicate each of the next 30 business days to one of the 30 NBCC Award finalists.
- The Crooked Timber blog posts a conversation between its Henry Farrell and unique SF/F author China Mieville about Cormac McCarthy’s The Road, one of the finalists for the NBCC award for fiction.
- While many of us are familiar with the governments named in George Orwell’s 1984, someone was dedicated enough to come up with a map of the world as it would look in that novel. (Via Kottke.org Remaindered Links.)
- Tangentially related to my Frank Zappa post, not only did Guitar World come up with a list of what it considers the 100 Greatest Guitar Solos, the CityRag blog located video for the top 20. (FWIW, a Zappa solo came in at No. 60.) (Via Boing Boing.)
- From best to worst: just in case you were wondering, The Lede tells us a British scientist has determined what is the worst sound in the world. (And, yes, there’s an audio link if you want it.)
Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring production deadlines or dates by which bills must be paid.
Frank Zappa
When I started this, I wondered if there would be enough unusual searches to make this a regular feature. The pace keeps up enough that it has been monthly. There is, however, a new and (at least to me) somewhat disturbing theme that I grouped together below.
GOOGLE SEARCHES:
- the piano flaccid penis
- show the pictures of affected penis
- penis and testicles pictures
- flaccid penis pictures
I sure would like to know what I did to make Google send the people searching for flaccid penises here. Now I could see it if I had a bunch of Viagra references or ads, but I don’t. Now perhaps other people have called me a dick or the like on their blogs but that still doesn’t turn up this site in these searches. And what in the hell does a piano have to do with any of this?
GOOGLE (UK) SEARCH: tunnel rats vietnam naked women
I sincerely doubt the tunnel rats were looking for naked women in the Viet Cong tunnels. Outside the tunnels though…..
GOOGLE SEARCH: tim didn’t like the corkscrew
I just hope this doesn’t have anything to do with the first group of searches. I have nothing against corkscrews. It’s just that I don’t like wine.
GOOGLE SEARCH: Shocking Statistics of Procrastination
I will look for them later.
GOOGLE SEARCH: ray bradbury atomic bomb christian weapon
I find this a particularly interesting conjunction of search terms. Now maybe it relates to a search for something Ray Bradbury wrote at some point about atomic bombs being or somehow related to “christian” weapons. I’m not aware of any such writing (nor could I find one) so the relationship among these terms leaves me me intrigued.
GOOGLE (POLAND) SEARCH: nullification amputation
I imagine amputation could be considered a method of attempting nullification of a body part. Actually, both sound painful.
GOOGLE SEARCH: kidney problem and simulation in islam
I have no clue what Islam has to do with kidney problems, let alone simulating them. I have heard of people (myself included as a kid) feigning illness to avoid attending religious services but didn’t know anyone got this specific.
GOOGLE SEARCH: I want to unbaptized
Hmm, I wonder if that raises issues with limbo or if it means straight to hell without passing “Go”?
GOOGLE (SPAIN) SEARCH: curtain intolerance
I have no problems with curtains. I just prefer seeing outside and having the sun come in.
GOOGLE SEARCH: a weekend in jail blog
Please, there is a difference between having contributed to a blog about JAIL and spending a weekend in a real jail. I did the former, never the latter.
GOOGLE SEARCH:”one vile fucking task after another”
Yes, I too miss Al Swearengen’s insightful observations about life.
Never drive a car when you’re dead.
“Telephone Call from Istanbul,” Tom Waits, Franks Wild Years
When I first saw the various articles today, it didn’t surprise me. Today is Blue Monday, “the most depressing day of the year.”
Here, the sun was shining, it didn’t snow, the temperature wasn’t all that bad, nothing went to hell in a hand basket at work and we got good reports after various tests on the dog. Still, I was in one of those moods virtually all day. Knowing there is a “scientific” reason for it is somewhat reassuring. I’m just worried about whether this means tomorrow is the second most depressing day of the year.
I was once thrown out of a mental hospital for depressing the other patients.
Oscar Levant
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