And yet, as he pointed out, a certified mechanic for that expensive German motorcycle, a Hierophant of the Mechanical Mysteries received by torchlight through sacred ceremonies in the Black Forest...would, following proper Teutonic practicality, have approved of using beer can metal as shim stock.
It also follows his later observation that most craftsmen of metal would see a piece of steel as having no natural “shape” at all.
Ah, I’d forgotten that part. I used to get the MSDS for basic household chemicals, cleaning solvents. Found I could make my own at a fraction of the cost. It’s the same damn thing, sometimes better. From firearms cleaning solvents, electrical contact cleaners, window cleaner aka “Windex”, all kinds of stuff. But I discovered some people, like oir BMW rider, refuse to entertain the idea. If it doesn’t have a brand name on it, they won’t use it. Advertising, I guess. Or something...
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People arrive at a factory and perform a totally meaningless task from eight to five without question because the structure demands that it be that way. Theres no villain, no mean guy who wants them to live meaningless lives, its just that the structure, the system demands it and no one is willing to take on the formidable task of changing the structure just because it is meaningless. But to tear down a factory or to revolt against a government or to avoid repair of a motorcycle because it is a system is to attack effects rather than causes; and as long as the attack is upon effects only, no change is possible. The true system, the real system, is our present construction of systematic thought itself, rationality itself, and if a factory is torn down but the rationality which produced it is left standing, then that rationality will simply produce another factory. If a revolution destroys a systematic government, but the systematic patterns of thought that produced that government are left intact, then those patterns will repeat themselves in the succeeding government. Theres so much talk about the system. And so little understanding