The Gayfalloon

Cat's Cradle mythology, by Kurt Vonnegut.

karass – A group of people linked in a cosmically significant manner, even when superficial links are not evident.

granfalloon, a "false karass." That is, it is a group of people who affect a shared identity or purpose, but whose mutual association is actually meaningless.

"the Communist Party, the Daughters of the American Revolution, the General Electric Company —and any nation, anytime, anywhere." 

"a proud and meaningless association of human beings." 

If you wish to examine a granfalloon, just remove the skin of a toy balloon. — Bokonon 

"My God," she said, "are you a Hoosier?"
I admitted I was.
"I'm a Hoosier, too," she crowed. "Nobody has to be ashamed of being a Hoosier."
"I'm not," I said. "I never knew anybody who was." – Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle

I thought this was interesting, from a gay perspective. In the old days, being a member of the homosexual "community" was something to be ashamed of. In fact, every granfalloon strongly disapproved of it. I mean, if you were gay, you were practically a member of a secret society, which had its own arcane rituals and symbols.

However, that all changed with "gay pride". Now, we have no reason to be ashamed at all. And now suddenly, gayness is the latest granfalloon. It's the club everyone wants into, and so of course, I want out. Popularity = Death, to paraphrase. I mean, when you see the corporate media using gayness as a political weapon, you know it's time to bail.

Perhaps gayness has served its cosmic purpose as a karass, and now it's time to move on. But on to what? There is not much left that is both so intrinsically rewarding and forbidden. Heroin?

Yet Another Holy Grail Metaphor

'The Egoist' Is Proof Lamborghini Has Lost Its Mind

“It is designed purely for hyper-sophisticated people who want only the most extreme and special things in the world. It represents hedonism taken to the extreme, it is a car without compromises, in a word: egoista,” said Walter De Silva, the VW Group’s head of design, at a private unveiling in Italy.

Mr. De Silva: “Extreme” is putting it incredibly lightly, and as a reminder, “egoist” roughly translates to “selfish.”

This car is a mashup of Speed Racer’s Mach 5, a Matchbox car and Apache helicopter. It’s the sort of thing you see scribbled in the margins of a 10-year-old’s math homework. Words fail to describe the complete and utter insanity of this maniacal mishmash of angles and creases, stuffed with a 5.2-liter V10. It’s the road-going equivalent of a cheetah on roller skates with a ballistic missile strapped to its back.

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I have a fascination with cars because they are the best representation of a "Grail" I can find. A Grail is a sort of symbiotic partnership between a 3rd dimension ego-centric monkey mind and a 5th dimension, crystalline, morphing, sub/super conscious entity that lives outside of time. This is your "soul-mate", your very own personal holy Grail. She is commonly represented as a woman because she is both all powerful and completely submissive. The "driver" is you, the mental monkey. This is commonly represented as a man, because he is both weak as a kitten and all commanding.

Some of my favorite Grail metaphors are Captain Kirk's Enterprise and Doctor Brown's DeLorean. This Lambo goes to the top of the list now, because it is a single seater (only one Grail per ego, that's the limit), it's all crystalline and creased, and sexy in a teen fantasy sort of way, and it has that amazing hexagonal step plate.

The hexagon is the symbol of Saturn, or the God of time. Step on it, Marty!