Begin the Begin

Posted on January 19, 2018 by nicholas

Howzit Tjina: welcome to Jakari’s blog.

Howzit?

This is a common greeting where I live, and about which I mostly write; so should you be someone who lives what I call, offshore, then know that you may not know that… So in addition Howzit! is often accompanied by the word “China”, which has nothing in common with the place of that name and although it sounds like china it is spelt Tjina.

So you may be meeting someone you don’t know and it is appropriate to be less than formal as with a blog… So Howzit China [aka: Tjina].

In introducing myself to Amazon readers[and those new to Jakari ], I am aware that quite reasonably, most will never have heard of me, and wonder immediately why they should join my band of curious readers/listeners. You would also not therefore know that I have been busy quietly introducing the future to readers all over the cyberverse [sic] for about 20 years now since that world arrived where I live.

Begin the Begin

So. I shall observe, simply, that I am by the standards of fashionable modernity someone who has been around a while [as have a few billion other unknown wannabe noticed persons …one of whom may be you.]

Therefore although I have been a ‘bloggist’ for 20 years now and have even been read occasionally; and nonetheless given this is my first Amazon based blog, since setting myself up as an author of creative work on Amazon, I wondered whether I should perhaps offer thoughts to a new source of reader and wander rather, randomly, over what I am, why I am what I am, and generally why I am increasingly concerned that something I created as fiction is becoming most disturbing.

On the other hand perhaps that will be simply boring. Decisions… decisions!

So recently on Christmas day, I sat on the Internet and played with Google… something I have had little time to do this past 7 years… in that my usage was overwhelmingly professionally oriented. I am now released from that demanding purpose and can more closely koncentrate on ME and my vision plus mission …. And YOU… my reader, listener and, inevitably, once I learn the delicate art of Vlogging: a … viewer; and not to be outdone or outmaneuvered, a participant in some interactions. As Fred’ Nietzsche put it “Now all things are possible.”

What I did on Google was find Wikipedia’s lists of earthquakes that have occurred since forever ago or more specifically about 2,400 years ago, in ancient China and the Middle East and elsewhere.

[And btw as a recently retired septuagenarian old style ‘schoolteacher’ I am aware that Wikipedia has its detraktors. I am also aware that I may infuriate the sensible reader by using the letter K where usual practice calls for the letter C. Those of you who are based in the USA and fear the disruptive effects of that rather curious President ‘Tsunami’ as I call him, who having been voted in is more than usually despised by his populace, as a rude disruptor and it must have been the year, for we were born then too.]

Therefore I invite my readers to check out the information I shall herewith share; and tell me that I am wrong and that my role as a writer of fiction has not suddenly morphed into some curious form of prophetic reality check, and that when I did my research I was too filled with good cheer and miscounted. It was the festive season after all.

My purpose was to establish the total number of particular ‘BIG’ seismic events: [earthquakes broadly] that have occurred more or less ever; and about which we can infer a scale equitable with Richter [Richter Scale: RS]. I was also only looking at earthquakes @ 6 or greater than 6 [RS], a scale roughly equitable with Hiroshima in 1945.

So I was categorizing the earthquakes in two sets: those before 1998 and those afterwards. Now please remember that I am a writer of fiction so, 1998 was the year when I chose a particular sequence of events that took place then, in South Asia. Given that I was searching for a disruption effect great enough to fuel the move to Universal Income and a means to pay for it, I played “what if”: and made that a central background part of my story, the Jonker Memorandum, and in the chaos that follows the event my heroine can act….

Again, because you didn’t know: The Jonker Memorandum [pronounced Yonka] is Part 3 of the Azanian Quartet; and has existed since 2010 on my website nicholasjakari.com that has been visited many times and puzzled many. It took four years of weekend recording sessions in my garden to konstrukt, what I refer to, as the greatest one-man show ever [in my particular genre]. The final episode went up in 2014.

In my self imposed role as a down-market, essentially working class, contrarian mediator in the learning of things Economical amongst frequently less than avid learners, I had in mind the idea, that in the part of the story that is in “The Future”, the masses [Orwell’s Proles] live on what I call “Basic Pay” [An idea that is now increasingly touted as “Universal Income” an idea with which I strongly approve especially since I became older: and generally remained poor].

In point of fact as the themes evolved I realised that everyone lives on it [in the future] … never mind the Proles… Developments in AI, Quantum computing… which promises to be to digital, what digital was to steam… plus, plus, plus… et al … indicate a future in which work, as it was known is HISTORY. Basic Pay is inevitable… self-employment is inevitable on a dramatic scale… how can it work?

In addition to the idea of Basic pay and because the children in my care demanded it, I [plus the ‘demanders’ ] also had to consider how it could be financed or even afforded; something that seems to have been overlooked by most science fiction writers and those others actually actively promoting the idea.

A key evolving methodology seems to be involving… perhaps… a transaction levy… requiring dealing with hugely, insurmountable blocks of vested interests, at the heart of the “system” [however you choose to define it]. Discussions on that topic could keep people employed for ever… and what if we don’t have forever [fiction remember] … Or perhaps there is some other idea, such as one that is now at the heart of Part 4’s evolution, as the closing part of the Azanian Quartet and will be on Amazon later this year.

So back in 1998 I was wrestling with this [relatively unoriginal] idea that I had, which is really only a back-story part of the background to the main sci fi adventure crime story, in the knowledge, that neither idea was feasible in almost any term, short of a disruption effect on a monumental scale … so huge that the entire planet’s destiny was almost terminally; or certainly irrevocably changed.

So since I write fiction and since, like many of my fellow-now-aging-those-of-us still-surviving, wild kolonial boys, I had learned long ago about a military, firearms usage procedure, called the “Double Tap”: and serendipitously in that same year [1998] while in search of raw material for plots and themes, I had occasion to encounter the “double tap” method at the hands of a practicing expert.

It was done under the specialized supervision of a man, who was, some years later, arrested on an Interpol International arrest warrant, for [allegedly] 49 professional murders: and may therefore be seriously considered as an expert on the use of that double tap method. Albeit I did not then, know, that previously unshared information… albeit his general after action beer conversation was loaded with the usual conspiracy stuff.

But nonetheless I was then, contemplating the truthfulness of his affirmation; that the second shot amplifies the power of the first shot, by 500%, and by extension, I wondered: the second by the third et al to 6..

The news of the tit for tat bang, bang: by the two contenders for influence in that south Asian region, was routine fare in a place always desperately shifting attention elsewhere, in a variation of the standard national scapegoating exercises practiced in most localities.

Nonetheless. They [the two South Asian nations] were, to me, nestling on a great big piece of tectonic geology called the Himalayas: and ‘what if “ was a given.

In other words you will recollect that two competing regions in South Asia began a six-bomb test consecutive blast interregnum of underground nuclear explosions later in that same year, 1998.

Each was allegedly about 2.5RS.

I speculated … What if this is a Nuclear Triple double tap … 2500 x500% x500%x500% x500%x … = huge times… Maybe massive on Richter.

I write fiction remember. I checked out my idea over the years with ‘klevas’… people ranging from ordinary scientific types focused on classroom physics and chemistry, to Nuclear scientists and climate change people who all confirmed that I was writing fiction… and I went on… feeling ok.

The effect of what I have thus called: “The Ringing’, was global disruption. This was characterized by a sequence of flooding and tsunamis that I ‘created’ together with the mass scale disruption that followed the changes to the climate that I hypothesized over the next period of time. All this was part of the back-story to my tale of robbery and murder. In fact the explanatory chapters are simply headed as Footnotes. [For instance the footnote chapter in which the region I call Keiretsu [aka Japan/Nippon] was engulfed by a tsunami went up one week before the recent tsunami that devastated parts of the country and ruined a nuclear power station…. Elsewhere [Chapter 10.] the trouble starts after an airliner disappears in flight … published two years before an airliner disappeared]

And that ‘disruption’ of course; that idea changed the real story. And while I dealt with that need, which took a few years, I put together “7Ways to get your money” from notes I had made during the time after I became a ‘returnee refugee’ in this country where I now live. I had inadvertently, seriously annoyed the man who became the post liberation Dictator, of Zimbabwe; ultimately being forced out in a recent coup after 37 bloodstained years. So I had to exit post-liberation Zimbabwe, in something of a hurry: with my wife, two babies, four dogs and four cats in an old Volkswagen panel van; that blew up at the entrance to what I now call the Dome surrounding the Mega Unicity most of us call Jozi.

It was a time when a ‘sixties drop out’ had to come in from the cold; and make big money fast, in a place, that was itself, on a steeply slippery slope… to its own ultimate oblivion.

The Dome btw is an idea represented by the multilane high speed ring road that surrounds the inner city of Jozi, in Mzansi, where I have lived on and off ever since the 60’s, having relocated to Zimbabwe, in the ‘70’s as part of my ‘drop out’ period some years earlier, when it was still a naughty, disruptive, now failed, Kolonial experiment, with other people’s places.

The ‘other people’ wanted to go back to how things were before any koloniste arrived; and have successfully returned to the 17th century they sought. They are now displeased with the result… but that is another tale altogether and is otherwise irrelevant.

So 7Ways is a Prelude to the Azanian Quartet: a tale of many revolutions. 7Ways represents the world of relative order that makes everything possible. The Azanian Quartet is implicitly a metaphorical story about how the world ended, and what happened afterwards. It is also a story about the ambiguity of memory regarding how it all happened. It is also a story that gains more relevance in what has now after ten years of Quantitative Easing [QE] become a planet running on about one point three quadzillion US$ worth of global debt: meaning that getting the money is now more urgent than ever before.

Which brings us back to my Wikipedia search.

Allowing for some marginal calculation error… Wikipedia lists many earthquakes below 6 on the Richter scale… so I may have miscalculated here and there or over calculated elsewhere. And for all I know I may have been on the wrong page. I am still at heart a techno moronic, aging, baby boomer.

Pre 1998; going back 2400 ish odd years.
Slightly more than 400.
Specifically 413 … [four hundred and thirteen]. Subject as mentioned to korektion.

Post 1998. The next 19 [nineteen] years
Slightly more than 400.
Specifically 414. [Four hundred and fourteen.]

Perhaps you can understand why I am worried about my fiction writing skills. Tell me its imagination… or that I’m reviewing usage through a naughty Wikipedia page, which is…. Not appropriately Peer reviewed, is it?

For clarity purposes.

*You have access to the Prelude: 7Ways. Available now on Amazon. @ https://www.amazon.com/author/nicholasjakari
**Part 1 of the Azanian Quartet : The Buffalo Hunters is currently with an editor undergoing some surgery and should be available, end February 2018.
*** Part 2 The Ashanti Raider will be online by end April 2018.
**** Part 3 The Jonker Memorandum an 84 episode podcast cyber serial is available for your listening pleasure online at nicholasjakari.com

They are not sequential other than in order of writing so you can listen in pleasure. Many of my listeners are bed bound invalids and other resting persons. And like Mr. Nietzsche [whom I played for the world international Konference celebrating the centenary of that Philosopher at Pretoria University in 2000 AD] many of the ideas presented in that story have become common usage now since some 10million hits have occurred on my website many of them from people, say about 10%]

***** Part 4 is still under konstruktion and has passed the three quarters mark targeted to be ready by August 2018.

Hope to have you back again soon
Regards
Nicholas Jakari.
And don’t forget to buy the ebook.

The Jonker as a Prophecy

Posted on April 17, 2013 by nicholas

In 1998 I had an experience that influenced my interpretation of another [global] experience. I won a prize: and two south Asian nations blew off three nuclear tests each in a regional tough guy tit for tat apparently, over a period of some six months. The outcome of these is part of the Jonker Memorandum.

The prize was unusual. I rarely enter competitions and so even more rarely ‘win’ something. I attended a show and my entrance ticket was also part of a lottery… [that was permitted in that brief window before authority began to impose its extractive tendencies] that had what became a ‘lucky’ number. The prize: a two-day course in the effective use of a handgun. The course was run by a Belgian man, who later turned out to be a shadowy, wanted ‘hit man’ called Jean Bultot, about whose arrest by Interpol I read about some years later. Nonetheless he was a superb instructor. He ought to have been. According to the news report I read, he was alleged to have murdered nearly fifty people.

I can assure the reader that [in retrospect] it was an immensely useful training session in which I learned many things about hitting a target effectively, most important of which, was the idea of the “double tap”. For the uninitiated [as I was] two shots placed [preferably to the chest] within 10 centimetres of each other almost but not quite simultaneously will enhance the impact velocity of the shot so that even a low caliber projectile becomes huge, and can wreak untold damage to what it hits. Two days and some 400 rounds later I had a pretty evolved idea of the effect of this particular defensive tactic.

So when the world woke up to the knowledge that India and Pakistan had fired off 6 nukes in a sequence of underground tests, my first thought was that it was a nuclear, triple-double-tap on a cosmic scale. This idea became a theme for the story I was intermittently evolving at the time, which now [eventually] appears as a bedtime story on my nicholasjakari website: the Jonker Memorandum.

My Theme?

What if the effect of the ‘strike” was that the planet was moved in some infinitesimal way from its accustomed path to one marginally different? Would this not cause an insidious shift in weather patterns as the marginal movement magnified over the course of its routine repetitious rotation?

And then as the plot unrolled over the next 12 years the effect of what I dubbed “the Ringing” [an interference with the natural rhythm pattern of the planet] has become de rigueur: Tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanic eruption and [so-called] ‘climate change’ are ideas that are no longer fiction but real. More scarily: What if: influential people believe this too and hence we have what seems almost unrestrained fraudulent financial activity on the planet that has plunged us all into a state of chaos from which it is difficult to see daylight.

In the same way, another plot theme was the relentlessly enveloping creep of unemployment as human labour priced itself out of the marketplace and a primary male activity becomes rape. Both of these have become more than insidious since I began the plot, as is the equally insidious trend to the “life activator” chip that all humans will soon be carrying as a means to control the progress of 7 billion plus people swamping the planet’s resources: a trend that becomes more accepted as this era of “asymmetrical warfare” becomes an ingrained military strategy, employed by all disaffected people on the planet..

Most intriguing: in the more microelements of the plot, I create a female who would contend for power in the newly liberated region I eventually called Mzansi. She would rise to power on a twin campaign based on gender rights … the “gender agenda’”, and Basic Pay; an agenda [as i perrceived it then] driven by the insidious rise of routine and brutal rape as a male response to the rise of female power. Curiously: in the land that provides the inspiration for Mzansi such a female has come to the fore from nowhere in the past few months… And she is allegedly as rich as my heroine. Can she achieve what my heroine Korinth Starr [the elder] seeks to achieve? Time will tell.

And: to finance Basic Pay she [my heroine] would re-engineer the existing 10,000 year old tax extortion system, and replace it [largely] with the more rational “Transaction Levy”… an idea developed decades ago by Mr. Tobin [Nobel Laureate] now proposed in the past year by Mrs. Merkel the German Chancellor [and, entertainingly, rejected by Mr. Cameron [UK] for exactly the reason I had to ‘destroy the world’ in the story as I developed it back in the late 90’s]. This is an idea [the transaction levy, that is] that now becomes possible in the electronic funds transfer age.

Further. To eradicate the chaos caused by the [alleged] thieving elites who have transmuted the global financial system into private wealth generating casino systems, the total accumulated and marginally legal “sovereign” debt dumped on the citizen by reckless derivatives traders, would be rolled over into 1000 year annuities; and subsequently, rigorous control of the casino agenda via the levy referred to above., an idea recently proposed [rather half-heartedly] by British finance politician George Osborne recently, and modeled on ancient practices such as the methodology used by the same country to extricate themselves from previous financial mayhem, specifically after the infamous “south Sea Bubble” and later after the Napoleonic Wars. We refer here to the famous “Consols” so beloved of 19th century novelists.

And then of course at a simpler level there is the problem of North Korea, a place [April/May 2013] that hints at the issue that gives rise to the entire global catastrophe that represents the Apocalypse referred to throughout the story. Not to mention that as I write this a lady on CNN is talking about an 8.0 level [Richter] earthquake on that same tectonic line that I envisaged being double tapped back in ’98. In our time a reverberation is over in minutes: in geological time a reverberation could extend over a time no one has yet dared to calculate.

All of these ideas are suddenly, as I reach the climax of the podcast story, becoming mainstream in a way that I find rather weird. But then as I have observed elsewhere… the entire story is devised from a bizarre “out of body” experience I had, after apparently ‘dying’ on the operating table in the middle of surgery for multiple gunshot wounds, acquired on my own “September 11: back in ’94… Of course I could have just been high on Morphine.

And: of course it is all just fiction… isn’t it? But you must make up your own mind and so … assuming you have a long attention span which you must have or you wouldn’t ‘t have read this far…

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