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opening up and seeing the world
in a different way.
I felt like
I felt before
when I was watching a movie, and
the movie ended, and I left the
movie theater.
And everything outside seems
better than it did before that.
Like, the colors are brighter,
or the world looks like a
different place.
And I wanted to keep feeling
that way,
instead of just
walking around going, "Well, I'm
going to my job.
Well, I have to go do laundry. "
Instead, I was walking around
and looking at stuff with a
different purpose.
Instead of just trying to get
I was looking for clues.
Towards the end of the
induction, on the card, you're
instructed to call the
detective.
And when you call the detective,
he drops a clue about
Cooper alley.
It turns out there's a shrine to
someone named Eva.
Says, "We miss you, Eva. "
Then, at that point, you're
instructed to go back to the
building, and you're given a key
to this wall of lockers.
There's a tiny, little peephole,
and inside there are these sort of
partial letters and numbers
and things like that.
And then, at the very end of the
cycle, it comes together, and
it's the same face that was in
the alley.
About the same time, I got a
text message saying, "Tune in to
Radio Nonchalance in
upper Dolores Park. "
I actually drove up here in my
car because I didn't have a
radio.
And I sat in my car for about a
half an hour listening to this
station.
Over the course of an hour,
there were strange news factoids.
There was an interview with the
proprietor of the world's
smallest postal service.
There was talk of strange
conspiracy.
There was a rant against
Octavio Coleman.
There was all sorts of fun
stuff.
It felt very much like listening
to someone like Art Bell on the
radio.
You can't tell if he's for real
or not.
And now cryptic radio brings
you the secret of Nonchalance.
What is Nonchalance?
And who are its hidden
followers?
This is your announcer,
Commander 14, broadcasting for
a limited time on this special
frequency.
Keep tuned for vital
information.
Follow along as we disclose a
world whose secret presence may
mean the difference between
enlightenment and total
incomprehension.
And just what do we mean by
nonchalance, anyway?
A casual way of sauntering down
the street?
A kind of cool, perhaps?
You like cartoons, don't you?
Of course you do.
Everyone likes cartoons.
Observe as our animated
protagonist stumbles blindly
out of bed, down the stairs,
and out the front door, onto a
busy street.
He easily but narrowly dodges
impending danger, seemingly
without effort or awareness.
Bricks from a construction site
almost but do not fall on him.
At the last minute, as he's
about to step into an open
manhole in the street, he's
miraculously spared the fall.
And after numerous similar
close calls, his unconscious
path is turned around in a
revolving door.
And in his own building, by
fortunate coincidence, he's
somehow returned to bed,
unharmed by the end of the
cartoon.
This ability, to be supported
and guarded by extraordinary
good luck, is called
"divine nonchalance. "
By definition, the nonchalant
is wonderfully scattered and
lacking in all external
direction.
The ride is fantastic, but the
destination remains uncertain.
You are listening to
Radio Nonchalance, dispatches
from Elsewhere.
Support for this program has
been provided by the
Elsewhere Public Works Agency.
Now back to our program.
Well, the EPWA's position on
the Jejune Institute is that
they were selling false
nonchalance.
And what they meant by that, as
best as I can tell, is that
that creative spark which drives
humanity cannot be marketed,
cannot be sold, cannot be given
to you in a bottle.
You either have those moments,
or you don't, and you can't
control it.
So, anybody who tells you
otherwise is selling you
something.
Attention!
This is Commander 14 of
cryptic radio.
Nonchalance is all around you.
Wake up!
It's later than you think.
The false prophets are even now
consolidating their forces, as
they draw up their plans
against us.
Beware especially the one the
world calls
"Octavio Coleman, Esquire," for
he is in the present era the
main opponent of Nonchalance
and a cynical and fiendishly
inspired devisor of false
nonchalance.
Founder of the Jejune Institute,
chief funder of the Algorithm, main
perpetrator of false
nonchalance, CIA operative and
informant, saboteur and
provocateur
Octavio Coleman, Esquire, is
the man who is behind all of
the monitoring, subversion, and
suppression of Nonchalance.
During the 1980s, Coleman
illegally obtained protected
patents and legal control over
a series of innovative
products.
Taking personal credit for
these discoveries, Coleman at
this time consolidated the
Jejune Institute as a
limited liability corporation.
Today, the institute commands
an unheard-of freedom
from governmental regulation or, for
that matter, any superior
authority.
This might have dire
consequences for all operating
nonchalance in this area.
Basically, what had happened
is I'd gone to the institute,
and I had gone through the first
phase and was amazed by it,
obviously, just like you should
be... amazed and confused.
And one day, about a week later,
I was on my lunch break from
work, and I walked down the
street to pick up a slice of
pizza.
And when I came back, there were
the Jejune Institute posters all
over the street where I just
was and on every sign and on
every window.
And so, there had obviously been
multiple agents in the area,
flier-ing everything.
And so, I got on my skateboard.
I started skateboarding around
and trying to find who was
putting up these posters.
And then I did see someone, and
I kind of approached him, and I
said... I asked him if he was
following his nonchalance.
So, he knew that obviously I
knew, and we started to talk.
And he told me to give him his
e-mail address, and then he
left.
They scheduled me to come down
and have an appointment with
them in the offices, and I
didn't know exactly what to
expect.
And they told me to dress
"nicely," which obviously for me
can mean all sorts of different
things.
They told me to show up early,
and I knew what was going to
happen, that there was going to
be a protest, that I would lead
it, and that it would end at the
Lipo Lounge.
And they gave me a couple of
these armbands.
I put some on.
They hand me a bullhorn and told
me, like, that they'd hoped I
memorized all the chants.
And I'd never... there was no
chance.
So, I said, "Yes, absolutely.
I know every chant.
All the chants I know.
I know every single chant. "
And they said, "Let's go. "
Hello! -Hi! Nice to meet you. -Hello!
Hold the signs up high in the
air.
I want to see them.
There's so much energy just
coming right through here.
There's a lot of energy.
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