A short biography of Brian C. Taylor

Biography of Brian C. Taylor

Brian Cameron Taylor, born in April of 1972, to an American mother and Canadian father, has always been a creative person. Both his parents were audiophiles, sang and shared through music. Brian's dad also played guitar, wrote songs and poems. Brian first picked up a guitar and took lessons at age eight, but aside from the occasional short story, didn't really begin expressing himself in any way until his teen years. Brian wrote more short stories, screenplays, songs, made music in several bands, made films with his friends on 1980s video cameras, editing the films with two VCRs. Snippets of these films still exist, but you're not getting links to them... Recordings and video of songs exist, ditto...

After Brian graduated high school he married, had a family. At the beginning of the 90s Brian wrote and shot an indie feature Killer 13, still on video, still with his friends and now-coworkers of a Dominos Pizza. Killer 13 is a sci-fi horror film about aliens (that look human) who conspire to release poisons that will rid the Earth of humans, (presumably not the human looking aliens.) That film has been converted to digital and is on Brian's hard drive. (Don't hold your breath.) Also in the nineties Brian co-wrote a novel Cartoon Bomb with another friend. Although this manuscript was sent to a few choice publishers, it was refused by all. Cartoon Bomb is a novel written in a cartoon universe, where anything is possible. It is about two separate groups of people, both whimsical and cliched, both exploited and driven to war. It was purposely created guaranteed to offend everyone. The editor of the book, a brilliant and sensible woman, wrote in her notes “This is where, as a subjective reader, I would tear your book to shreds.” Brian remembers his mothers' review of the first sex scene (of many) in the book as a single word, “hilarious.” Brian has recently heard that there is an effort underway to resurrect Cartoon Bomb in some format or other. Stay tuned, I guess...???

Despite a movie, a book and recording fourteen original songs with two different bands, somehow, in the 90s, Brian failed to ensure that his wife would not grow weary of his horseshit and move three thousand miles away with his kids. This led to a disillusionment of Brian's dreams and aspirations. Brian replaced his family with sex, drugs and alcohol. That didn't help make him healthier or happier, but it did lead to his first professionally recorded demo, under the moniker thief produced by Henry Piovesan, in Vernon BC. There aren't links to the original recordings, but there are links to rerecordings of the songs and many more original songs here 

In the first year of the new century Brian started to get his life back together. He continued working with local musicians but also recorded his own songs, (featured at above link.) Brian's writing began appearing on forums and websites in the form of social criticism, political commentary with a hint of activism. Since the 90s, this writing appeared anonymously, Brian had only released his music, no writing or films online. 

Then, on the morning of September 11^th 2001, something happened on television that changed Brian's outlook on life and provided a target at which to direct his energies. The internet provided a nearly endless stream of information, education and entertainment. Brian studied history, sociology, psychology and especially philosophy, earning what he would later call an unofficial Liberal Arts degree with a major in Conspiracy.

In 2002 a friend and former bandmate contacted Brian about starting a new band and a new band was formed, but writing, rehearsing and constant personnel changes led to few performances and fewer recordings. From 2004, you can hear the drummer recorded on Brian's track Expect to be Saved Any Day at the above soundclick link. It was also in this year that Brian released his solo tracks at that same link. In 2005 he released four new thief songs now featuring the vocals of his wife Dawn. In fact, the end of Expect to be Saved Any Day features Dawn and Brians' two sons at the end. 2004 also cemented the final line up of what would become a band called Hub. Hub was a powerpop three piece that melted faces all over the Okanagan from 2005-2007, but it takes a lot of energy to melt said faces and that energy ran out. Hub, however, was really good and probably the pinnacle of Brian's songwriting and performance. You can listen to Hub here You can also watch this poorly shot (cell phone) film featuring more material and behind the scenes footage. 

In 2006, in response to a new New Age movement afoot where spiritual gurus and academic atheists alike where selling books and appearing on television to help folks decipher their “Authentic Self” Brian began researching and writing about the Self, what that meant and how it came to mean that. In 2008 Brian googled “the smartest readers on the internet” and found a site called Scientific Blogging. He began contributing his essays and they were well received by intelligent folk, one of his essays Conservatism is Unnatural was even featured at a separate website Big Think. The following link is to his original Blog Assignees'Prerogative and Brian's first published writing under his real name. 

In 2009 Brian started his own blog anti-socialengineering.com for all his writings, not just the more philosophical. This blog would become https://www.hypermanipulation.com There are now over 100 essays there. (Although, by 2018 Brian had basically stopped writing political essays out of necessity and courtesy. Complaining about the King, how Brian sums up his entire published work, has become somewhat overbearing, falling upon ignorant ears.) Brian also began writing publicly at several other websites, most notably Above Top Secret, a conspiracy forum. 

In the last half of the opening decade of the 21^st century, Brian also returned to film making, as technology had gotten to the point where digital editing programs were commonplace and even cell phones were starting to take decent video. The first digital films Brian created were Hub related music videos that were released and then taken back down. (Because they weren't good enough to be "commercial releases".) However, 2009 saw the release of Brians first ever released film: G20 Pittsburgh Protests (best and worst of). This film is an edit of protester footage and news footage. It is 45 minutes long. 

In 2010, Brian published Anti-Social Engineering theHyper-Manipulated Self with his own

company PostPaper Publications. 

ISBN 978-0-557-99909-5 http://stores.lulu.com/postpaper 

ASE the HMS was a collection of essays that came together into a thesis promising to define the scientifically determined authentic self. The book itself remains available everywhere in the world in various formats, and Brian's blog continued to release essays from it, which have been read thousands of times and continue to be cited in academia, to this day. There simply isn't a more accurate depiction of the self available. Brian also created a “commercial” for the book.

Brian edited his first concert film, built out of cel phone footage downloaded from youtube of Muse's concert in Vancouver. It's pretty grainy and pixelated, but it's edited well. It's 1 hour 43 minutes long, watch it here 

In 2010 Brian began collecting gear to make films more seriously, seeing how others were making indie films and releasing them online. He started En Queue Film, an all-volunteer film production company. By 2011, EQF had released its first “test film” Battle at Beaver Creek  which was a teaser for the planned full length feature of the same name. Pleased with the results of this film, Brian decided to move forward with the production of the full-length feature, which was a massive undertaking that broke all the rules of first-time film making. It had multiple locations, special effects, stunts, over 100 cast members. Brian wrote the script, based on his own short story and began looking for people and places to start working with. This took over a year, culminating in three locations and a list of 150 volunteers, (a lot of them painters, because Brian worked in a paint store.) 

While pre-production of Battle at Beaver Creek continued into the spring of 2012, Brian wrote and shot the Bite. A horrifying little film with a twist on the zombie genre.

You can also watch the making of video, (and all our videos) on our youtube channel here https://www.youtube.com/enqueuefilm which was also created at the same time. 

The filming of Battle at Beaver Creek started in the summer of 2011, then 2012 and then again in the summer of 2013. There were a few scenes filmed inside, which happened over the course of winter months in between the summer exteriors. There are several “making of” videos about this and other productions from the time on our youtube channel. 

Between November of 2013 and February of 2014 Brian wrote, shot and completed Garf Garf, which is the story of a friendly alien who conjures hamburgers. It is Brian's most philosophically complex film while simultaneously being his most accessible. Garf Garf was created to be understood by anyone, of any age, speaking any language. It remains the film Brian is most proud of. 

Brian continued to make concert films out of youtube footage, of Nine Inch Nails, of U2. The quality gets better as does the technology. Friends get to see these films. He made films of friends, for friends. He still does. 

Battle at Beaver Creek was released on various sites in December 2014. Since then the film has gained the largest returns from being available on Amazon Prime in the US, Uk Japan and Germany. It also has yet to return even half of what it cost. 

In 2014 Brian met Okanagan artist Destanne Norris and decided to begin making a film about her art and life. In July 2015 they released a piece of the documentary A Day at theAlan Brooks Nature Centre with Destanne Norris. 

On Halloween night 2015 Brian released TheDream is Ready at Horrorfest in Kelowna BC. 

It won second best picture and best cinematography for Kora Vanderlip, who also worked on Battle at Beaver Creek. The Dream is Ready is a sci-fi horror teaser for a larger project, a proposed feature entitled Last Human Being. The short and the proposed feature are based upon the novella Brian

wrote of the same name, published in April of 2015 here. 

The book is written in the present tense and simply describes the scenes, spelling out the action as if in a film. The story is about a powerful psychic named Cole, who is unwittingly conspiring to end a mental war with a mysterious consciousness, which takes place within a drug-induced dream. The Dream is Ready continues to get views and generate interest in the larger project, but like Brian's two other complete scripts, LastHuman Being remains only ink on paper. 

The other two complete project proposals were also written between 2013-2015, the Smell of Sun on Skin is Brian's sexy, modern re-working of Albert Camus existential classic The Stranger. Real Country Dark is the story of the lives of four unrelated men who die together in the Canadian wilderness, which is based on real events. Brian believes he could make Last Human Being and Real Country Dark for a one million dollar investment. The Smell of Sun on Skin requires two million and a known actor as leading man.

From 2015 to 2018 Brian filmed artist Destanne Norris for the documentary Beneath the Painted Surface which was completed December 2018. 

Also during this time Brian acted in some friend's films and also helped make others, as executive producer or editor. All Brian's film credits are available at his IMDB page here https://www.imdb.com/name/nm5400748/?ref_=ttfc_fc_wr1

In 2018 met a young local filmmaker named Bowen O'Brien and the two decided to make a film together. Adulthood is the story of a group of kids growing up in a world where reaching adulthood means certain undeath. It won Best Story and Best Film at Horrorfest in Kelowna. It will likely be released online in the fall of 2019.

In 2018 and 2019, Brian pulled back on the amount of work he created. Back problems and subsequent immobility required this hiatus, but marketing Beneath the Painted Surface also requires the bulk of Brian's time. However, more writing, more films and even more music are likely in Brian's future. Stay tuned. 

The price of true honesty.

I don't lie. 

Not to make things easier, not to protect myself, not ever. I mean, I played along with the Santa Claus experience when my kids were little, but very little else knowingly false escapes my lips. I can lie, I just choose not to. I've not yet figured out why I go to such efforts, but I do know that it's just easier to tell the truth. I try to do well in life as well as do good. I try not to sin by silence while also trying to be tactful in my advice. I try to do all this humbly. Honesty isn't always easy. It has cost me many friends.

Often when I get to know someone, or rather they get to know me, there comes a period where my acquaintance ends up feeling judged. But I'm not judging them by living my life a certain way, I think they just become disappointed in themselves. This occasionally can be expressed as anger, with the acquaintance lashing out hurt, ultimately they feel that I am arrogant, elitist or an ego-maniac. They argue that I think I'm better than them, ironically, because I'm being what they consider better than them. Usually this behaviour is limited to folks of limited intelligence and/or experience. These are things everyone can do something about. Not everyone will. However there is one outcome of getting to know me that seems to be universal amongst everyone, even very close friends. 

They stop telling me things. 

I think because again, they feel judged and don't want to be. "I drove home drunk on the weekend. Was lucky to have made it," admits my silly friend. "I guess so was everyone else on the roads or sidewalks," I offer. Now my friend feels ashamed rather than proud. "I cheat on my wife, I get away with it all the time," admits my promiscuous acquaintance. "Hey, I'm a man!" he offers as if this is a natural thing for men to do, as opposed to women. So I ask, "How would you feel if you found out it was true that I was fucking your wife?" Now my acquaintance feels like the person being cheated upon. I'm travelling with a co-worker who is driving. A woman cuts him off so he follows much too closely and aggressively, I presume to extract some form of revenge by scaring her. "Maybe next time she won't cut somebody off," he says. "Maybe," I say, "but her bad driving could have been unintentional and your bad driving is intentional. Besides, we're one car length further back than we would have been if she hadn't cut you off. It really makes no difference to anyone but you. Why get upset and go to all this trouble?" In all of these instances, I am not judging the individuals, I'm just pointing out facts in the real world that make them feel judged. They are, in fact, judging themselves.

They, like many, are living a lie. I'm only trying to help them discover their authenticity and perhaps develop some empathy. Getting drunk, making poor decisions, cheating on your wife and getting angry in traffic are all things that happen. It would be silly to think we could eradicate these things, but we damn well better be honest with ourselves about them. 

Such is it that, given enough time, those who know me discover their authentic selves whether they wish to or not. This is the price of penultimate honesty. Their only recourse is to stop expressing their inauthenticities. Which they do, readily. I believe the most obvious reason for doing so is to not have to address the fact that aspects of their personalities need work. And here again, I sound like a pompous asshole, but I'm beyond caring if you can't see what is simply true. Expressed as a syllogism it might sound like this: I know people who make their lives difficult by being inauthentic. I know people who make their lives easier by being authentic. Easier is better than more difficult. If the preceding three sentences are true, do you now feel better about the word "better?" If there couldn't be a better life, how do we have something to strive for? Also, if there is a better life, then it must also be true that there are people living a better life. If authenticity leads to that better life and I am my most authentic self, then I must be living a better life. Don't think I'm better than you, I don't. Think I'm living better than you because I'm living more authentically. I'm not an asshole, I just always tell the truth. It just so happens that you're full of shit and I've got a shovel. I'm here to help, I've rolled up my sleeves. Don't hate me for it.

The Authentic Self, which nerds have been talking about since philosophy was invented, is achievable to varying degrees. Nerds, by the way, in my estimation are folks who have an appreciation for intelligence and understanding. Nerds are one social group that I feel have the healthiest approach to living, simply because of their authenticity. I might even say there is a moral superiority to nerd culture that is attached to intellectualism and such things are healthy. Spokesnerds John and Hank Green attribute this to thinking complexly and they are right, empathy requires complex thoughts, but I'm digressing to the point of requiring a new essay. (What else is new?) The point is, authenticity has been a concern for thousands of years, there is no easy path to it, but every path to it comes to a vast ocean of personal responsibility. We must do the work necessary to be authentic and there's a reason it's called work. It's so much easier to be inauthentic. 

 

Whenever I tell people that I don't lie, I'm sure they think, although they rarely express it, "Well, I don't lie either." But that's a lie. You lie all the time, ten times before lunch on a quiet day. If you truly never lied in the same way that I never lie, you would know how very difficult it is.

Hollywood feeds the 21st Century Enlightenment

(This essay was originally published at the now defunct Disinfo.com)

The 21st Century Enlightenment is simple. In much the same way as the Enlightenment of the late middle ages, when the printing press was invented, (amongst a multitude of other "modernations") technology has once again brought us into a new paradigm of existence. In this so called "network intelligence" we become an amalgam intellect. In the old Enlightenment we shared books. In the new enlightenment we share each other, in real time. If this is not hyperreality, it doesn't exist.

However, this revolutionary sharing of the global experience is merely the "how" of its existence. It is causally self-referential. I think the topic of interest on the matter should be directed at our actions. Our actions make the changes that take place in the world. It is true that the internet can organize revolution quicker than the printing press, but we are not revolting because such technologies exist. We revolt because there is cause for revolt. This realization is the second part of the 21st century enlightenment. (This too we share with many aspects of the original Enlightenment.)

Just like in ye olde Enlightenment we have politicians telling us one thing and another, sides to choose, ideologies to ponder and artists commenting on the times. In ye olde Enlightenment we had books, plays and paintings. Today we can add moving pictures and Hollywood is rife with social commentary. As part of my writing workload I am a film reviewer for my local newspaper, so I see all these films, whether I want to or not.

See any film about a dystopian future and you are seeing the left over fears from the end of the 20th century extrapolated into a plausible totalitarian outcome. The real world hasn't ended, the apocalypse remains nigh. All these films feature a corrupt and misguided government and a peoples revolution. These films are aimed at teenagers and are carefully crafted vehicles of effective social engineering. They even introduce the idea of world shaping to very young kids now, with animated movies about Plato's cave, the downfalls of societies, perfect psychologies inside, perfect philosophies outside. This engineering via art is not a new phenomenon, but it is currently rampant in entertainment. As a reflection of society, art's commentary is a wish for change. In the 21st Century Enlightenment such wishes come through loud and clear, instantly.

Like the french Revolution had JJ Rousseau and his Social Contract, we have a new standard by which we measure that which we consider fair and just. We can know no better than Rousseau as to our correctness in our times and places, but we both agree that something stinks about the state of affairs we find ourselves inhabiting. It seems too, that in our new enlightenment as in the old, the problems come down to the machinations of (perceived) money and (perceived) power. However, now, unlike then, we don't imagine such noble futures for merely France, or any other nation, but we dream globally. Furthermore, in the old enlightenment such imaginings we're left to the educated, some would say, elite of our societies, the Rousseaus of the world. Whereas now, anyone with a computer can become a philosopher.

What these new age philosophers are discovering, uncovering and beginning to act upon is a key correlation of the 21st century enlightenment: The gap between the elite advantage and the rest of us is not dissimilar to the gap between the "western world" and the rest of the globe. It's not just the rich that are the problem, because, on a global scale, Canada is rich. I am rich. We are all guilty in our affluence. We owe our wealth to inappropriate institutional realities, systemic dichotomous beliefs and misguided intentions.

Nation of Idiots Wins/Loses

This essay was originally published on the now defunct Disinfo.com, before Trump was elected...

If reasonable people don't vote, an army of idiots wins out.

In a few days Americans will go to the polls and elect a new president. Barring some unusual outcome, it will be either Hillary Clinton, a lifelong politician or Donald Trump, a "wealth celebrity." I think if Clinton wins you will have eight more years of business as usual, circling the drain. I think if Trump wins you will circle no more. 

Everywhere you look in modern life, there is a divide. We are much more apt to notice and appreciate differences rather than similarities. This is the hyper-manipulated self. It no longer matters if you are the generation that wrote the programming (dead), the generation that bought and sold the packaging (dying), the generation that wished for the programming to be correct (writing essays), or the generation that keeps their programming dynamic (not reading them): We are all aware that the people in charge are going to do whatever they see fit, in order to keep conditions in their favour. Thus, we peel back the curtain, revealing the shrivelled old wizard, bellowing commands into an ancient machine. We know it's a shit show, so we don't care, so we don't vote. In this scenario nobody wins and in this case, not winning could mean dying.

I understand the appeal of Trump, because I can appreciate wanting to shake up the system. There are a great many things wrong with America and with western society in general, but Captain Hair is not the answer. Most of what Trump says is incoherent and the things he uses as his selling points are imbecilic. Anyone who is smart enough to understand that Americans are enslaved by the elite, yet dumb enough to think that Trump is going to share the wealth is missing the point. It's true that Trump would make a difference, perhaps becoming the most radical president in history, but none of the things that he could accomplish would detract from business continuing unabated. If it did Trump would simply be killed, like JFK. Perhaps no president will be able to make the changes required to create a true democracy, because of money, greed and entitlement.

Americans are having to choose between an evil bitch and an evil bastard, which is difficult in any scenario, but with voter apathy threatening an intellectual shortfall at the polls, we might end up with the crazier of the two, rather than the saner. Plenty of former presidents have been a little bit crazy, but Trump's particular brand of crazy might be more dangerous than useful. If you're gonna go for crazy, America, you need someone who wants to desalinate oceans, go to Mars, end oil, provide free energy, food, water. Or rather you need someone able to stand up to the real powers that be, so that ideas like these can be taken from absurd fantasy to concrete reality. At any rate, Trump is not the person to deliver good change, neither is Clinton but she is at least safe. Just vote her in and the next time some crazy weirdo starts talking about good change, pie in the sky, save the world type stuff, listen. Don't vote for a guy whose solution is a bloody wall. Trump is a giant step backwards.

Trump Makes America his Bitch

(This essay was previously published on the now defunct Disinfo.com under the title, "Political Incorrectness.")

Merriam-Webster defines political correctness as "conforming to a belief that language and practices which could offend political sensibilities (as in matters of sex or race) should be eliminated."

This isn't the first definition available to me, upon my Google search but the other two were not really correct. This is because "political correctness" as a "thing" shifts, grows and changes. Dynamic definitions are not a particularly new phenomenon. In ye olden days, for instance, one might conspire to collect faggots with a gay friend, with nary an eyebrow raised. Such is it with ours, or any other language. Things change. Tastes change. Meanings change. ("Faggots" are bundles of kindling and "gay" means happy.)

I would be remiss not to point out the other two definitions of PC I googled, they're relevant:

"The avoidance, often considered as taken to extremes, of forms of expression or action that are perceived to exclude, marginalize, or insult groups of people who are socially disadvantaged or discriminated against."

Well, that's pretty telling. I bet that "often considered as taken to extremes," part was added to the original. It's also a non-committal definition, "action(s) that are perceived to exclude..." and "socially disadvantaged" are unclear. It also takes our intentionality out of it by saying we "avoid" such "expression or action" rather than "conform to a belief," as in the first, more proper definition.

Our final definition is, "A way that we speak in America so we don't offend whining pussies."

This is from urbandictionary.com and while incomplete, it is the apparent consensus in America today. If you took a poll of which of these three definitions was most aptly suited to define PC, I'm sure the latter would win by a landslide. Philosophically, of course the first definition is the best. In terms of day to day life, we shall do the best we can, one day at a time, etc. (And we may have to define "aptly.")

Now we have Political Incorrectness: the attitude or policy shown by someone who does not believe that language and practices which could offend political sensibilities (as in matters of sex or race) should be eliminated.

Such is it that we now find ourselves awash in the noxious rhetoric of a moral degenerate. Why is beyond me, (haven't we more interesting things to do than watch Rome burn?) Yet Donald Trump continues to bluntly fly in the face of all things politically correct at every chance. And the trucker-hatted masses eat it up. If Mr. Trump is asked about his derogatory comments, (toward women, Mexicans, immigrants, Muslims, insert group here,) he simply throws up his eyelids and announces political correctness is ruining the country. I'm not surprised that Trump has stupid answers, I'm surprised when audiences applaud them.

Political Incorrectness, as illustrated by Trump, (although he is not alone in this,) is easily enjoyed by ordinary folks who have been walking around biting their tongues since the 90s. Are people sick of PC? Do they now see it as going to far, or being BS or "not working?" Yes they do. In fact, so do I, in may ways. (If you're playing a sport and you're not keeping score, you've gone too far. If you don't want to learn about the Holocaust because it hurts your feelings, you've gone to far.)

However, thinking that a group of humans have taken things too far doesn't necessarily mean we should combat that by going too far the other way.

Even if political correctness is the number one contributor to what George Carlin called the "pussification of America" you still can't combat it by reverting to the basic bigotry of bygone eras. Unless of course, that is what you want. And if you want it, then it is you and you are it. This is how political incorrectness makes you its bitch. It asks you to announce your prejudices proudly, as if it is your duty to save the country by being an asshole.

Donald Trump beats bigoted drums to the sad ears of republicans, happy to be free of their muzzles. He makes money doing it.* Did you know that? Not only is the Donald paying for his own campaign, he's turning a profit. The more voters who jump on board and buy a trucker hat at $25 and $35 bucks, the more millions he puts in his pocket. I don't think Trump has winning the nomination as his goal, he just wants to shine in the light, have a bit of fun. So really, he's wasting time, except that he's shining light on crowds of people who think like him and that's a scary thing.

*SOURCE: http://www.businessinsider.com/donald-trump-october-campaign-finance-report

The hallmarks of the left/right debate do not even enter into whether or not your find yourself on the PC or PIC side, Americans feel that people like Trump are just being honest, some of them find it refreshing. In a way, they are right. It's still not a solution.

This is the product of political and ideological extremism, moderate republicans are not drooling over Trump, moderate democrats are not decrying political incorrectness, because they don't take idiots seriously. That this conversation is even taking place is the result of a crafty weasel knowing some tricks that take advantage of a base ignorance.*

*SOURCE: http://www.bendbulletin.com/opinion/3865233-151/column-political-incorrectness-is-scientifically-bogus#

If Trump is popular because "he's saying the things we want to say and can't, " what does that say about PC, or PIC, or freedom of speech, or people's mindsets, intelligences and abilities? The answer seems to be "a great deal." For movements, (of any size from any place) do not grow from nothing. So if you are a nation of pre-emptive bigots, then you will get an appropriate leader to follow, who leads you where you want to be led. You won't because you're not. You're just a little confused because you haven't yet figured out that the people you desire are the enemy.

It's okay to like that Trump doesn't bend to the bullshit, or "is speaking honestly about his feelings," but wrong thinking is still wrong. Hitler spoke passionately about his beliefs, it doesn't make them right.

"All things in moderation," they say. If life is lived in the middle, the center is where all things meet, the hub of the wheel, Trump has no business there, neither does political incorrectness, or correctness for that matter. These things belong in the fringes of society. The extremity of desires are mislead and counterproductive. This will all go away by way of caring less, not more.