There are 23 pairs of chromosomes in a diploid human cell.
The colloquial meaning of to “23 skiddoo” is to 'get out with all due haste.' (For example, consider that sentiment as perhaps harkening back to Pope John XXIII and Vatican II.)
In my first novel, 23 Skiddoo: Way Back Beyond Across the Stars (2016), the meaning is hiding in plain sight. That is, in the end, the monstrous pair of cross-bred ETs does just that: 23 skiddoos away from the planet (in etheric form). And, while not human, i.e., beings with 23 pairs of chromosomes, its readers are human beings. And this dreaded duo had carried with them the biology of those bankers and some meaningful memories of their brief-but-violent Earthly sojourn with the 23 pairs of chromosomes gleaned from the diploid human cells of those bankers they have gobbled up (and once carried inside of them). Some humanoid essence departs off-planet with them, just as some sense of that humanoid essence affects the readers of the novel.
And of course the main character, Nathan Sos, is forever retreating with all due haste throughout the book to his beloved refuge—the beach.
There is much more to be said about those tactical retreats! Yes, this author's whole life has been and continues to be a 23 skiddoo to some place or another. Ah well, 'tis better to move on, than to get bogged down in the limiting tribulations of consensual reality and culture trance, right? It is reminiscent of Aldous Huxley's definition of a "normie":
Normiedom is hard enough on those 23 pairs of chromosomes. So consider being nudged out of that ignorant, mentally impaired condition. Readers may very well discover some inspiring encouragement from reading and reflecting on said novel. Get serious, oh potential readers, about broadening your horizons by searching for truth and wholeness; rise above propaganda and conditioning
Notwithstanding our advanced “intellect,” we humans—regardess of IQs, “education,” or professional accomplishments—remain social animals by nature. In this respect, we are very similar in our core impulses to cows, sheep, lemmings, fish or birds. It is the peer approved validation of our opinions—even more so than the original and deafening blare of the Four Horns of Bullshit which created it —that will not only mentally and emotionally seal the erroneous belief in concrete—but also induce fear and loathing for the “stray” conspiracy theorist who dares to question it. That’s how Bernays’s grand game of mass deception and manufactured consensus works its Black magic on the group mind. Now that you understand the philosophical underpinnings of the surprisingly simple “secret” of Society Shaping, ask yourself this question: “How did I really come to ‘know’ what I think I know?”
Mike King, realnewsandhistory.com
Read 23 Skiddoo: Way Back Beyond Across the Stars (2016) and see if you might just figure this whole mess out for yourself. Go to: https://www.wymanwicket.com/book
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