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Ding Dong! Democracy is dead!

Saturday, April 13th, 2013

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I’m told over a million people marched through London demonstrating against the Iraq war. The war went ahead. The peoples’ voice was ignored.

In the same way, a song has been chosen by a certain group of people in Britain to express their opinion about the death of a former Prime Minister. What these people want to do is to buy as many copies of this song (but the profits go where?) as it takes to force it into a position on a national music chart. By doing so, the BBC will be obliged to play it. This will be a huge joke on the part of the song buyers and a huge embarrassment on the part of the establishment. The important point to stress here is that the BBC will be forced to play the song.

Except they won’t. This is the lie of democracy. In exactly the same way that the Greek people were denied their right to democracy and vote against austerity measures, the people of Britain are being denied freedom of expression because those in power have arbitrarily decided against it.

Again, the important word here is arbitrarily; just as the rule of law has to be applied across the board for it to work, any set of rules has to be respected by all parties otherwise the game is rigged.

And the game is rigged. Just look at the banking frauds. The law is not being applied evenly, in fact, not at all, in the banking sector. It even allows former banking chiefs to judge themselves and impose their own punishment (if they choose to). But even this is not enough for some bankers, they want to change the law retrospectively so that there is absolutely no chance of them being brought to account.

If the ruling regime can make the rules up as they go along then democracy is a sham and it is impossible for the ruled to ever exert their will.

Robbin’ ‘Hoods – stealing from the poor, giving to the rich.

Tuesday, July 17th, 2012

Anyone who has bank savings in this country is currently losing money. The interest rates paid on savings can barely keep up with inflation and with public services being cut all the time because of the government having to bail out the banks, those savings will become more important than ever in the bleak future. And the miserly interest rates offered by the banks have to be begged for by the customers every year. If you don’t pay your respects to the mighty barons of the land at least once every year and go cap in hand to them they cut your interest rate to virtually zero.

It was on such a servile visit to a bank that I was subject to yet more scorn and derision. Not content with having me waste my time every year by forcing me to visit their church of money, they then decide to take advantage of the situation by attempting to blackmail me, emotionally at least.

The foot soldier from the bank (I know he’s just doing what he’s told) explained to me the scheme they had attached to their savings accounts. At the end of each year when the interest is calculated I could elect to round down the figure to the nearest pound and whatever pence is left would go to some charity that I had to choose from some list that they had… I had stopped listening to this outrageous nonsense as I tried to comprehend what this prison guard was trying to get me to sign.

This was a bank. Through such models as fractional reserve banking, only an idiot could fail to make money with a bank. Through their position of privilege and power the banks got too cocky and lost their depositors money thereby requiring the taxpayer to foot the bill. They have since caused job losses, house repossessions and cuts to public services for the most needy in our society. As a reward for such despicable work, they continue to award themselves huge bonuses and maintain that they are the best people to do the job. These people are scum. To then pretend that they have ‘charitable’ inclinations is a lie that beggars belief. Note also, that the charitable scheme required the depositor to make the donation (yet again) whilst the bank contributed nothing (nay, the bank clearly thought it profited from positive PR it thought it was spinning).

Slightly shell shocked and in a tone of voice that suggested I had been tortured for hours but still clung to a vision of reality that made some sense, I declined his heretical document of moral turpitude.

It was only afterwards when I reflected on the sheer hypocrisy of the idea that I became aware of its boldness…

“If you tell a big enough lie and tell it frequently enough, it will be believed”. Adolf Hitler.

What have we become?

Networking problem

Monday, June 25th, 2012

Equipment used:
HP Photosmart 7510 (wireless print)
Apple TV (3rd generation)
iPad 3

Intention: to wirelessly mirror the iPad screen on a TV and to wirelessly print files created on the iPad.

The equipment was set up and tested on a home broadband network which was password protected. It all worked perfectly.

At the exhibition venue, the equipment was tested before the event. Their wireless network required a browser to open a splash page which then asked for a username and password. The Apple TV found the network but didn’t ask for a username or password. Similarly, the printer found the network but didn’t ask for a username or password. The iPad found the network and did enter a username and password through a browser. However, none of the equipment could see each other and no amount of configuration helped.

The next morning the equipment was tested again as per the night before and this time, for whatever reason, they could all see each other. For a period of about an hour the wireless connection held. Then I wandered about fifteen to twenty metres away from the Apple TV and printer. When I tried to print a file from the iPad the button was greyed out and I discovered that I had lost all connection with the other two pieces of equipment. No further connection could be established wirelessly no matter what was tried (including attaching an ethernet cable from the network to the Apple TV).

When I returned home all the equipment worked perfectly again using the home wi-fi network.

Explanations given;
1. The printer and Apple TV need static IP addresses.
2. An ethernet cable should be supplied to the stand which then plugs into our own wireless router. The iPad, Apple TV and printer are then connected to that routers network (this would avoid issues involving several routers creating one large network in a venue).
3. Faulty equipment. Forums reveal that Apple TV (3rd generation) is completely unreliable and that the Photosmart 7510 model of printer is equally unreliable for its wi-fi connection.
4. Wi-fi is too complex to guarantee any sort of success in varying situations.

Any confirmation of the above explanations welcome!

The thin edge of technology

Friday, June 15th, 2012

It’s a shocking revelation to discover just how thin our atmosphere is when compared to other distances but because we are immersed in it constantly, we take it for granted and intuitively imagine that its influence extends well beyond  the reality.

It’s the same with technology. Because we use technology every day we unconsciously perceive it as all powerful, indispensable, unquestionable. However, the truth reveals the incredibly thin edge of technology.

Here is an example. I was an early adopter of satnav technology. I was an early adopter because of my needs; physically finding unknown addresses throughout the country. The new technology, with its amazing background of satellites and triangulation, allowed me to find an address without much research. The biggest benefit however was when I was stuck in a traffic jam—a few taps on the screen and an alternative route was immediately planned. I could leave the traffic jam and easily negotiate roads around it. In the atmosphere analogy, I was breathing whilst everyone else in the traffic jam was struggling for breath.

Then the inevitable happened, as technology becomes cheap enough and reliable enough, more and more people use it. Today, satnav is everywhere—phones, tablets, stand alone devices… If I get caught in a traffic jam now, I can guarantee that any alternative route planned will be duplicated across thousands of other satnavs in similar cars caught in the same jam and the congestion will merely get spread across a larger area. Any advantage I had as an early adopter is gone and we’re all back to the position before we started.

Similarly, if a government develops the ultimate weapon, for a short time, it has to be respected and obeyed. Once other governments develop their own ultimate weapons, a stalemate is achieved and no one dares use their ultimate weapon. As a result, older technologies have to be employed such as tanks and artillery. The progress is backwards, not forwards.

So the benefits of technology are conferred to the few and are short lived.

I accept that it could be argued that the original benefit of satnavs is still there: finding an address with ease. But my point is that we become accustomed to that ease and we default to an automatic assumption about how life is lived. The car and the satnav are no longer amazing achievements in human ingenuity, they’re simply a means of getting to work and back. Imagine not having any shoes. Sure, it would be tough adjusting to the absence of that particular technology but we managed for millions of years without them and we can do so again.

There is a myth about technology that I’m only just beginning to deconstruct.

Will someone please think of the children…

Friday, February 3rd, 2012

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Recently, my daughter brought home a slip of paper given to her by the primary school that she attends. It was a ticket for a charity fund raising scheme at the school. On the top of the ticket was embazened a full colour logo of the ’sponsor’ of the event. This was a huge American doughnut company that can’t even spell correctly. The ticket invited parents to pre-order a doughnut for their child and on a certain date, on school premises, the children would buy and then eat the doughnut. That was it. That was the charity scheme.

The last time I looked at the school’s letterhead, it had a healthy schools logo on it. What does that logo actually mean? Is the school required to do anything to earn this symbol?

As everyone knows, doughnuts are full of fat and sugar, that’s why they taste nice. But fat and sugar are everywhere in processed foods which is why we have an obesity problem and presumably, why a healthy schools initiative was implemented in the first place. To promote such a junk food in a primary school flies in the face of all the government’s health education efforts. What is going on?

But it gets worse. The doughnuts are intended to be sold to the children at below the retail price to make them more attractive. If the event is intended to collect money for charity (the ticket didn’t say which charity they would be supporting, but I’m guessing it won’t be Diabetes UK) then that means that the suppliers of the doughnuts must be practically giving them away. Why would a company do such a thing? Well, it might have something to do with gaining access to impressionable young minds and being able to brand into them their full colour logo as well as addicting their bodies to their fat and sugar products.

When I looked at the doughnut makers website, under a banner headline of ‘Everyone Wins’ they explained their fundraising schemes. I was horrified to discover that they actively facilitate these fund raising charity promotions in schools and are fully tooled up to ‘help out’ on a national basis. Why is this allowed to happen? Why is nobody up in arms about it and putting a stop to it?

Presumably, this means that ANY company that has the financial muscle to heavily discount some of its products, can have access to primary schools if their deal is tempting enough for anyone associated with the school—children or parents. This, dear reader, is the thin edge of the wedge.

How long before burger companies have stalls in schools at lunchtimes? How long before pharmaceutical companies realise it might be good business for them to get children to take home specially prepared flyers promoting their drugs to the parents; “Unruly child? Can’t sleep? Try our new Comatose Tablets for your ADHD little ones and Cloud9 anti depressants for yourself. Go on, treat yourself—it’s for charity!”

How long before an entire school is sponsored by a multinational like Dow Chemicals? Presumably, all that the school has to do is tag on a charity angle and any insidious implications of the relationship are rendered null and void.

But it’s just a doughnut, it’s only a bit of a treat, isn’t it?

No, it is not. I say again, it is the thin edge of a wedge. The hacking of celebrities ‘phones was just a bit of harmless gossip at first which sold newspapers. It is only when a murdered schoolgirl’s phone is hacked that the full thickness of the wedge is revealed as it is hammered painfully into our consciousness.

This practice needs to be stopped immediately before it becomes embedded into our schools. The multinationals already have an inordinate amount of influence over our lives. How much more influence do we want to give them?

Addendum: A follow up piece to this post has been written by Dan Ladds which is a must-read.

Letters of Note: To my old master

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

The link to this letter recently appeared in my twitter stream having been enthusiastically retweeted by many people. I read it and enjoyed its surprisingly modern sense of invective.

Then something about the letter kept nagging at me and I knew some things didn’t add up. As ever, in such cases, I thought through the imaginary story arc.

Firstly, amidst all the turmoil of the civil war aftermath, this emancipated slave, Jourdan, had moved away some five hundred miles from his former residence. How was his previous owner, Colonel Anderson, going to track down his address? Presumably, Jourdan, didn’t leave a forwarding address seeing as how Colonel Anderson once tried to shoot him. The other question is why would Colonel Anderson wanted to contact him in the first place? If it was just to offer him his old position of oppressed ’slave,’ how stupid did he think he was?

Unfortunately, we don’t see the original letter that Colonel Anderson wrote to Jourdan, so we’re not sure how he phrased this.

But let’s assume that somehow, Colonel Anderson’s letter found its way to Jourdan and that he considered Jourdan stupid. Being a slave, Jourdan would have more than likely been illiterate so writing him a letter would have been a waste of time. Presumably, there must have been a convention of ‘owners’ or employers reading letters to illiterate people.

So Jourdan gets the letter read out to him. He now knows his former owner (who once wanted to kill him) knows where he lives. Is he worried? No. Does he up-sticks and find somewhere else to hide himself? No. Instead he decides to dictate a sarcastic letter which will only serve to antogonise a powerful enemy.

As an emancipated slave, we can only assume, Jourdan’s pay does not go far, every cent will be precious to him and his family. He also probably works long hours. He would need to find the time, inclination and money to reply. I’m assuming he had to pay to have the letter transcribed for him by a literate person. Who would do this? Let’s assume a sympathetic educated person helped him out without pay (possibly the V. Winters mentioned in the letter).

The letter is dictated by someone who is clearly not stupid, so Colonel Anderson obviously didn’t know his slaves very well. Jourdan even has a grasp of finance as he demonstrates with his workings out of interest payments due on his back pay. Where did he get this knowledge when nearly all of his time would have been spent in the fields? Of course, whoever transcribed the letter could have suggested this line of attack, in which case, how much of the letter is consciously Jourdan’s and how much of it is the anonymous transcriber?

So the letter is completed and only needs posting. Presumably, this cost money. If every cent counted why would he spend money on a symbolic gesture?

My best guess is that his current employer (V. Winters?) did much of the composing of the letter and probably suggested the idea of asking for back pay with interest. He also paid for the postage if it ever got sent, because, finally, the letter had to get into the possession of the newspapers. How did they come across it? Was it kept by Colonel Anderson as a memento of an old slave full of spite and spunk ? Or was it deliberately held back by Jourdan and his helper to pass onto the newspapers as anti slave propaganda?

Sponsorship (Part 2)

Monday, January 30th, 2012

On a walk to school my daughter proudly announced that some children’s television presenter had finally reached the South Pole.

“Why did she go there?” I asked.

“For charity,” my daughter replied.

“For charity? You mean she was taking some unwanted clothes to a charity shop that stands on the South Pole?”

“No! She was collecting money for charity.”

“But nobody lives at the South Pole, how is she going to collect money from there?”

“No! She’s collecting the money when she gets back.”

“So let me see if I’ve got this right… This woman has spent a lot of money and used up many resources—equipment, fuel etc.—to undertake an essentially useless activity to raise money for charity?”

“It was a very brave thing to do, not everyone could do it.”

“Well, you’re right about that; not everyone could do it because they don’t get offered the opportunity from a television company. Most people have to work. But anyway, my point is this; she has already spent a large sum of money just getting to the South Pole—which is a useless activity, remember—so this money has to be deducted from the money she collects from her sponsors when she gets back, therefore the total is much reduced. But hey, I suppose the television presenter gets a personal buzz from doing something adventurous and it helps her television career no end. Oh, wait a minute, does that mean she is really doing it for herself and not for the people she is supposed to be collecting the money for? Which charity is she supporting, by the way?”

“I don’t know.”

“Hmm, that proves my point. You remember the television presenter and the useless activity but not the charity that it is all supposed to be about. Why didn’t she think to do an activity that would actually be of benefit to someone?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, why didn’t she get sponsorship to dig a well in Africa? And to make it ‘dangerous’ and ‘dramatic television’ she could do it by just using her teeth. There, that covers all the angles: it’s got jeopardy; it’s worthwhile; she gets even more famous in her career but more importantly, her activity actually produces something—a well. And the children will remember the stunt as being something about a well in Africa so maybe they’ll make the connection that clean water wells are needed in Africa. And of course, after she’s collected the money for completing this worthwhile stunt, she will have more money to build other wells. Doesn’t that make much more sense?”

“Well…”

“In fact, now that I think about it, the whole set up is a bit suspicious. How do we know that the collected money is going to the people who are supposed to be the recipients? How can we be sure that the money isn’t going to building some fancy new headquarters for some charity administrators? If they so enthusiastically support useless activities for raising funds then they could just as easily support useless activities in the spending of the money. No, I think it is far better to do charity work that is local and that you can see the benefits of…”

“Oh look, there’s Joely! Bye daddy!”

When two tribes go to war

Saturday, January 21st, 2012

This promotional video of the Frankie Goes to Hollywood song, Two Tribes, imagines the, then current, leaders of America and Russia slugging it out in a dusty ring. After I saw it, this ‘joke’ resonated with me for a long time as a dream of extreme democracy.

Here’s the dream.

If the leader of any country in the world had a particular beef with the leader from another country then instead of the usual stupidity of declaring war on the other country, they would be obliged to resolve the dispute personally in unarmed combat.

The fight would take place in a cage measuring fifteen feet by fifteen feet and the combatants would be completely naked. The bout would be televised and the full reality of war in all its disgusting, biting, scratching, hair-pulling, bloody depravity, would be visible for all to see. The winner of the contest (either a fight to the death or until one cried submission) would be deemed to have won the war and the people of the losing side would be obliged to give up their oil, nuclear weapons, terrorist activities or whatever.

Of course, if the people objected to losing the war, they could always refuse to participate and instead, put up memorials to their fallen leaders and have special commemorative days to celebrate their futile but honourable sacrifice for their overtly territorial and political ambitions. Then the people would carry on as normal.

Any elected leader of any country in the world would be obliged to abide by this convention, which would be enforced ruthlessly by the people of that country. Failure to abide by the convention would result in the leader being sent white feathers through the post by anonymous senders before they were humiliated in court and eventually imprisoned.

Imagine for a moment how such a reality would affect politics.

Firstly, you would deter the worst possible people who had the worst possible motives for wanting power. Secondly, the leaders of any country would have to be sure of their fitness, both in their physical condition and in their ability to think rationally. All political posturing in their rhetoric would have to be carefully considered in case their bluff is called and they are required to back up their words with physical force. You would end up with either a giant for a leader or a philosopher.

Either way, it’s got to be better than the system we have today.

The technological arms race intensifies on our roads

Monday, November 28th, 2011

Driving home from a caricature gig recently, the matrix signs on the motorway informed me that the road would be shut up ahead. As it was still early in the evening I knew it couldn’t be scheduled road works that was causing the road closure, as these generally happen at night, so it had to be an accident of some kind. This meant that it was unlikely that any diversion signs were in place to guide the hapless motorist. As I had SatNav capability, I wasn’t too worried, as I could calculate an alternative route quite easily when I was forced to leave the motorway.

As the traffic approached a junction, the drivers could see that the road up ahead had become a car park and many of them decided to turn off the motorway at the junction, rather than get caught in the queue. I did the same.

When it was safe to do so, I tapped into the SatNav and asked it to find an alternative route. This it did, although it turned out that it wasn’t really necessary to have the SatNav as all the other cars that had turned off the motorway were taking exactly the same route.

I realised, too late, that nearly everyone has SatNav these days and all the devices were going to find the same alternative route to rejoin the motorway at another junction after so many miles of a detour. It was as if the highways agency had actually put diversion signs in place and everyone was slavishly following them.

As we crawled down an A road that was heading into a large town and which was lined with shops I asked my SatNav to find yet another alternative route. Immediately it told me to turn left into a side street then turn right into another side street. This turned out to be a parallel road to the main A road that everyone was queuing in, but was deserted as it was a suburban street and wasn’t even a B road.

I quickly made my way into the town centre down this road that proved quite narrow in places due to the parked cars, but as it was free of moving traffic, I had no problem at all in getting past. Eventually I navigated through the town centre via a different A road, thereby missing all the motorway traffic jamming the obvious A road, and saving myself maybe thirty minutes on my journey time.

So the irony is this; many years ago, when I was one of the few people to have SatNav capability, I could easily escape a motorway queue and rejoin the motorway further along where there was no queue. Now that everyone has SatNav capability, this is no longer possible as everyone escapes the motorway queue, and merely forms another queue on a smaller A road. But I can still easily escape the traffic queue by deploying the technology yet again to second guess where everyone else will be going and asking it to find an alternative route to that route.

How long, I wonder, before others figure this out and create another problem for me to overcome? Will route programers add another option to the menu—’alternative route using the least likely alternative route used by other SatNav owners’?

The accelerating pace of change: 2

Tuesday, September 27th, 2011

Following on from Matt Edgar’s blog post, I have attempted to be more specific here in my arguments for the rate of change in our modern society as compared with previous eras.

The idea of accelerating pace of change is so prevalent in our culture that it is hard to imagine that it is an illusion. I brought the subject up with a web developer the other day and he vehemently confirmed what we already suspect by claiming that the very foundations of the industry in which he works are changing under his feet as he tries to build, it was simply impossible to keep up with the changes.

Matt has identified the major difficulty in the ‘accelerating pace of change’ argument; what are we comparing and how do we measure it? At first glance this would appear as fruitless as trying to compare the intensity of pain that people feel today with that felt by people from thousands of years ago. How could we know for sure unless we experienced pain ourselves from both eras?

Comparing historical time frames also becomes difficult as single spectacular events such as Mount Tambora or the French revolution distort the picture significantly in any snapshot of a lifetime. We need something more general and universal that we can extrapolate backwards from.

I believe a metric can be found in something that is of significance to all human beings throughout all of human history: weapons.

The accelerating pace of change in weapons technology

The accelerating pace of change in weapons technology

This graph demonstrates how the development of weapons has increased in frequency and complexity over time. It also demonstrates how each new development— from the Acheulean hand axe, to the nuclear bomb—produces a much greater potential for destruction (and therefore ‘change’) for any human experience.

Another example of accelerating pace of change is life itself. As the universe tends towards entropy over time, life charges in the opposite direction and produces more complex organisms over time. Look at the structure of a tree and you can immediately see how the organism develops from a single stem into more and more complex and diverse branches until the canopy edge is a profusion of activity. It is a logical extrapolation to imagine human culture following the same bifurcation.

Another excellent metric is to imagine how relevant our lifetime’s experiences will be to our children’s lifetime. If we were still hunter-gatherers then the knowledge we had acquired in our lifetime would still be relevant to our children and would be so for generations of children to come. Agriculture probably shortened the longevity of such wisdom from millennia to centuries as climate change occurred at irregular intervals. Until only a couple of generations ago, it was accepted that the son of a clerk would probably follow the occupation of his father and that that son would have a job for life. The daughter of the clerk would have got married, had children and stayed at home. So what knowledge can we pass onto our children today that they will find useful in twenty years time? I think we can safely say that only a fool would attempt to guess what the next ten years will bring, let alone a lifetime and that whatever it does bring, we can be sure that it will be unrecognizable to today’s youth.

Returning to my first example of the history of weapons, we get a clue as to what the major modern malaise is really about. One of the side effects of a nuclear bomb (which is sometimes more feared than the primary effect) is the Electromagnetic Pulse that would disable electronic devices and the data held on them. And here is the essence of what we are really talking about: information.

It is indeed true that human nature has changed very little over time and Isaac Newton would have gone to a coffee house to discuss business arrangements with colleagues, just as we do today. Except today, ordering a coffee takes a huge amount of time if you are new to the establishment and need to consider all the options. Presumably, Issac had two choices— to have a coffee or not. It is this option fatigue that people refer to most when they talk of the accelerating rate of change. Even in my lifetime, I have seen this exponential growth in information and choice.

Take the example of television. Once, just a few decades ago you bought a CRT black and white television with one or two channels available. Then, eventually you had the additional channel of commercial television. Technological advances then gave you the choice of colour sets instead of just monochrome. Today, you have a choice of three different technologies for the delivery of the picture—plasma, LCD and LED. And this is before you investigate whether you want 3D, Smart TV, HD Freeview, FreeSat, Sky and whatever else is available that I am not currently familiar with. Remember, we haven’t even got to the important part of deciding what actual content we want to watch from the thousands of possible channels on offer. The bewildering array of channels is daunting to begin with but once we do watch something then we see the paradox of all this content, of quality being traded for quantity. And no sooner have we familiarized ourselves with most of the controls and options on the new fangled TV then another type of holographic television replaces it requiring the acquisition of a whole new set of skills. One can’t imagine a worker on a farm from hundreds of years ago complaining that he’d only just got the hang of the horse drawn plough before something else comes along which entirely replaces it.

It is not so much the rate of change that we complain about or try to measure, as the amount of information we have to process and we have already reached information overload in modern times.

There is one other factor that lends credence to the idea of the accelerating rate of change, one that is deliberately designed to act as an accelerant to the phenomenon: consumerism.

Consumerism demands an accelerating pace of change even when there isn’t one. There are many products on the market that change from year to year not because there has been significant innovation in them but because they need to appear as if there has been to keep the consumers buying. Make and models appear and disappear at an increasing rate and more often than not, new models are not backwards compatible. Even in journalism, this constant recycling of apparently new ‘innovation’ is referred to as ‘churnalism’.

Matt does acknowledge this digital revolution, but that is precisely the point: transporting physical goods at five hundred miles per hour is the old way of doing things, digital transport happens at the speed of light and so more of it occurs.

Take the financial sector in London. They’re even building a super fast trans Atlantic cable so that the dealers in London can get a nanosecond advantage over their rivals. That’s the accelerating pace of change at work. And if we go back to our example of physical transport, the speed of shipping today probably is close to that of the steam age but the sheer quantity of shipping is many times that of previous centuries and the variety of goods that they bring is also multiplied many times.

Matt’s point about the influence of the media in all of this is crucial and significant. Yes, the media industry is going through turmoil currently as a direct result of this digital revolution, but the media is responsible for hosing the world with accelerant. The media has simply set fire to itself.

Here is my conclusion:

Human beings can only experience so many stimuli. In the past, these stimuli would have comprised of qualia from the natural world. The moon, stars and cycles of nature would have been very real to human experience. We have evolved in a symbiotic relationship with the natural world and learned to deal with it. But now, those of industry displace the experiences of nature and evolution doesn’t work at the same speed. I could go on about the exponential rise of depression in modern populations to prove my point, but I’ll leave that for another time.

The thing about the media and information overload, is that it separates us from purpose. The limitless information we now have access to is a universe away from the time when our only access to information might have been a bible, written in Latin. There is so much information that we spend too much time trying to comprehend it and not enough time considering what we want to do with it. In fact I would go so far to say than when people talk about the rate of change they are specifically referring to information—new legislation, new specifications for buildings, new ways of paying your bills etc. More of our time is taken up with processing information.

I agree wholeheartedly with Matt’s conclusion: the ramifications of resigned acceptance of overwhelming change are bad for society. The movers and shakers of this world are becoming fewer and the shaken, far more numerous. It is time to take a stand against the tyranny of learned helplessness and become the masters of our own destiny once again.