The patest issue of Wired magazine is the 'Ideas Issue'; they look at probable developments in society and technology over the short and longer term. Mostly this is in the field of communications media and the exciting new avenues for sharing pictures of your cat with the world which will soon open up. I have to say I found reading all of this a bit intimidating. Just when I've come to terms with one set of technology a whole bunch more comes along and invalidates everything I've just learned. When I were a lad, I found myself thinking, we made do with two tin cans and a bit of string to talk to our friends. Kids today. Eeh. They don't know how lucky they are. Tchah!.
I then stopped myself with the awful realisation that I have finally started sounding like my dad.
It struck me, though, why teenagers always seem so okay with new technology when most of the rest of us constantly feel like we're running to keep up - it's because when you're 14 you're seeing all this for the first time, but as you age you have to forget and learn anew every couple of years or so and it's not that you cannot do it, it's that you just really can't be arsed. A new iPhone? Why care? There'll be the next gadget du jour along in a week, so why develop a skill which is soon to be obsolescent?
It's this mindset, expanded, which is what makes people get old.
The world changes, and it's really tempting to become dogmatic about it; to rail against changes rather than adapt to them. It's like a couple of years ago when I sulked and stamped my foot and said I'd not go and visit the US again because of their overly complex and prescriptive immigration rules; obviously, as an attitude on my part, this was foolish as it displayed unadaptive thought patterns. Rather than complaining about things which one cannot change, it is better to change behaviours. It's better to learn new skills, even ones of short-term use, as they make the brain forge new connections and that increase in plasticity helps delay neural degredation and the resultant dribbling and incontinence.
Anyway, this post is more of a reminder to myself than anyone else, but I'll cap it with a question: What do you complain about, when really you'd be better off just changing what you do?
I then stopped myself with the awful realisation that I have finally started sounding like my dad.
It struck me, though, why teenagers always seem so okay with new technology when most of the rest of us constantly feel like we're running to keep up - it's because when you're 14 you're seeing all this for the first time, but as you age you have to forget and learn anew every couple of years or so and it's not that you cannot do it, it's that you just really can't be arsed. A new iPhone? Why care? There'll be the next gadget du jour along in a week, so why develop a skill which is soon to be obsolescent?
It's this mindset, expanded, which is what makes people get old.
The world changes, and it's really tempting to become dogmatic about it; to rail against changes rather than adapt to them. It's like a couple of years ago when I sulked and stamped my foot and said I'd not go and visit the US again because of their overly complex and prescriptive immigration rules; obviously, as an attitude on my part, this was foolish as it displayed unadaptive thought patterns. Rather than complaining about things which one cannot change, it is better to change behaviours. It's better to learn new skills, even ones of short-term use, as they make the brain forge new connections and that increase in plasticity helps delay neural degredation and the resultant dribbling and incontinence.
Anyway, this post is more of a reminder to myself than anyone else, but I'll cap it with a question: What do you complain about, when really you'd be better off just changing what you do?
no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 11:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 11:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 11:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 11:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 11:57 am (UTC)I could have said that without bringing up transhumanism at all, thinking about it.
no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:01 pm (UTC)Transhumanism per se, however, always struck me as unconvincing in its predictions for the same reason all those 1950's predictions that we'd have limitless free electricity from the miracle of nuclear power by the faraway year of 2000 turned out to be wrong.
no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:15 pm (UTC)H
no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:17 pm (UTC)Eeeh, it's a miracle of adaption. Or it would be if we didn't live in the middle ages in our house.
no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:29 pm (UTC)H
no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:33 pm (UTC)The amazing future of my childhood was about two years ago (sans jetpacks and flying cars), and in retrospect it seems pretty unambitious. I've got no desire to have my head cryonically frozen after I die on the offchance of that shiny robot body, but I am totally prepared to see the world change into something largely unrecognisable in the next few decades.
I don't see how I can lose this bet, particularly with the work digital camera to hand
Date: 2009-11-18 12:36 pm (UTC)H
no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:37 pm (UTC)Things change. They always have. The mechanisms of change have themselves changed in our era, but beyond that, change is still consistent.
Re: I don't see how I can lose this bet, particularly with the work digital camera to hand
Date: 2009-11-18 12:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:46 pm (UTC)H
no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 01:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 01:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 01:12 pm (UTC)True.
no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 02:44 pm (UTC)With regards to the technology gap, I love new gadgets that make my life easier or more fun. Lots of them do. As an IT generalist, I pick up most concepts pretty easily, but often I just don't see the point any more. HD TV, can't be bothered. SD is good enough. Windows 7, err I'm quite happy with the previous version. I would like a newer Ipod mind... one thats not out yet.
As to not accepting the worlds changes, if they are not to your benifit why accept them. I choose not to internationally travel. There are loads of reasons for that.
I get very claustrophobic on planes.
Its bad for the environment.
Its expensive to go along way.
I'd rather travel around the UK more, I hadly have the time for that now.
The US immegration rules are very horrible. I'd rather not. You argument about people growing old and becoming set in their ways is right, but I disagree that striving to accept what the latest and greatest thing is what you need to do. My late grandmother became old, but she retained her marbles right up till the end, I suspect though constant reading of various historical book and newspapers, keeping up with the quite extended family and daily crosswords. She was a complete technophobe though, the CD player being just about beyond her, prefereing to use her records.
Keeping your mind active has got to be good. How you do it is up to you. I feel for example the fact that I can't be bothered to use Twitter, not an example of my ludite heritage, but a choice I've made that I would rather not.
no subject
Date: 2009-11-19 12:05 am (UTC)I think one of the earliest Sumerian cuneiform texts refers to the degenerate youth of today; it's just that the old stratified diffusion has speeded up a bit, so that instead of Grandad having to work his socks off so your Dad can get into the Grammar and you can become a Doctor, you can now go for the Crack Dealer/ X Factor contestant career option. That said a lot of Free born Romans volunteered for Gladiator school.
Suspicion is that we haven't changed much in the 20,000 years that homo sapiens sapiens have been about. Maybe Darwinsim can take us no further than us, we just keep coming up with new toys to play with.
D
Or the Revolutionary alternative
Or you could indeed change them to suit your needs.
I was reminded of this during a recent trip to Washington DC. Finding I had a bit of time before my departure, I nipped over to the airport bar for a wee pint of something local. Finding the poor lighting and loud sporting event on TV sufficiently distracting from deciphering the local grog on tap next to the Samuel Adams, I told the Ethiopian barkeep that I "wanted a pint from the tap next to the Sam Adams."
Deafened by the television, he stated a confirmation, "Sam Adams" and moved off to fill the order.
Dismayed that he got the order wrong, I yelled down the bar, "No, the one next to the Sam Adams." And tried several more clarifications in monologuish conversation.
This elicited stares of recrimination from the other patrons, who were shaken from there Crackberry-enabled distraction from the noisy television broadcast by my oral correction.
Call me simplistic, but I thought the basic function of a bar was bringing patron and their alcoholic beverage in harmonious union...at least until Nature Calls. Here was a blatantly dysfunctional bar design, and every person in that bar lacked the courage to request or force the most distractive element (from the core function of the bar), the television, to be switched off.
Foucault would be nodding sagely at this, I'm sure.