This blog is based on two sources:
- Hitchhikers guide to the Galaxy, while I have never read it a friend was telling me about this part where there is a planet that had three classes. There were people that made things and had practical skills, and there were the visionaries that dreamed of how to live, then there were the middle managers that dealt with papers, a very sustainable industry in the sense that they were self supporting, one application could last for years traveling through hundreds of hands and creating numerous jobs. Well, this planet decided to round up all of these people and exile them, well these people found the planet earth and decided to settle.
- Canadians consume to most coffee per capita.
I think coffee consumption is a good indicator of the quality of life in a country. I say this because I was at work and was not exactly riveted by the subject matter – which I don’t really understand because it is quite interesting (but maybe what I find interesting isn’t really that interesting). I think it isn’t that interesting because it doesn’t express anything about me, there is no personal investment, I am working for someone else, not for myself. This isn’t selfish because there is the difference between working for someone else and doing my work that benefits someone else. I guess my work benefits my boss, but is my work really matter to him, or is it just job creation? How many other people ask this question? How many jobs are created just to have jobs?
I remember a story about homeless people having to separate black and brown grain for 8 hours a day to get food to eat. At the end of the day the person who provided the food would mix all the separated grains into one pile so that there would be work for the next day. Is this situation really much different than my job? How many people spend their working life categorizing different things? How many people write reports re-organizing information in previous reports and soon become sources for later reports? The endless re-organization of information, is it all that different? No wonder people are addicted to coffee, we need it to survive the monotony.
Welcome to the information age. With the rise of the complex society there are people that make decisions that affect the lives of millions of people (and billions in India and China). These people need information to make the decisions. This information has to be organized to see things in one way, and re-organized to see things in another way, so I do understand the importance of “separating the black and brown grain” but at the end of the day, there is still the haunting feeling that all I am doing is re-organizing information, regardless of how important it might be.
Maybe society doesn’t have to be supported by 1/3 of the population who has to be bureaucrats. What would happen if we organized on a local level? There would still be a need for information, but maybe the one organizer of the small town could get the whole picture himself, and be able to make decisions that make sense for the people of that community. But…would it end up being a third of the population anyway?
I am not advocating anarchy, but asking the question: Does society need bean counters?
Think of all the people that work at stats Canada. All they do is organize information that informs a lot of decisions. It is important to the workings of a modern society, but man is it soul killing. So the question is, is there people that are really interested in stats? Or is it something that they tell themselves they are interested in to survive and drink a lot of coffee to stay interested in?
It is this phenomena that I have experienced where I will get really (emotionally) excited when I hear about the topic and am discussing it, then once I start my heart beat slows right down and I fall asleep. The experience reminds me of doublethink from 1984 by Orwell. Coffee is our mood control, it keeps us excited and we can chemically support the process of doublethink (telling ourselves we are excited and passionate about something that we aren’t really passionate and excited about, but still believing we are).
If we get excited and passionate about something, how do we know we aren’t really if all the signs are there? Well, that is what this blog is all about, the phenomena of interesting things being really boring.
This is an internal disconnection; it makes us anxious, irritable, and entertainment seeking. It leads to the question, what am I really excited about, who am I and how can I express that person?
Well, good luck with that