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Stiffen your sinews if you hear this one.  
Stiffen your sinews if you hear this one.  


So the strangest thing about the “this time it's different” crowd is how closely it maps to people who believe in a [[determinist]], [[algorithm]]ic recurring, predictable universe of the kind where things definitively will ''not'' be different.
So the strangest thing about the “this time it's different” crowd is how closely it maps to people who believe in a [[determinism|determinist]], [[algorithm]]ic recurring, predictable universe of the kind where things definitively will ''not'' be different.


All the data piling up, pointing determinedly backward as it does, reviewing the the universe in its rear view mirror as the great agglomeration of everything that has already happened, including every fuck up, surely should tell you, if it tells you anything at all, that there will be fun cups. People will be disappointed. People will lose money. The universe will not be solved. For however measly and niggardly and useless the data is comma as a tiny proportion of all the possible data out there in the universe comic the one thing it tells us with sparkling water clarity is that things will fail every time. So isn't there you richest of irony that millenarian, futurologist, thought leaders combo and data pioneers all somehow managed to extrapolate from a catalogue of resounding failures that each forward plan for each new fangled idea is certain success.
All the [[data]] piling up, pointing determinedly backward as it does, viewing the the unfolding universe in its rear-view mirror as the great agglomeration of instantly stale information we collect about everything that has already happened necessarily is, including as it does every fuck-up, ''surely'' should tell you, if it tells you ''anything'' at all, that ''there will be fuck-ups''.  
 
People will be disappointed. People ''will lose money'', in distressingly predictable ways. The universe will ''not'' be suddenly better disposed to the same wilful, wistful, misty-eyed optimism that it has hitherto crushed. For, however measly, niggardly and useless our data is, however infinitesimally tiny a subset it is of ''all possible data, in all times, all places and all dimensions , anywhere in the total space-time of our multi-hued universe, the ''one thing'' it tells us, the single inference we can, with sparkling clarity, draw is that there will be fuck-ups''.  
 
So isn’t it the richest of dyspeptic ironies that these millenarian, futurologist, reductionist thought-leaders, data pioneers all, somehow manage to extrapolate from this catalogue of resounding woe, that the forward plan for this new fangled-idea is ''different ''.
 
No?


A laundry list of times everyone agreed it was different, but it wasn’t:
A laundry list of times everyone agreed it was different, but it wasn’t:

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