I remember when this kind of stuff used to make me feel better because I felt like it "wasn't just me". Now it makes me feel worse, because I realize that no-one will "come and save us".
I remember when this kind of stuff used to make me feel better because I felt like it "wasn't just me". Now it makes me feel worse, because I realize that no-one will "come and save us".
Life was really bad for me about 13 years ago, and that means it's easier to relate to other peoples' suffering now. People have practical needs - food, shelter, a little money - but need community even more.
Thanks to ambivalents pointing it out, I read the article, including Chekov's story of the little hammer. I also remembered UncleBob talking about code: "clean as you go" [1]. We can make the world a better place, but the solution isn't to pay someone else to do it professionally - we have to all take responsibility and fix our little parts of the world as we go along. We can also make it better by not only filing bug reports, but suggesting what to do instead. Then we'll all be saying "thank you" all the time!
Treating others in the way that we want to be treated (not how they treat us), dying to ourselves, and giving thanks - that's a message from someone who did "come and save us", our Savior. I'm not very good at following his instructions though >_<
I have a fairly long list of bug reports regarding reality, including suggestions of how things could be improved. Is there somewhere that I can file these such that they might get addressed, or at least considered?
When it's totally outside our control, we can always let the great Debugger know how things are going, and if there's a problem, ask to stop time and hack some solution in. We have to live with the consequences of that being answered though, so be careful what you pray for!
There is a neat end-of-file marker that works in most human languages though: "Amen."
When the Debugger stepped into human life, now that was something special, Immanuel. His name seems like the most logical name to talk to, because we can know Him personally.
Also, who are the people running the economy? I think it’s an emergent phenomenon of humans natural behavior, amplified by our current scale and low friction interconnectedness.
I don’t know. I assume there has to be at least some intended direction for them to be able to write comics about it, but I am just a peon in this system :)
Many of those rules are defined by a small group of people (laws), and a very important external factor (money) is directly influenced by central banks. These people decide pretty directly how much and into what types of investments money should go.
And that was about the definition of an isolated incident, or the exception that proves the rule.
So, I'm left wondering what your point is? You think utopia isn't something to strive for? We must accept our fate because of an isolated incident in a country that while much much better at taking care of its people than America is still far from actually a utopia?
Is that really helpful to the discussion ?
I'm curious: why do you believe this? Of course it's not a particularly uncommon belief, but I am interested in where it comes from.
Or, if it was intended more of a casual comment than an accurate prediction of the future, then I will simply ask for that: do you believe it is most likely that ~"no one will come and save us", and if so is a component of that belief based on a belief that ~it is not possible to save us?
That story relates it better than I can: https://www.rei.com/blog/climb/fun-scale
> the final thousand feet was horrifying—steep sugar snow that collapsed beneath our feet as we battled upward, unable to down-climb, and unable to find protection or anchors. On the summit, with the immaculate expanse of the range unfolding in every direction, Scott turned to me and said, in complete seriousness, “I want my mom so bad right now.”
I have this very same feeling now and then. I wonder if you and I are the only ones. Or, is this particular way (how we are feeling it) the only manner in which this......whatever it is manifests in reality? Or might this be some component, one among perhaps thousands of others (or even more, or maybe much less) that keeps humanity at this local maxima trajectory that seems (so they say) headed for some sort of major calamity, on more than one front.