In terms of our knowledge and ability to pass that knowledge on to the next generation, I think we are living in a new dark age.
Most people would say.
“We never knew more than we do today.”
Perhaps these people didn’t think there was more knowledge circulating today than ever before, but it’s never been so difficult to filter that knowledge out of the cloud.
Traditionally, we filter knowledge through experts – old people with a lot of experience.But today, young people bypass these experts and decide what they think is true based on what they “like.”
Look at this guy, Frolly.He has an excellent overview of geosciences because he has studied them all his life. When he sees what the young people in the media are telling everyone about how the planet works, he is horrified.
He certainly takes time to make his case, and what is sad is that most young people today do not have the patience to follow his arguments.Their attention span was permanently damaged by their entertainment devices. While previous generations were conditioned to see a slow, calm presentation as evidence of careful, trustworthy thinking, today someone with a manic, energetic and confident style of presentation is more likely to be believed.
I look around and see young men with access to simulation tools on supercomputers telling old men that their old ways of recognizing things by studying data are outdated.We should simply rely on what the supercomputer tells us, even though it has never shown predictive power. When I see this collapse of the scientific method, I know that we are in a very dark age, in which the signal of knowledge is buried in all the noise of young people on the Internet.
As the Internet flattened the hierarchies with which we found out what is true and what is wrong, Groupthink began to determine the truth of things.While Orwell imagined that the thought police (moderators) would enforce the deception, we now know that deception is enforced by the fear of each individual not to be with the step that is popular.
For example, it is currently absolutely criminal to criticise what ‘climate scientists all agree on’, and it is not necessary for the thought police to enforce the uniformity of faith, as we ourselves do this through our virtue signs on the Internet. Force.With these fear-driven, virtuous signal posts, we make so much noise that the debate is quickly extinguished.
“How can you not be afraid that the world will go down because we are all so evil with our carbon-producing methods!?”
“Are we really smart enough to understand and control our impact?What if carbon is not what we should be worried about? What if we focus on it and ignore something more important? “
‘I’m too busy to think about the details, but I think you’re probably stupid not to believe what everyone else believes.’
For me, it was a process to realize how rare there are really smart people in the world to grow up.I think every single person has the ability to be smart, but smart people are rare because we’re all conditioned to be so busy that we don’t have time to really think. Constant distractions and the quest to survive or reach the next stage of video game make thinking impossible.
Yesterday I saw a video of a group of people on a subway singing along with a Boys2Men song from the 1990s – The End of the Road.Everyone smiled and enjoyed the sense of community that the group brought.
The song had a really simple melody, but every single voice I heard was so deaf that the result was noise.
I couldn’t believe it.Something has happened to our culture and our spirit that is doing damage to a degree that I can hardly believe. It is not normal for so many people to be deaf. Were they poisoned by a physical substance or by television or smartphones? This is the secret of our dark age, and until we uncover it, Things, I believe, become darker.
I have thought about how the noise of our dark age can be explained by the development of music.It’s a kind of zooming in, starting with the beginning of enlightenment, when music was all about it. It was epic and showed the world as a whole. Then the romance began and the music sang the songs of the individual soul. The joy, the despair, the mood streams flowed into rousing melodies. Then the world wars began, and the music focused even more on syncopated clicks of the keys that showed the zips and zaps of the currents that scientists reported flowing into our heads. The meaning could not be deciphered, but showed an aspect of our self. After the world wars, the music grew louder. If you take the words away, you have the popping and roaring sounds, the rock and the role of abstraction, which have become a pulsating heartbeat of electronica and a cacophony of white noise. This is the song of our dark age, but there are clues to a new enlightenment. We will eventually emerge from an intellectual bottleneck that selects new, epic songs to describe the world as a whole.