Christmas Holiday in Utah

As I look out of the window toward the mountains that tower behind my home, I shuddered a bit. Not five kilometers from my house the snow depth is over three meters. The wind is gusting to 80 miles per hour and the wind chill is ranging between -20 and -40 degrees (Fahrenheit). If one stands in the mouth of the canyon, you can observe multiple avalanches cascading down the narrow chutes of the surrounding peaks. Elsewhere in the Salt Lake Valley, the roads are sheet ice, with hundreds of accidents including fatal crashes of 16-wheel Semi-trucks with fuel-efficient Japanese cars made of Aluminum foil and silly putty. Altogether, it’s a good day to sit inside my house sipping a few shots of Jack Daniels. It is still being warmed by my furnace powered by natural gas, and the electricity is still on (unlike thousands in Salt Lake City and its adjacent bedroom communities).

My brother gave me a Christmas gift: A set of snow tires for my new car that grip the road like the suckers on an Octopus, but I’m too chicken to try them out and go to the health club for my daily two mile jaunt around the track, followed by a luxurious soak in the hot tub and steam room. Life is good for me, and I know that I am very lucky. I weep for the wildlife near my home that are dying as I write this. The gentle Mule Deer, Moose, Elk, Mountain Goats and the Cougars that feed on them; the Coyotes that sing me to sleep at night, and all the rest that do not hibernate are now starving and freezing to death. I realize that I have also been gifted with a fortuitous accident of birth and circumstance. I could just as easily be in Syria, Iraq, Somalia, or the Ukraine dodging bullets; or watching my family be slaughtered by Islamic nutcases and foreigners drawn to the prospect of unlimited rape, enslavement, and pillage without consequence. I close my eyes and think of more pleasant things like my addiction to fly fishing for Trout and Salmon. But even this can have unpleasant surprises: 

 

Don’t look back; something might be gaining on you!

 

Fear & Loathing & Love

 

While the weasels in North Korea and the Middle East attempt to rip the soft underbelly of America, you have to ask, “Is love enough?” According to John Lennon, Rod McKuen, Omar Khayyam, Walter Benton, and most organized religions, it is. Unfortunately, one of the cherished illusions of most Americans was shattered in the aftermath of the 9/11 attack: That the world loved us and that the ‘Beacon of Freedom’ as represented by American society and its value system was admired by all. Events have demonstrated that in fact, the United States is envied and viewed with fear& loathing, even by many of our so-called allies.

What has given rise to this simmering resentment? Americans are arguably the most giving and generous people on the planet. Since World War 1, the United States has attempted to feed and clothe the world, rebuild shattered societies, free the oppressed, and has generally mucked about in other people’s business; all in the interest of spreading ‘Freedom’ and promulgating the ‘Dignity of Man’ and ‘Human Rights’. It is true that many of these efforts have been self-serving: Some to relieve the guilt of consuming 70% of the world’s resources, some to promote political stability, allowing ‘Big Business’ to increase shareholder value in an economic system based on ever-increasing consumption, and some to enable more effective missionary work by the various religious factions. But most have been a result of genuine empathy with the plight of others less fortunate, as felt by the fat and happy average U.S. citizen.

Yet, most people capable of critical thinking recognize that economic expansion based on population growth and consumer economics cannot be sustained for long. We are drowning in our own wastes. The very air is becoming unfit to breathe, the semantically loaded phrase ‘Global Warming’ (more properly described as climate change), and population density are steadily eroding the freedoms we seek to protect. Our vaunted technologies, especially in medicine, have allowed populations in third-world countries to explode, giving rise to the horrific images that we see in the media of starving children in Africa. Add to this the regrettable behavior of ‘primitive’ societies that have adopted the advanced technologies of destruction offered by the arms dealers of the ‘civilized world’, without evolving the social responsibility and infrastructure required for control of such weapon systems, and we have a recipe for disaster. As the 21st Century gets underway, our choices have become stark: Either we become a space-faring species that utilizes the vast resources of the solar system to continue our expansionist ways, or we totally revamp our place in the world’s biota; that is, we reduce our population to a sustainable level, and confine ourselves to an ecological niche that allows for coexistence with the other species that inhabit our little planet (the Spaceship Earth concept).

While the former choice seems to me the most logical, the latter also bears some careful scrutiny. The most successful human social system appears to have been the tribal society. For tens of thousands of years, humans have lived and thrived in such systems, albeit with internecine warfare brought about by the clash of ideas and the struggle for resources. Historically, tribal societies do not allow for much in the way of individual freedom. Rigid social control is the norm, and no tolerance is given to the lazy, greedy, or otherwise deranged among its members. Any infraction is quickly dealt with: death or banishment (another form of death). Yet such societies offer great benefits. All members of the tribe are ‘Fathers’ and ‘Mothers’ to the children, ‘Ownership’ of goods and property is a very flexible term, based on local conditions, and no one is left alone to suffer from adversity or afflictions.

It occurs to me that with our prowess in the physical sciences, and knowledge derived in anthropology, sociology, archeology, neuroscience, and other social sciences, we can evolve a social system that takes advantage of the benefits of tribal living while allowing the expression of individual differences and innovations that lead to ever-improving lifestyles. In such a system, giving, sharing, and love of our fellow man can become the norm. It’s not a bad way to go either. The only problem is that sooner or later, such a society may become stagnant. It is beyond my limited understanding of things to see past this dilemma. But regardless of which direction we choose, I believe in love as the ultimate solution: In love of self, love of truth, and love of others lays our ultimate salvation. Mankind no longer has the luxury of time. We must build a truly loving society that cherishes the individual as well as the masses, and more importantly, other species. And we must learn to take responsibility for our actions, both as individuals and as a society. We can do this without recourse to religion, representative democracy, socialism, or other current forms of organized social control. Happy Holidays everyone!

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Oil on canvas by Fredrick Remington

 

 

Things will settle down when we become machines

As I approach the end of my time here on Earth; a natural dissolution of mind and body that I no longer fear, my thoughts today revolve around a long-time friend’s birthday next week and the fact that he is one of the few remaining friends I have that are still living. Neither he nor I can change the inevitable; however, had we been born a few decades later, we might have been able to witness the amazing transformation of humans into…..something else.I see this transformation as inevitable. It is clear to me that after 10,000 generations of Homo Sapiens, we know nearly all there is to know about biological intelligence; its beginnings in prehistoric times, and its limitations for future evolution, a ‘next year’s model of Man’. I won’t go into all of the tedious arguments in support of this thesis, and instead, will get down to the nitty-gritty: we are at the end-times for further evolution of our particular design. As an example, there is much talk about ‘personal immortality’, and electronically augmented brains with memory expansion, computational ability, and perceptions of our external environment enhanced by ‘plug & play’ peripherals that do such things as extend our visual perception to span the entire electromagnetic spectrum and so forth; all to occur within the next 30 years. The problem with this process proceeding very far involves fundamental physics: thermal dissipation of energy within the brain, slow-speed neural connections interfaced to ultra high-speed peripherals, and energy production and management in this enhanced human body.

It will soon become clear to future engineers that the biological support platform of the human body will frustrate their dreams of long-term growth and enhancement of a new man-machine composite. This will occur at about the same time that we give up our dreams of supporting a gigantic human population on a world so fragile that it quit being able to continuously support our human population about three hundred years ago. As the last gasp of humans to repeal climate change (a nice way of saying learning to live within our waste products) occurs near the end of this century, we will, in desperation, replicate ourselves as machines that can function in any conceivable environment, capable of utilizing any handy or convenient source of power. We will no longer be confined to consuming the other biological entities on the planet for energy, and needing to breathe unpolluted air, and consume unpolluted water. We won’t be robots, but we won’t be human as we know it today.

And, as we expand into the universe, we can do it at our leisure; no longer frantically searching for faster-than-light modes of transportation, or bouncing along through wormholes, even if we learn to create them. We will be biologically-enhanced electromechanical devices that enjoy drinking wine and having sex, that never get sick or break down, and retain a sense of humor while dodging space junk at 500 miles per second in our mule-like spaceships. I am convinced that all of this will transpire within the next two hundred years.

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