The notion of dead matter, of entropy, of empty space and time, that have haunted ontology since the time of Descartes and Newton are ultimately incorrect, for they rest on a false division between mind and matter.... Once you have hypostatised bare extension in space and time, the container of space and time as pre-existing and predetermining the things within it, you have rendered it impossible to place living things back into that abstraction.
From a later chapter, a direct quote from Maurice Merleau-Ponty:
]]>It is not a matter of having to choose between determinism on the one hand and absolute freedom on the other because we are neither things nor pure consciousnesses but instead, incarnate subjectivities inhering in a situation which we assumed and modify.
]]>Is man now in the process of adapting to an environment too complex or too restricted for his present physical or mental equipment? Is he in the process of becoming something capable of dealing with an environment which is, itself, only beginning to shape and which the force of life is sensing? The first attempts at shaping birds probably produced creatures which looked like poorly adapted lizards. Other lizards, observing their queer cousins, must have shaken their heads sadly and wondered if the world of lizards were falling apart at the seams. I shall prepare men for a changing universe, says the river of life, so that he may be able to live in it. In the process of experimenting to develop new man, I shall make more than one mistake.
In a way the men's is more breathtaking. But slower is better sometimes because you can see better. The men also crash into each other more, kind of dart around, fall more, foul each other more because they're just bigger, moving faster, and more aggressive. So the men's game is more choppy and the women's is more smooth.
And some music. In doing research for my eventual 60s playlist, I found this great Spotify playlist, Seriously 60s, under three hours and full of good obscurities. My favorite so far is Fifty Foot Hose - Rose. In 1967, this band was years ahead of their time in combining guitar jamming and electronics.
]]>There are many things to take from this story -- about beginner's mind, the diversity of human experience, and the interoperability of language. But what stood out to me most was two opposing lessons about shared protocols and modularity. Tomás' experiment failed. It failed because each amateur cartographer injected their own methodology and process, resulting in incompatible maps. But in another sense, Tomás succeeded. Sure, maybe this collection of artifacts would be useless for military strategy or commerce, but on the other hand... LOOK AT THESE MAPS, THESE MAPS RULE. Imagining a world in which Tomás successfully imposed a protocol and stripped these maps of their individuality feels... tragic? Dystopian?
I'm obsessed with this story because it gets at a dynamic embedded within everything designed that we rarely think about. Once you notice it, it is present in almost every conversation, at every aperture and zoom level: modularity is inversely correlated to expressiveness.
There's more discussion in the Hacker News thread. By the way, the original piece says "18th century" which I changed to "1700s" because Let's stop counting centuries.
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