Showing posts with label E.O. Wilson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label E.O. Wilson. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Don't Say You're Sorry


He predicted, I remember, that human slavery would come back, that it had in fact never gone away. He said that so many people wanted to come here because it was so easy to rob the poor people, who got absolutely no protections from the Government. He talked about bridges falling down and water mains breaking because of no maintenance. He talked about oils spills and radioactive waste and poisoned aquifers and looted banks and liquidated corporations. "And nobody ever gets punished for anything," he said. "Being an American means never having to say you're sorry."

Hocus Pocus. Written in 1990.


I know of two people that predicted the future.

Kurt Vonnegut and E.O. Wilson.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Trust...Falls Of Man



I think it was Billy Joel who sang “It’s always been a matter of trust.”

I am reading E.O. Wilson’s The Meaning of Human Existence and was within the first few pages reminded of Daniel Quinn’s Ishmael.

In Daniel Quinn’s Ishmael pre-agricultural man lived at the mercy of the god(s); sometimes there was plenty sometimes there was drought and famine. But a post-agricultural man who can store a surplus of food is no longer at the mercy of the god(s).  (Cue ominous music)

Now this passage from E.O. Wilson’s The Meaning of Human Existence:
…the greatest moral dilemma since God stayed the hand of Abraham: how much to retrofit the human genotype. …We are about to abandon natural selection…in order to direct our own evolution by volitional selection-the process of redesigning our biology and human nature as we wish them to be. No longer will the prevalence of some genes over others be the result of environmental forces, most of which are beyond human control or even understanding. The genes and the prescribed traits can be what we choose. So – how about longer lives, enlarged memory, better vision, less aggressive behavior, superior athletic ability, pleasing body odor?

In Quinn’s case the running of the world can be left to the god(s) or man; In Wilson’s case the evolution of man can be left to natural selection (god(s)) or to man.

I get the feeling neither author trusts man with the responsibilities.

Do you?

Friday, January 29, 2016

Quest For Fire



80,000 years ago, man's survival in a vast uncharted land depended on the possession of fire. / For those early humans, fire was an object of great mystery, since no one had mastered its creation. Fire had to be stolen from nature, it had to be kept alive - sheltered from wind and rain, guarded from rival tribes. / Fire was a symbol of power and a means of survival. The tribe who possessed fire, possessed life.


I was finally able to watch Quest for Fire on Netflix…the movie was made in 1981. I was 11. My dad often talked about this movie and I thought about it over the years and came across it the other night and…what a great movie.

I was particularly struck by the scene where a more advance early human shows another man how to create fire. With no dialogue to use the only way to convey the power of what this early man is witnessing is through facial expressions and grunts but with just these, the scene is magic. 

This reminded me of what I read in E.O. Wilson’s book, “The Social Conquest of Earth” about the importance of fire and meat in the evolutionary history of man. Wilson pointed out that our brains are incredible nutrient-sucks; brains require more nutrients than all the other organs and evolutionarily speaking, meat is one of the important nutrients feeding the brain. Wilson pointed out that lighting caused rolling fires over dry grass lands which rolled up animals in the fire, which early humans would then eat.  

In the movie one tribe learns to transport fire (smoldering embers in a tree-trunk like carrier) that can then be used to build larger fires in another location. But, another tribe has learned to CREATE fire.

The great thing about the scene is how the individual mind and the collective mind both explode; the fire would cook the meat that would explode the brain. 

Sublime.

I can’t find that specific scene on youtube but here is the trailer:


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