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Do you have problems balancing the books? Failing
investments? Can’t figure out how to pay for that sofa/midlife crisis sportscar/house
or how to support yourself in your old age? You may as well stop reading as
well, because there won’t be any solutions offered here. Unless you think that someone else doing badly
will make you feel better…
The news this week provided a reminder that things
don’t always work out as you might wish.
Optimism can turn into despair surprisingly quickly.
Go back to the 1950s - a time of excitement about
the future (and perhaps just a little bit of worry that the world might come to
a rapid end in a nuclear apocalypse, but let’s forget about that for now). This
was an era of blossoming industry and the growth of the middle class as a force
in society. A time of optimism.
In Detroit – the Motor City – cars were made to
represent to spirit of the time. Fabulous cars! Exciting cars! Production lines
churned out cars to provide the wheels for a nation.
Move into the 1960s. The birth of pop music and a relaxed
way of life. The future was looking great. Fabulous science fiction was
written, telling us how glorious everything would soon be. We would have robot
helpers. Man would colonize the Galaxy. Towards the end of the decade Neil
Armstrong took his famous small step. Man had landed on the moon and would
never look back.
In Detroit, cars were made. Big cars. Cool cars.
Skip forwards a couple of decades.
Detroit is a derelict city. Just declared bankrupt.
The mere idea seemed ridiculous not long ago, but apparently it can happen. The
city of the future turned into the first real post-apocalyptic landscape in
just a couple of decades. Factories are left derelict. Houses are left standing
just as families left them, with cutlery in the drawers and books still on the
shelves. An entire city walked out and didn’t come back.
Cars are made elsewhere…
We have not been back to the moon for many decades.
The other planets seem incredibly distant, and let’s not think about the Galaxy.
Science fiction has become much darker (please don’t mention vampires!). The
vision of the future seems much less optimistic.
What happens next?
Will Detroit rise like a phoenix from the ashes?
That would be nice, but… the ghost towns left from
the gold rush suggest it may not work out that way.
Who knows what will happen? If we allow greed to
remain the main driver of society (let’s just look at how the banks are
behaving, shall we?) then there does not seem to be much hope.
We need to inject a bit of sanity in society, a bit
of restraint.
We need to allow ourselves to dream the dreams of
the future from the past (get it?).
I for one really want my robot helper, and I want
it soon.