Re: globalization:poor design?

["Marasigan . Vicente" <vic@pusit.admu.edu.ph>]

On Fri, 5 Mar 1999, tom abeles wrote:
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> Vincente's hope is based on the "Myth" of progress- 
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Yes, Tom, it is progress for me, all or nothing.  I don't see any middle
way, do you?  For me, progress is not a myth but a need.  Without hope for
progress, I would simply surrender to nausea or boredom.  Wouldn't you?

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> We do not know
> this planet and what its capabilities are, given human ingenuity. 
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I agree!  The "Myth" is that its capabilities have already been exhausted,
and that its finite limits have already been reached.  This myth is being
promoted by the Club of Rome.  I do not agree with the Club of Rome.  

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> whatever the path, it will not be in microsteps forward to some
> predestined goal. 
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It will be in steps to some goal, not "predestined" but planned, step by
humble step, through trial and error, by fallible humans.  And who will
undertake this planning?  Only those whose hopes are based on progress.
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> > thoughts?  
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This invitation to thoughts makes sense only in the search for paths to
progress, not to nausea or boredom.  Tom: you and I and other individuals,
constrained directly or indirectly by global managers, can try
demythologizing the global goals proposed by the Club of Rome and adopted
by corporate managers who, as you point out, appreciate the competitive
advantage, at least in the short and medium term, over those who dissent
from the Club of Rome.  Unless this mindset is demythologized, Jay's
reference to Dostoevsky's grand inquisitor ("Make us your slaves, but feed
us!")  looms like a black hole. 

You later describe a process "like a carrot tied to the front of a milk
horse - always close but never attainable."  Would you want the horse to
lie down in boredom upon discovering the carrot to be nothing but a black
hole?  Upscaling this carrot procedure, we can liken it to the realization
both of one's present limitations AND of an undying desire to transcend
those limitations. 

You ask for thoughts.  I respond with reflections on my existential angst. 
Not very satisfactory, I must admit.  These thoughts are now far, far away
from the original Y2K topic. Funny how such a tiny bug can catalyze and
verbalize unspoken anguish.

Vicente Marasigan