Wow. I’m reading, David and Goliath: Underdogs, Misfits, and the Art of Battling Giants, by one of my heroes, Malcolm Gladwell. It’s knocking my socks off — and I just finished the introduction!
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I don’t make New Year’s resolutions anymore. Got tired of not living up to my expectations. Resolutions are ultimatums we issue to ourselves. We give the language a positive spin (“I resolve to eat healthy this year”) but we all hear the threats underneath (“You better pull it together or those numbers on the scale will keep going up along with your odds of a heart attack.”)
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Each year, on December 24th, I watch It’s A Wonderful Life. And each year, on the 25th, I reread A Christmas Carol. Dickens hoped his story would strike a “sledgehammer blow on behalf of the poor and unfortunate.” The young author (he was barely 30 years old) worked closely with the printer to create a beautiful gift book. He was so excited, he wrote to a friend, “Such dinings, such dancings, such conjurings, such blind-man’s huffings, such theatre-goings, such kissings-out of old years and kissings-in of new ones, never took place in these parts before.”
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Social technology is the Blob, but in this version, Steve McQueen and the kids run to it, not away from it. In this version, we aren’t horrified to find pods hidden in the basement; we rush out and buy pods, eager to be assimilated. We want to be plugged into the matrix. Resistance is futile.
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