Digital Artifacts

Much of human history is contained in the mystery of forgotten purpose. Pieces of our past are put together by the descendants of our ancestors in an attempt to understand who we are by finding out who we were. Often we are surprised by our forefathers' ingenuity, unable to comprehend the sustaining of a society without the developments of technology. Our history of development thought to be that of a child only recently past the mirror stage. We forget that the current state of things is based on the layers of cultural memory - the development of calendars and astronomy that makes modern agriculture possible came well before computers, database servers, or cloud computing. The difference between our time and those preceding has been the availability of information to so many, as well as public access to an education in a specialized field.

The clergy of ancient times could be considered the scientists, engineers and city planners of today. Mystagogues maintained control of that class and their position of power by setting up (by design or development) systems of rites and rituals for initiation into their sect. The problem for the populace was that such information and training in deciphering it was a function of a low literacy rate coupled with the lack of a sophisticated system of duplicating information with fidelity (i.e. printing press, Xerox machine, copy & paste). Before recorded history our ancestors were quite aware of the movement of the earth and the ability to manipulate numbers for the purposes of building (e.g. pyramids). Stonehenge stands as a testament to their abilities and the process by which our knowledge of the past is lost.

Recently, it was discovered from where portions of the monolithic structure were quarried. Our incredulity towards their engineering feats doesn't address something I think is more pertinent to our current dilemmas of sustainability and progress. We as a species seem to have an inherent death drive,  the extinction of our race contingent on finding a way to circumvent our cultural id. The adage of repeating the past for not remembering the lessons will outlast our digitized files of manuscripts lost to fires of hegemonic change.

The end of civilization is tied to the end of this planet's ability to sustain organic life. It will either end with climate change or the death of the sun. Simple scientific truths one can accept after taking elementary school science. Some might hope that a Judeo-Christian savior will open the gates of heaven and take all the good people away, but how good would that anthropomorphized deity be if it didn't accept humanity with all the foibles 'designed' into our genome?

Putting aside the narratives that skirt around a heuristic development of understanding humanity, the end of human existence is an inevitability. The design of society prohibits our organic expansion into the heavens as "the government’s spending priorities have not been set by scientists and engineers." If such were the case, our society would probably have totalitarian policies regulating every aspect of our day to day lives, hinging ethics on the ultimate premise of evolutionary survival. Our individual well being a priority only insofar as it helped to achieve the goal of perpetual existence.

And while such a social policy is probably not palatable to a society based on personal freedoms, the policies we do put in place avoid facing the fact that our current behaviors will collapse our ecology creating an inhospitable planet for sustaining our species in the numbers by which we choose to reproduce.

If you need an example of our policies and their inability to recognize a flawed system, look to Wired.com as I often do. In an article regarding energy policy during the first decade of the millennium, our government did not put into effect measures that might police our consumptive behaviors. The executives of that policy did not heed the lesson of history in how a society funds a war:

Following the attack by Al Qaeda on the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001, George W. Bush might have rallied public opinion and Congress to support a substantial increase in gasoline taxes, an oil import fee, or perhaps even a broad-based energy tax to fund the military operations he launched in Afghanistan and Iraq. He never even considered such options, however, instead funding those ventures through borrowing.

Graetz, Michael “Michael Graetz: Energy Politics Is Lose-Lose”

He goes on to pontificate that "Americans [have never had to] pay a price that reflects the full costs of the energy they consume." Such a statement is a truism of our culture and our inability to move beyond succumbing to the behaviors of our individual ids. The concept of credit, which Graetz mentions as the funding for our War on Terror, is manifest to that behavior. We borrow from tomorrow to satisfy our immediate cravings. We are a culture of gamblers, expecting tomorrow to always come, and with that expectation, all the contingencies of increased value over time. We believe that all the money we borrow for college will be paid for by higher incomes, wages unachievable without succumbing to the mass of debt immediately following graduation. That debt then becomes an abstract wager bundled into money market products filling up the next default swap bubble about to burst.

A culture of debt is symptomatic of a society whose values are focused on the short term. Kept on the current track of values and behaviors, our species will fail to outlast the environs it has taken for granted. "If the natural systems that support life on earth collapse then humanity is going to collapse" as one site states (while that site purports that there is a unifying theory to physics, my argument is less about epistemology than it is about the practical implementation of that knowledge to inform our cultural value system). 


Our Western culture has its roots in Judeo-Christian eschatology. It being the year 2012, those misinterpretations of the Mayans' cyclical calendar resonate our apocalyptic outlook of the future. Perhaps this is the narrative that informs our culture of debt, as tomorrow is a price we might not have to pay to get today for free. But why give in to the "what's the point?" mentality? Are we so depressed as a collective consciousness that we can't take heed to the lesson of the Ant and the Grasshopper?

The prognosis is bleak. Our future suffers from the same expectations as that of our forefathers. There will be an end to time, a point where our DNA will be read as a tome rather than a set of instructions malleable to our environment as it adapts to code the next chapter of our species' history. We may become a Stonehenge ourselves - our achievements shrouded in indecipherable genetic coding fossilized, then obliterated by the forces of the cosmos. Or maybe, just maybe, we could change our mindset. Provide a cultural shift towards accepting a responsibility to the future rather than borrowing against it. A cultural antidepressant.

Camus' Sisyphus knew that his boulder would never reach the pinnacle, but he learned to love the task. We know we will never see the end of time, but we can build a better foundation for that scenic overlook. 

Mythos

Growing up, my siblings and I would watch a show called "Sightings" on Fox. The show described paranormal activities, mainly pertaining to close encounters with extraterrestrial life forms. Many accounts of which make for lampooned recollections.

With those recounting their experiences will undoubtedly state them as true, I have a more cynical interpretation of human memory. Maybe cynical isn't the right word. Jungian? A collective understanding of the misunderstood - an attempt to explain the unexplainable, from a cultural standpoint, rather than cognitive.

I've always been a fan of Joseph Campbell's interpretation of myth. A review of how culture viewed collective experiences. While the interpretation I offer here is by no means my own, I feel it needs to be restated more often in order to break away from a mystical view of structures and agencies both physical and philosophical.

The Greek myths of the Amazon's were varied, but the principle idea behind what they represented can be interpreted as the antithesis to Greek culture. An affront to the patriarchal power structure, a cultural aberration to the normative, set geographically outside of the Greek sphere of influence. I believe a similar interpretation of the Grey Alien mythos can be expressed as common cultural understandings of technology as mystical, and the abduction and violation stories as manifest anxiety surrounding our lack of knowledge about our world outside of its highly specialized fields.

Knowledge is power, and so, arguably, is money. Money can be used to acquire knowledge. Knowledge and information are the true form of currency, and keeping information from others or creating institutional barriers in order to achieve initiation into the culture of information is power. The dynamics of initiation follow those of clergy or cabals where there are rituals of passage. Today, we call it college.

The best example to demonstrate this idea, I think, is the health care system.

Think of doctors as those shaman who hold the knowledge of life. They have gone through their initiations attending medical school, erecting churches of clinics and practices in the parishes of our communities. The tithes we pay in health insurance premiums grant access to serums and potions in the form of tiny pills whose chemical makeup is far beyond the understanding of those skills taught in high school chemistry. The pharisees of claims reviewers determining our penance, our original sin being preexisting conditions.

 I can't say that those claiming abduction are uneducated. Some may even be doctors. The formation of this opinion in this post is akin to my understanding of sanitation workers when I was a child. I used my limited level of logical interpretation about that vocation much as I did, as all children do, with a languages grammar.

Just think of the -ed ending to past tense verbs and the irregular endings that a child cannot learn without cultural exposure for proper usage. You can extend this to the existence of Ebonics (an underprivileged class of society not having access or exposure to the cultural resources of the hegemony, thus their colloquial dialect follows logical rules of grammar rather than historical - though as with any language, it follows its own dynamic historical evolution), as well as the project of Esperanto (a language developed to make grammar follow a logical progressions, creating a universal standard easily adopted, attempting to eliminate class and cultural segregation).

In my limited logic as a child, I understood that garbage was picked up on Friday. I extended this to not just the garbage from my parents' house, but to that of everyone's house everywhere. To me, this meant that sanitation workers only worked one day a week. WHAT A LIFE! Of course, later on I realized that would be a logistical nightmare.

Another childhood myth was that the Moon during the day was a reflection of the Earth in the sky. This was shared by neighborhood friends during that period of childhood before initiation into science. Narrative interpretations of those childhood (mis)understandings manifest themselves in fiction all the time. Science fiction likes to play with the problematical interpretation of fact in order to discover new metaphysical truths, though often has to revise its canon after methodical research debunks the previous understanding.

I think about the trips to the dentists and doctors visits and those examinations for things I had never heard of as well as not understanding as a child. Strangers probing my mouth with metal tools, doctors requiring me to urinate in plastic cups. The world is full of scared children that don't understand the methods and reasons for practices by adults. Is it really a far leap to interpret such experiences as traumatic and collectively reinterpret them into abductions and violations by beings at once both familiar and completely foreign?

Or, perhaps, aliens do exist. Perhaps there is an ancient race whose race is a bunch of freaks who get off on looking up our bums. Of course, who's to say that such a culture of the stars would view us beyond clever little insects whose hives and anthills of glass and steel are anything more than where we might store our honey.