Saturday, October 28, 2017

Why I Like Certain Political Leaders


The importance of articulating hope and nurturing it under all circumstances cannot be over emphasised. It is the mark of a true leader. They also clearly state their plans and act on it.

Many try to appear good themselves but promote cynicism where someone is trying to give hope and change an expectation for the better politically in people -( thinking has to change before circumstances will). Such people will keep a society down mentally.

That is the single most important reason I support Modi and Trump and hate the cynics who try to pull them down. They are really trying to pull down anyone who might be inspired to change for the better. Such are the real enemies of a nation - whether they realise it or not themselves.

Monday, October 23, 2017

Tears On A Heart





Os ki boonden aansu hote
Mera dil bhi hai is phool ka rang
Is dil ko jaankar aap bhi rote
Agar aap hote ab mere sang

ENGLISH VERSION:

Dew like teardrops and quite a few,
This rose is the colour of my heart true,
Tears you'd have shed if you knew,
What all this heart has been through



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Wednesday, October 18, 2017

The Strong Also Need Help Sometimes

Not just the weak, but the strong  too can use a helping hand sometimes.
Not just the poor, but the rich too can sometimes use financial help
Not just the sad and suffering, but the happy people too are deserving of our empathy and understanding. All have human feelings and need to depend on others sometimes.

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Sunday, October 15, 2017

Rebel Chicken: Artificial and Natural Intelligence - Is there a fixed maximum quota for every species?





I was feeding my neighbour’s chickens and putting out some water for them, while they were away on an overseas trip. The chickens had more freedom of movement around their yard when their owners were in. I was instructed to keep them within a smaller stretch which was fenced in. The birds - “Ladies” as I called them, soon got used to my being their carer. They repaid me with eggs. I could sense their working out trying to get their usual privileges from me. The signals they sent out, they were helpless to move the doors or gates but knew enough to try and let me know through their clucking and moves. They missed the usual leftovers they used to get from the kitchen when their owners were in. They appreciated the occasional clump of grass clippings I dropped over for them. While they were handicapped/prevented from looking out for themselves and developing all their native intelligence and skills to their best level, one of them still looked for challenges and tried to sneak past me when I came into the enclosure. She always showed initiative, courage and risk taking. I would have to push her back. She also tried to take me around the enclosure to try and show me something that I could never figure out. It must have been something bothering or interesting to her. She tried her best. She was the ‘rebel chick’. The other chickens sort of resigned themselves to their fate and just lived a more routine, submissive life. I was starting to note that in the evolution of chickens, this one still held out hope for the future of chicken intelligence.



It struck me that our human condition today is not very different from that of these chickens. We just are slaves of a different master - technology. The best example of this I find timely now - AI (or Artificial Intelligence) which has been in the news more and more recently. It has already been a while since Google keeps drafting multiple, sensible and possible responses to the emails I receive and all I need is to click on one and I am done. I shudder to think of the day it actually sends it without my clicking on it. I suppose then we would have two email accounts writing and replying to each other on behalf of their human owners without them even being aware of it!! It may be shocking for those two humans to meet not knowing all the things they have already exchanged in email.



Technology has long made things more convenient, easier, less expensive, more consistently of a higher standard and less error prone for humans to the point where it is no longer acceptable for a human to even try, learn and do things that we were once capable of. Those efforts and chores developed our intelligence and physical skills. There are societies now with more than a couple of generations, particularly in wealthy, developed and supposedly advanced societies who cannot, on the average, add four numbers to figure out a bill, calculate the cost of what they bought at a given stated price, to deal humanely and safely with a spider in their house or yard, to carry water safely in a pot from a well or stream, to climb a tree to retrieve a Frisbee or ball stuck it in, walk a kilometre to the market and bring back a couple of bags of groceries, tell a ripe fruit or good vegetable from a not so good one from a heap at the market, tell a lemon tree from an apple unless the ripe fruits are hanging in front of their faces, mix flour to make a batter or dough. Of course, they can do a lot by ‘Googling’ if there is Wi-Fi and enough battery power on their smartphones. But without their smart phones they are not so smart in many simple life skills.



Let me, upfront, admit that I am not all that good myself in old-world skills myself. I grew up in cities mostly and still do not know a whole lot about country life and details. I am only realizing what all I missed now. But, even growing up in big cities, in India, I had plenty of opportunity to exercise my own imagination, explore, find things around me, figure out things in play or doing chores that were expected of me and of most children my age. I am not sure such is available to the children of today and tomorrow.



Since a few very smart and clever humans figured out how to put complex mathematical calculations at our fingertips, the long term result has been that a large number of humans cannot and don’t see the need to know how to do even simple calculations in simple, day -to-day life. While satellites and drones can give us almost real-time accurate view from above of everything that is happening, most cannot tell what is happening in their neighbourhood or where is North-West by looking around outside. The direction or season of water flow in a nearby creek stumps most unless it is flooding at their doorstep.



So, we have a small set of super-smart, highly knowledgeable humans in any field and a large number who are ‘below average’ of what would have otherwise been in many areas. It seems there is a maximum quota of wisdom or skills that a species can develop. With ‘progress’ it seems new knowledge and old wisdom gets distributed in a different way, that’s all!



Our dependency on technology has been growing to a disturbing extent in my opinion. I remember about 30 years ago, when I returned home from a walk to the shops one weekend, my neighbour’s grandkids - aged mostly in single digits were all sitting glumly on the doorstep.



“Why the glum faces?  I asked.



“We are bored. Uncle!,” said one



“The electricity is out. Can’t watch our favourite TV programs,” said another.



“Don’t know what we can do until it comes back on, Uncle,” said another.



I still remember the shock I felt seeing a bunch of kids all sitting together wondering what to do to pass time!! I was their age not long before and as a kid had never seen a TV. I or my friends could never imagine being bored especially when together, ever. We always found something fun to do.

I remember immediately initiating a mass ‘sword’ fight and ‘rocket launching’ using the fronds from the coconut trees under which my neighbour’s grandkids were sitting. They were surprised but entertained for a couple of hours.



This was in India where TV has just become widespread and affordable for just about a decade then. Those kids are grown now and have kids of their own!



It is not so much for attaining perfection in our products and services or high profits, the human -‘sapient’ as we describe ourselves, needs to constantly be challenged physically and mentally to learn, acquire, retain, use and even flaunt with a sense of pride (while still being humble). While special talents and skills can be rare - advanced juggling, high-level acrobatics, playing the harp or piano or solving complex equations, many of the human skills that brought us to this level as a species or civilization are more widespread and mundane. I think we are in danger of losing them.



The thought of my kids or grandkids just glancing at a bag of vegetables displayed on their virtual reality screen and the AI telling them the exact biological name, weight, expiration date, the price and ordering the whole thing and having it delivered within 30 minutes by drone at our doorstep (or even into our future refrigerators automatically with their backs open outdoors) does not exactly thrill me. Soon there will be not a need for, if not a prohibition on, humans actually driving vehicles. All the skills associated with that will become progressively rare. I hope walking, asking directions, knowing North-South and East-West in one’s neighbourhood becomes fashionable once more as a side-effect!



When asked how things work, most can tell me names and labels - WiFi, Infra-red Scanner, Drone, some WonderApp, but not exactly how? Only a few will ever know. They rarely know what to do if the network is down, if the power is off. How will they go about doing something with what is left? That requires simple, basic skills, knowledge and wisdom that we have had for thousands of years, but are losing rapidly in a few decades. I am sure there will always be the ‘rebel chicken’ equivalent among us humans. They give me hope.



What are your thoughts? Let me know if you think I am being overly nostalgic or pessimistic. I am quite accepting of change, I know it is inevitable.


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Thursday, October 5, 2017

Our Worst Enemies

When I think about it, most of humanity's advantages, privileges and deepest miseries stem from an assumption of superiority over the rest of nature. Sooner or later, this placing of our whims over other's needs was bound to encroach into our view of 'other' humans too that we see as different. Our own worst enemies will always be ourselves - humans.

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Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Old Man And GenZ

I'm over the hill, but tough as old leather
Right now I'm feeling, a bit under the weather
Usually, from within, I am 'centered' with age
Yet I am now, beside myself with rage
..
I was on my daily jaunt
When I heard that silly taunt
And saw the young man flaunt
A flashy move that I just can't
..
"Be careful, old man," the young buck said
Almost knocked me over, on a skateboard he sped
"Old??! Old man?!! Oh, how could he tell?"
It was from anger that I shook and fell
..
No manners, no patience and always in a hurry
This is the new generation! For the world I start to worry
I slowly got up, with a few groans and creaks
Cussed out loudly, these annoying freaks
...
"You watch where you're going.
And be careful silly punk!"
I furiously shook my fist,
At that now vanishing skunk
...
He weaved in-and-out of the milling crowd
Showing off his skill
There was no doubt that he was proud
Until that awful spill
...
Gliding down some handrails,
He went on to crash land
He landed on his head first
And also broke his hand
...
"Serves you right!", I may have said aloud
Even as there quickly, gathered a crowd
I too went to gawk, and Yes, I was old
And there lay the punk, knocked out cold
..
He was bleeding a little from his head
And looked quite like he was dead
Body twisted in an awkward pose
There seemed no breath from even up close
..
Someone tried CPR to give him a chance
A lady nearby started loudly to pray
While someone else called up the ambulance
That soon came and took him away
...
A few months later, in my usual cranky mood
I was on my daily jaunt in the same neighborhood
"Excuse me, Sir! Can I please have way?"
I heared a soft and patient voice say
..
Such polite manners I was glad to have found
Starting to smile, I turned around
Saw this young man, with pink and purple hair
Sitting up calmly, in his shiny wheelchair
...
"Sure! Young man, after you!"
I politely said, no surprise showing
"Good day Sir and thank you!"
He replied to me a-bowing
..
He pushed himself, along the path ahead
And at a gentle pace
I followed him, as he led
And there was no race
..
We come up to the handrails and step
He moves on to the side ramp
I follow him as myself  I schlep
And lest my legs should cramp
..
A blur of color, sound and speed
Zips by us like a lightning flash
A boy in a scooter who pays no heed
To our yelps of surprise in his dash
..
He misses the handrails by a hair
And speeds along on without a care
Grabbing the handrails in shock, I see
A pensive punk-face next to me
..
We both shake our heads, in disbelief
And let out a sigh of great relief
"The young ones for you! There's that"
Says the punk and we start to chat
..
I ask him what kind of work he did
but not about his hand still in cast
He asks me in my younger day what I did
I say "I was a champion gymnast."


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Monday, October 2, 2017

My Treatise On Gun Culture In The USA

(Thanks to a good friend who put this idea in my head :-))

The 'gun culture' in the USA evolved at a time when people still followed a natural history of human/animal violence - the only difference being that guns were introduced. Previously, when someone had a beef with someone else in society, they went and confronted that person directly if they wanted to they could get justice peacefully. If not they would sort it out violently, but still between themselves or closely so. They could be challenged to a physical combat (as animals do). Weaker persons usually came off worse and otherwise had to put up with a bit of injustice. Guns were a sort of 'equalizers' when they came along - duels were fought, lives were lost. This was still considered a step up in 'civilized' behaviour - giving the physically weak a more level playing field. Such personal score settling continued for a long time in the USA and such challenges and physical contests and duels were outlawed as a presumed comprehensive legal system was put in place. Humans fancied themselves being better and more civilized than animals.

People with grievances now had to deal indirectly through a third party and not with each other. In the old days, the conflict usually involved only the relevant parties or willing participants. Now there is a host of departments and authorities and bureaucracy. There were probably a few crazy, insane people in the old days too, who would attack any random person in a fit of rage. They were usually put down before they could cause too much damage, though I bet historically there were many mass victims too.

Now, we have gone a bit 'too civilized for our own good' perhaps. We have taken away the option and predominant culture of people seeking direct resolution with those they are aggrieved with, in a legal manner. Though we have put in place courts, rules and law-enforcement, it may not bring sufficient resolution to some who have a grievance with nameless, faceless people or institutions. Even if they have a person they directly have a beef with, they cannot seem to get a satisfactory resolution or be able to deal with that person directly. If they feel the system has let them down and it happens over a period of time, some of them might turn into sociopaths/psychopaths if they do not learn to accept some inherent unfairness in life. With the system not being perfect they can get access to guns or weapons and now kill random strangers as a result of their twisted logic. Making law abiding citizens more helpless in the face of such is surely not a way to go.

I have developed more respect for the old-fashioned, animal, 'uncivilized' way of conflict resolution over this modern way of mass shootings. This is on a personal level. On a societal or national level too, in the old days, armies fought each other and people accepted the verdict and the rule of the victor. These days, we bomb innocent, un-involved civilians as a natural, acceptable strategy and still think we are advancing as a civilization!! Strange. One seems to feel nostalgia for the 'good old days' when there were personal fights in the streets to resolve issues!!

No easy way back or forward. Personally, I think more need to accept a little bit of unfairness in life - made up by a lot more display of kindness and love towards each other, from at least a few people in each life. We need to connect and interact more for that.

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