I was thinking about some of the comments on yesterday’s post “Persistence of Memory.” It was about detachment, “… it’s the consequence of the rootless existence that has evolved to be the American path.”
And I replied, “You are correct about the path. We’ve atomized our existence. We’ve monetized our lives to such an extent that we almost don’t exist except as consumers. We’re just cogs in the machine. It’s inhuman.” And that stuck in my mind.
And today I got a call from a friend whom I knew from high school. He lives in Hawaii and only comes home to Brooklyn once a year at Christmas. And we talked about meeting up next Christmas. Now I haven’t seen him in thirty years. I wonder if he would even recognize me. And we’ve managed to speak on the phone every Christmas but we haven’t interacted other than that. Well, I sent him a copy of my book and he called me up today and it was like a time machine. He was laughing and saying how he always thought one day I’d write a science fiction story. He was very complimentary and said he really liked the story and of course that was very gratifying. But in the back of my mind, I was thinking what a strange world we live in. Here was one of my best friends in the world and I hadn’t seen him for almost half a lifetime.
And so that conversation reinforced the statement, “… it’s the consequence of the rootless existence that has evolved to be the American path.” Our way of life is somewhat related to the nomadic existence of herders. They move to follow the grazing grounds of their herds. There is no one home. But our way is even worse. Because the herders live in tribes or at least extended families that move together from place to place. But we separate into at most nuclear families and often just single individuals, moving from job to job and city to city without anyone permanently included in their “tribe.”
I’m pretty sure that none of this is sustainable. And maybe that’s why corporate America is backing a policy of wholesale immigration to provide a steady supply of new workers that Americans are no longer providing from their own descendants. After all, how do you produce a family when all you are is a nomad living from job to job without a family to prop you up and give you help when things get tough or you need the resources to get married or buy a house or pay for expenses associated with children?
And this gave me an idea for my next book after “The Sniper.” It should have to do with the smartest and richest guy in the world trying to fix “the American path.” If someone powerful enough wanted to restore our country to viability, what would he think to do? Maybe he’d redefine the partnership between communities and corporations. Would it be a feudal system or a socialism? Or neither. I haven’t figured out what my “utopia” will be based on. Maybe I’ll wave “artificial intelligence” around as my deus ex machina. But I do want to think about it a little. How do you go about fixing the world?