The Great Reset holds no fears for me. As someone who has never owned a car and has been working from home since the sixties, I can afford to feel superior as the future tries hard to catch up with me. The private jet set at Davos can preach all they like about the need to downsize. I’ve been downsizing all my life. If I downsize any more I will become a fundamental particle and my half life won’t be worth living.
There are articles everywhere about what the Future Holds in Store once the jab is up and the masks are off. Take, more or less at random, this one from Australia:
It doesn’t make sense to own a house full of stuff that we rarely use, right? Well rest assured because in the future we’ll simply rent everything. In 2030, if we need a ball gown, a grandparent to babysit our kids or a screwdriver to repair damage at home, we’ll simply go online, pay a small fee and borrow one.
So, what’s new? I’ve never owned my own ball gown, even in the days when I could have afforded to; I regularly call on a fellow senile citizen to replace me when the grandchildren need looking after (the kids can’t tell the difference – we all look the same behind the wrinkles.) And I also borrow screwdrivers. The garage is full of them. (And so is yours – admit it.) The bonkers thing about this article is the idea that I would go online and pay a small fee for such things.
There’s a conspiracy theory around that all this madness emanates from the World Economic Forum and its mastermind Klaus Schwab, in a fiendish attempt to seize control of the joysticks of power. I’ve spent several hours on the WEF site, and lunatic though it is, I can’t believe it means harm. It’s nothing but a kind of Rotary Club for the hyper rich and terminally bored. It means well; it’s looking for answers to the Big Questions, as we all are; but I can’t believe it capable of producing this level of lunacy – not without help.
Take this phrase in the Australian article above:
In 2030, if we need .. a screwdriver to repair damage at home, we’ll simply go online..
Forget the weirdness of the idea of going on-line to borrow a screwdriver and ask yourself: who, among members of the human race, could call a screwdriver something “to repair damage at home?” An Australian female journalist? Fie on you sir. Klaus Schwab himself? He has staff to turn his pontifications into normal English.
No. These two may never have handled a screwdriver or seen one up close in their lives, but they couldn’t commit such a solecism. Only someone, or something, observing us from afar could come up with such an expression. We are being watched by beings who, despite their superior intelligence, frequently have difficulty in interpreting our behaviour.
– Why’s he pushing that fine spatulate tool into the groove in that helical metallic cone?
– He’s repairing damage to his home, Observer %¥#5486. Now shut up and get on with your field work.
– Why’s he pushed that ballgown to the back of the wardrobe where no-one can see it? The number of times he wears it, it would be so much simpler to hire one.
and so on.
True, Klaus Schwab’s Weforum site is a prime source of such idiocies, but the sheer number of them defies the explanation of human agency. It’s not possible that so many mere humans could come up with such a volume of drooling nonsense. They are receiving Aid from Elsewhere.
Take this article from 2016by Ida Auken, Member of the Danish Parliament:
Welcome to the year 2030. Welcome to my city – or should I say, “our city”. I don’t own anything. I don’t own a car. I don’t own a house. I don’t own any appliances or any clothes. It might seem odd to you, but it makes perfect sense for us in this city. Everything you considered a product, has now become a service. We have access to transportation, accommodation, food and all the things we need in our daily lives. One by one all these things became free, so it ended up not making sense for us to own much.
Here’s a photo of Ida.
As you can see, she owns no clothes or appliances. The underwear she’s wearing (sorry, you can’t see it, because WordPress insists we crop the photo) was last worn by Klaus Schwab himself.
First communication became digitized and free to everyone. Then, when clean energy became free, things started to move quickly. Transportation dropped dramatically in price. It made no sense for us to own cars anymore, because we could call a driverless vehicle or a flying car for longer journeys within minutes. We started transporting ourselves in a much more organized and coordinated way when public transport became easier, quicker and more convenient than the car. Now I can hardly believe that we accepted congestion and traffic jams, not to mention the air pollution from combustion engines. What were we thinking?
What were we thinking? I can tell you what I was thinking. That this article was written four years ago, and we’re 2/7ths or nearly a fifth of the way to Ida’s Utopia, and I don’t see any signs of “transportation, accommodation, food and all the things we need in our daily lives” becoming cheaper, let alone free. The only thing that’s become free is access to digitised madness of the kind to be found on the WEF website.
And I was thinking too that, though I don’t own a car, I’m a keen user of other people’s. Also taxis and Uber. And one of the problems I can see with not owning one’s own car is the tendency of one’s children to leave their favourite teddy down the back of the seat.
And the tendency of other people’s children to leave other stuff, like chewing gum and sick. And what applies to cars applies to all the other stuff that’s cluttering up your life, like screwdrivers, underwear and grandparents. You don’t know where they’ve been. And the advantage of having your own underwear, grandparents and screwdriver is precisely that you do know where they’ve been, and where they are now. Near to you, at least emotionally, if not physically.
Of course, in this digitalised world, you don’t know where anything’s been, whether it’s information on Wikipaedia or Danish MPs. Maybe that doesn’t bother them in the Danish parliament which, according to Wiki, is called the Folketing, which means the People’s Thing, and is pronounced (again, according to Wiki) [ˈfʌlkəˌtsʰe̝ŋˀð̩]
That’s extraterrestrial talk. I’m more and more persuaded that this stuff is coming from Out There Somewhere. They’re up there in their coal-fired Unidentified Flying Objects, trying to divest us of our fossil fuels, and sending messages via odd folketing like Ida Auken.
Ida Auken’s 2016 article continues: “Shopping: I can’t really remember what that is.” How very prophetic of her. But don’t listen. Like another famous Dane, she’s not wearing any clothes.