Automatic

I was on the way to Walmart this morning just after 5:30. They opened at 6 and I had my first cup of coffee beside me so I would wait the five or ten minutes there and enjoy a stolen quiet moment alone.

It was pitch black across the skies as sunrise wouldn’t be for another hour and a half and there was no hint yet of any brightening that gave me any type of horizon.

My normal route to Walmart takes me along some unlit country roads, so other than an occasional traffic light and some oncoming traffic, this was very much a drive into darkness.

The car was using automatic headlights, which is where I normally leave them. When it detects darkness it comes on and in brightness they turn off. You probably have the same.

I had been thinking about possums before I left the house and how this time of day is a very common time for them to be returning to their homes after a night of foraging. So, I adopted a very keen sense of awareness and concentration so that I wouldn’t scare or heaven-forbid, kill one.

Half way through the drive it suddenly dawned on me that the headlights were in their naturally dipped state, so I threw them onto full head.

The difference was startling. You may not notice it that much when driving city streets or on well lit roads, but do that on a dark country road and you see one hell of a difference.

Anyway, I asked myself why I hadn’t done that earlier as the difference fully supported my need to be more aware and concentrate on what might be on the road.

And that’s when the thought for this morning’s blog occurred to me. A growing majority of people now have these types of lights in their cars and completely rely on them to activate when it gets dark and the restore again at brightness.

In fact, I read recently that 28% of Millennials don’t even know how to switch their headlights onto full. Such has been the reliance on a car’s ability to function automatically for them.

The car’s use of technology to take over functions that we oldies had to do is obviously helpful and possibly even increases safe driving aspects. Things like blind-spot detection sensors, proximity sensors for reversing, seat belt alarms, passenger seat sensors for airbags, and that wonderful reminder that you get when you are into the last fifty miles of gas in your tank. Mine even tells me again at 40 , 30, 20, and 10.

Tomorrow’s cars (some of you might even have them already) automatically drive for you, park for you, brake for you.

The level of the dumbing down effect on us is quite emphatic and that is what concerns me.

But this is way more than just cars. It took me years to get my camera off auto mode. I initially (like most of you) left the intelligence of the camera decide on exposure, focus, aperture, ISO …. all the stuff that makes a picture, in fact.

The ability to just point and shoot is wonderfully comfortable and I would be lying to say that I never use it any more. I absolutely do. But only in instances where I am busy doing something else, or need to be able to catch a creature that is moving quickly.

By the way, the pictures at the end of the blog were ones I took a couple of months ago with a peacock feather that I found on my driveway. I wanted an example that I hadn’t already used that would show what manual control of the camera allowed me to capture.

Sorry they aren’t new ones, but I hope you enjoy, anyway!

Anyway, back to the point of this blog.

Our reliance on automatic functionality is happening around us and while in many ways such a shift helps us in life, we end up paying an awful price for it. And worse still we don’t even know that we are paying any price at all.

Our reliance on car dings and alarms is such that because there isn’t one that tells us a child is locked into a child-seat in the back, means that in the US alone an average of 38 children die from heat stroke every year after their parents forgot about them in a locked car.

I failed in finding out when the first child-death like this was, but I suspect that this is a rather new phenomenon. At the very least, it has now become so common that it barely makes the news cycle any more.

But my point isn’t really about how tragic events occur because of the level of automation we have allowed into our lives. It is more about the gradual dumbing down that we have so willingly accepted.

There used to be a time when children going through a school system graduated with a pretty decent percentage of the knowledge needed to embark on life. I don’t know what the percentage is, but let’s imagine it is somewhere around 40% and then over time, the graduated child picks up more knowledge through work, or even life experiences, until one day as a mature adult, they have a pretty decent handle of around 60 to 70% of what they need to know in life.

I am pulling these percentages out of my ass but in reality, the actual numbers are unimportant to the point I am trying to make.

You see, the educational system and then the assimilation in life is probably still hitting the same percentages of what we need to know as functional citizens.

But when automated processes assume the responsibilities for us, in a world that is inherently more complex, we actually end up knowing much less than our predecessors. We become dumbed down.

Don’t believe me? As yourself why we graduate so many children that don’t know the basics of geography or history any more. The answer is that they are taught how to look it up online, should they need it. So, they realize they don’t have to remember it. Just know where to find it.

And therein in lies the problem. Not knowing where the Ukraine is geographically, isn’t a disaster. Although I bet you that 50% of graduating students couldn’t even point correctly to where it is on the globe.

But not knowing what Soviet expansionism was historically, is a disaster. When you don’t know history, you will be inclined to react to things like increased gas prices at the pump as being a failure of the current administration, rather than the reality of how the world is reacting to try to stop this expansionism from re-occurring. So, in the mid-terms you run out and vote republican because Fox news tells you to.

Way beyond politics is the universal level of dumbing down that allows machines to take on functions and processes that we humans once did, or at least knew how to do. Machines are great. I truly believe that. But humans have a responsibility to know more than the machines we use.

Unfortunately humans are lazy and often just happy to not even think about it.

I know several people whose property is less than a quarter acre and yet they have rider mowers. And even others that use a lawn service.

We are happy to delegate tasks which we consider menial, to someone or something else and the fatter and lazier we get, the more menial everything seems to be.

… just a thought!

fisherman

I was meeting Cassandra for an early breakfast this morning and had an hour to kill beforehand, as all the babies at home had been fed or fed and released.

So, I took myself off down to Lake Parker to see what kind of a sunrise today might bring. It wasn’t too dissimilar from others that I have seen there but it was still refreshing for the senses and I was happy to be there.

When I got there, there was a fisherman at the end of the small pier and he was just casting his line and watching the view. We spoke briefly and I realized he was someone I had seen before. He told me he liked to come down on weekends and see if he can catch his breakfast.

By the time the sun rose above the horizon, he had cycled away and his presence was taken by a fisherman of a different sort; a lovely small blue heron. I had seen him several times before also and although I spoke to him he didn’t reply.

While the guy at the end of the pier didn’t catch anything, this little guy did and repeatedly was pulling something out of the water in his beak. And so while the former may have had to settle for toast when he got home, I suspect the heron’s success meant that he didn’t.

I have included some pics of the morning at the end of this blog and I hope you enjoy!

The thought that sprang to mind for this blog revolved around the two encounters that I had with these fishermen and how in their own way, the death that they caused to their catch was merely the circle of life.

You see, the man on the bicycle was a poor guy. I believe he is unemployed and does some part time jobs here and there. So his fishing had nothing to do with fun.

Neither, obviously, did the heron’s efforts and his ability to catch his breakfast was very much a part of his own life struggle.

Yes, he was an excellent fisherman and his kills had no idea that their day was about to end this way.

But, he was walking in alligator-rich waters, so his presence there did not place him anywhere near the top of the food chain.

Many times I have gone down there and watched the boaters heading off in their high-speed, armchair-seating boats, taking part in some regular competition with other boaters and even just friends or family heading out for a fun day on the lake.

And for all these people, the fun aspect is very real. I don’t doubt it. I do doubt however that the fish they catch, fully buy into the whole fun aspect of such a pastime.

Of course, most people that support this type of blood sport don’t see fish as living, breathing beings of value. And the key words there were “of value”.

When we diminish any living creature to a level less than ourselves, we find it very easy to justify any level of mistreatment or even murder of these creatures.

Any of you familiar with the Predator series of movies will understand that these extra-terrestrial beings came to earth on hunting expeditions. They did it for fun and they didn’t see themselves as being in any way vicious or cruel. Yet that is exactly how humans respond to such behavior when they are suddenly the prey.

No one cheers for the alien creature when he kills, skins, or eats his catch of the day. We vilify him when he seeks to record any part of his kill as a trophy hunt.

Yet, I can’t recall the number of places I have been where I have seen large fish mounted as trophies, heads of deer, moose, or elk on a wall, not to mention a myriad of smaller animals gutted and stuffed and realistic glass eyes staring aimlessly out from a “natural” pose.

When I did meet with Cassandra this morning, she described a bull-fighting event that she had been dragged to in Spain, only to leave petrified in disgust. She described her abhorrence of the cheering crowds and the whole spectacle to where I can’t even shake her words from my head right now.

Blood sports have no place in the world and they never did. But their proponents always describe cultural or animal control function, or even medical research reasons (like the nasty Japanese justify their whaling).

Blood sports exist all around us and while we may try to diminish some as being insignificant (like fishing), killing another creature for any reason other than to provided sustenance to yourself or your family is simply a type of murder.

Some argue that they eat what they catch, thinking that somehow this absolves them of the murder, but it doesn’t. These people have fished or hunted for the fun or the thrill, so if at the end they eat their prey, that still doesn’t negate the evil acts that they have committed.

Does the fact that Jeffrey Dahmer ate his victims absolve him of having killed them in the first place?

Mankind is a super-predator. This is what propelled it to the top of the food chain. Well, that and the extinction of dinosaurs.

But being top of the food chain does not justify our abuse of creatures that are not.

I would say our lack of humanity is startling but unfortunately it is exactly the reality of humanity that is causing the carnage beneath us.

The human race has every ability to evolve to a higher level but we never will. We could elevate our role on this planet to that of being the protectors and keepers of the planet. But we prefer to think of ourselves as the owners.

That is sad, don’t you think?

… just a thought!