For the good people of our world, there has always been a certain comfortâand maybe also some complacencyâin our knowing that when threats to our life have arisen, they have ultimately been fended off. Our storiesâin novels, movies, TVâreassure us: there are bad people among us, and probably always will be, but they get caught or killed in the end. There have been a thousand wars in our history, but we humans are still hereâmore of us than ever before. The developing technologies and skills that enabled us to build civilization have also enabled us to keep the endless struggle between creative and destructive uses of those technologies and skills in a kind of balance. Only recentlyâin the last 1 percent of civilization as we can recall itâhave we seen disconcerting signs that on a global scale, the balance may be tipping in the wrong direction.
Going into the second decade of the twenty-first century, no one had heard of ISIS. Suddenly, there it wasâso shocking to most human sensibilities that countries like Jordan and Egypt, which had remained on the sidelines during the bloody wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, became enraged enough to send bombing missions, and the governments of sixty nations met for an emergency conference. But ISIS was only the latest of those signs, which had begun appearing at an accelerated rate a quarter-century earlier. Until the early 1990s, almost no one had heard of global warming and the onset of âclimate changeââa highly euphemistic name for the destruction to comeâ but suddenly it was upon us, along with the disconcerting message from thousands of scientists that the destruction was being largely human-caused.
These two overwhelming categories of destructive force far outweigh such shocking phenomena as ISIS, or the hacking of our insurance companies and banks, which are only secondary symptoms of the general shift. Yet, while together they put heavy strain on the ability of civil society to stay in control, they are only the most obvious parts of the shift. Thereâs a third destructive vector that may be the one that finally tips the balance: the unseen, cumulative impacts of hundreds of everyday technologies we use for our convenience, entertainment, and comfort that are in many ways making us too distracted, inattentive, oblivious, sedated, and weakâwhether as Americans or as citizens of the worldâto regain control of our destiny in time.
What We Donât See
As a student at Swarthmore College, a lifetime ago, I studied scientific methodâhow we know what we know and how we build on that knowledge. That study was fairly academic, and didnât much excite me. Later, in grad school at Columbia, I studied something I happened to have a âreal-lifeâ personal interest inâthe physiology of the human body in motion. Iâd been a competitive runner in high school and college, and the grad work came as a revelation: if science has direct implications for the things you have a passion for, it can become deeply engaging. If not, it drifts to the back of your headâout of sight, out of mind. For me, that was a key insight into the phenomenon of denial, and particularly the enormous denial by most of the American public, of what scientists were trying to tell us. I realized that even something as horrific as the possibility of nuclear holocaust can drift out of sight, out of mind, if itâs not related to everyday experience. In the 1950s and early â60s, when I was a teen, and atomic bomb tests were lighting up the sky in US and Soviet atmospheric tests, we were acutely conscious of the nuclear threat. When the tests ended, public anxieties abatedâeven though the nuclear arsenals remained poised.
Decades later, while reflecting on some of the more recent research in human physiology, I found myself wondering: if the public fear of nuclear war can recede so far that it doesnât even register in the media lists of top issues, how in the world is anyone likely to get worked up about such small things as weakening muscles due to physical inactivity, or a shrinking hippocampus (the part of the brain that enables mental navigation) due to increasing reliance on GPS? That got me to ruminating about the growing multitude of everyday technologies we now routinely rely on, and on the growing dependence we have on them. I was far from alone in wondering what their cumulative effects might be.
A few years ago, I saw a cover story by Nicholas Carr, in The Atlantic, âIs Google Making Us Stupid?â And more recently, I noticed a New Yorker cartoon that riffed nicely on Carrâs theme: a man and woman are at the altar, and the minister is ready to pronounce them husband and wifeâexcept that, hold on, theyâre both busy on their phones. And sometimes, reality overtakes comedy: in 2015, the Huffington Post published a photo of a man sitting on the deck of his boat off the Southern California coast, looking into his phone. Between the photographer and the man, a Humpback whale is surfacingâso close to the boat that the man could have jumped onto its back. But he doesnât see it! Heâs on the phone. There was no commentary accompanying the photo, on the implications of such obliviousness for our big-brained species; it was just another amusing moment.
The message of a lot of those digital-tech cartoonsâand amusing observationsâis that contrary to the popular clichĂ© that tech âconnectsâ us as never before, in significant ways it disconnects usâfrom physical or face-to-face contact not only with each other, but also with the natural world to which we owe our existence. Itâs not the relatively recent inventions of military weapons or internal-combustion engines or smart phones, but the complex natural world with which we evolved, that enabled humans to survive for hundreds of millennia before civilization began.
The original teacher of survival was biological evolution, so some of the most pointed humor about human survival comes from the somewhat urban-legendary Darwin Awards, given posthumously to people who do such stupid thingsâwho are so disconnected from the skills evolution taught usâthat they get killed off before they can reproduce and pass on their âstupidâ genes. What we face now is the possibility that our whole civilization may soon be deserving of a Darwin Awardânot so much because of defective genes, though, but because of escalating misuse of the intelligent nature most humans are born with.
Having spent so many years immersed in the cauldron of worried science, I see that thereâs more to this recent amusement about our tech-dominated culture than just easy jokes. A larger reality lurking behind all the smart phone, smart toilet, and Google Glass jokes is that nearly all technologies are disconnecting usânot just some of the sillier digital gadgets and apps. The cars or planes we ride in separate us from the earth we ride over. The technologies of food processing separate us from the farms that produce actual vegetables or meat. The technologies of remote military deployment enable an officer at a secure facility in America to kill dozens of people in Afghanistan or Syria without ever having to look into their eyes. The GPS in a hikerâs Garmin disengages him from inborn navigational skills that were essential to the survival of humans for thousands of millennia, but that in the hiker may have shrunk from disuse.
Still, you might askâso what? Isnât it a sign of great human advancement that our techs can now relieve us of all the dirty work and drudgery our forebears had to endure? Isnât it a good thing that we can be relieved from hip pain, depression, erectile dysfunction, or a hankering for mindless entertainment or titillation anytime we want? And isnât it great that we can do things so much fasterâsometimes thousands of times fasterâthan our parents or grandparents could? Isnât it a blessing that by the early twenty-first century, an Intel chip the size of a fingernail could do in one second a calculation that would have taken one of the early supercomputers years? With such awesome advances in power and speed, doesnât our tech development give us vastly more freedom and choice, and more time for the things we really value?
Of course, all those questions are rhetorical traps. Recent studies confirm that Americans today feel more pressed for time and more frustrated with massive tech malfunctions. Faster techs donât always translate to faster work by tech-dependent systems. It takes a Los Angeles County deputy just a few minutes to write out a collision report at the scene of a minor traffic accident, but it takes the Sheriffâs Department bureaucracy about thirty days to âprocessâ the report. We are also more uneasy than ever about things our techs do that are not what we wantâBig Brother surveillance, offensive TV commercials invading our personal space, malware in our computers, and scam phone calls undeterred by the federal âDo Not Callâ list. Will we soon have camera-equipped drones peering in our bedroom windows, or driverless cars running over our kids?
In trying to understand why such frustrations have become chronic, I have noticed that it is apparently not just our digital devices and diversions, but the products of human invention going all the way back to the First Agricultural Revolution beginning around 10,000 years ago, and then all the technological revolutions that have followed, that are at play here. Through accelerating accumulation, they have led to a state where instead of feeling on top of the world like the champions of survival we humans have been until this century, we now feel vulnerable, stressed out, and apprehensive in ways that past generations probably were not.
One thing I learned early is that when technological change is rapid, the excitement it brings is often tainted by exasperation. As a teenager, I got interested in printing and publishing, and somehow persuaded my parents to buy me an antique cast-iron printing press that was about the size of a refrigerator, weighed a ton, and used the same letterpress method invented by Guttenberg. I learned how to set type by hand, one âaâ or âpâ at a time, and after setting a few sentences my fingers would be gray with lead dust. Lead was the main constituent of the alloy used to make type in those days, and I wonder how much of it I absorbed. In any case, the process was just too slow, and after a year I abandoned that beautiful machine (I wish I still had it) for much easier methodsâfirst, something called hectograph (making a dozen copies by laying a typed master face-down on a tray of ink-absorbing gelatin); then mimeograph (hundreds of copies!), then a field trip to the local newspaperâs tractor-sized Linotype machine (thousands!).
Years later, I started a magazine about my favorite outdoor activity, Running Times, and bought a Compugraphic typesetting machine the size of an upright piano, which actually had memoryâa whole line!âso if you made a typo while still on that line, you could fix it instantly. Of course, if you went past the âcarriage returnâ before you could stop your eager fingers, youâd have to print out the page, place it on a light table, retype the line that had the typo, print that out, run it through a waxing machine, lay the waxed paper with the corrected line over the typo line, and use a razor blade to overlay the corrected line on the bad oneâand be sure you didnât leave it crooked. However, as it turned out, after a couple of years the Compugraphic was totally obsolete and had to be junked, as the wonders of much more advanced word-processing machines beckoned. Then came the siren call of desktop publishing, which for a while overlapped awkwardly with our use of wax machines and light-table layout. Finally, we got the Internet and digital transmission of manuscripts. What had required laborious all-nighters fueled by bad coffee in the pre-Starbucks era could now be done in minutes. Similar progressions of innovation-cum-obsolescence have characterized our progress in sound recording, personal computers, telephones, and a thousand other categories of tech products. Things just keep getting better, or at least faster.
Funny thing, though: I recently talked with the last editor of my old magazine (it merged with Runners World in 2016), who confirmed what I have long found puzzling not just about publishing or printing tech, but about technology in general: no matter how much faster or more powerful it gets, the use of it doesnât seem to be making our lives any easier, happier, or more fulfilling. If anything, things are more frantic and fraught with malfunction than ever. Itâs worth asking, now, why we want things to be ever faster. From what I knew of human physiology, I began to suspect some years ago that our pursuit of greater speed in all things was proving to be a colossal mistake.
After leaving my magazine and going to work at Worldwatch, with its big-picture studies of global agriculture, water, resource depletion, hubristic World Bank and IMF-funded development, and the emerging studies of biodiversity loss and climate change, I could see commonalities across the fields that the specialists might not. Specialists are by necessity deeply preoccupied with the frontiers of their own research, which gets increasingly narrow as knowledge advances.
Even the personal interest Iâd cultivated as a long-distance runner, which I continued to pursue as I grew older, proved to be provocatively interdisciplinary. My early interest in the physiology of endurance piqued my curiosity about our abilities as humans not only to survive but to see ahead on the trail of lifeâto envision a place we have not yet reached. In the 1980s, I became familiar with the revolutionary âpersistence-huntingâ theory of human evolution published by biologists David Carrier and Dennis Bramble at the University of Utah and Daniel Lieberman at Harvardâtheir surprising discovery (earning a cover story in the journal Nature) that humans evidently evolved by using endurance and patience, rather than speed, to make their way in the world.
A few years ago, I began a personal investigation of a question that had been puzzling me for years: How does technology, which enabled us to build civilization to begin with, now have us racing toward what many of the worldâs top scientists fear could destroy that same civilization? What I found may be cause for both Darwin-Award humor and existential alarm:
We are infatuated with our technologies of effort-saving convenience, entertainment, and sedation, but the more we indulge in or depend on them, the weaker we become as individual humans. If I ever stop running, and just ride wilderness trails on a gasoline-powered dirt bike, my legs and lungs will weaken. And that goes for our brains, as well. When we let our devices take over more and more of our thinking and decision-making, our cognition and ability to remember the past and envision the future, too, weaken.
Because our techs are now so capable of almost anything, we fool ourselves into thinking it is we, the inventors, who have those capabilities. We donât. Very few of us are inventors. In fact, the opposite is true: The more knowledge society accumulates as a whole, the smaller a share of it any one person has. In the realm of the Internet, the great libraries of the world, and vast government and corporate databases, each of us is actually more ignorant of our world than the serfs of the Dark Ages were ignorant of theirs. As societal knowledge grows, individual ignorance also grows, and self-reliance shrinks.
The more powerful our techs become, the greater the danger that we will misuse them, with catastrophic results. I first learned this from a very gentle and kindly man who in his younger years had built (for the US military) an atomic bomb that could kill over a million people in less than a minuteâbut who one day woke up to wonder what on earth had made him do that (more on that in the next chapter). If his bomb had been dropped on Moscow, as tentatively planned, it would probably have triggered a civilization-ending nuclear holocaust. Providentially, that didnât happen. But as my young grandson and a hundred million other kids his age will soon learn, we now have even greater risks of tech-apocalypse than we had then. Itâs not just atomic bombs, or the weed killer Roundup, or the still rising levels of global-warming gases, now. Itâs the stuff we buy to entertain or sedate ourselves, or to relieve us from physical or mental effort, that may be our greatest risk.
The faster the new techs of the moment are released, the more of our time and energy is squandered trying to keep up, and the less awareness we have of our civilizationâs epic past and anticipated future. The more we try to âkeep up with the Kardashiansââto keep pace with the latest celebrity selfies, smart phone apps, or viral videosâthe less capable we are to draw on the wisdom of evolution and history, and to prepare for whatâs becoming an increasingly perilous future.
The chapters ahead tell the story of how I came to know (or at least suspect) these things, and how my family and Iâand I hope you and yoursâcan survive the dangers they bring. Iâm glad to know Iâm not alone in my feeling that our thrall with tech is taking too heavy a toll. Just a few years ago, the general publicâs response to the rise of what we called âhigh techâ was almost cult-like. Figures like Steve Jobs and Ray Kurzweil were American idols. But then a few prescient critics began questioning where this thrall was leading. In the past few years, weâve seen a welling discussion (at least in some of the non-mainstream media) of whether our preoccupation with âtechâ is taking over our lives in worrisome ways. Is Silicon Valley playing God? Is Google really making us stupid? Is automation making us incompetent? Is the Internet doing an end-run on the sovereignty of nation-states? Is Big Brother here for real, only more pervasively than even George Orwell imagined? Are we losing control of our humanity? But to appreciate that conversation fully, itâs essential to see that itâs not just about the rise of Amazon and Google and a hundred other startups that have made multi-millionaires out of kids not yet fully cognizant of risk, but about a phenomenon of human invention that began with the agricultural revolution of 5,000 to 10,000 years ago, picked up speed over the past 500 years, and has gone into a hurricane-like acceleration over the past 50 years.
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