when you're staring at a fan it just
looks like a big circle but if you drag
your eyes in the direction the fan is
spinning for a split second you can see
the individual
blades when discussing macro versus
micro level human behavior this is a
pretty good analogy macro studies the
fan micro studies the blades but much
like this analogy micro analysis is sort
of doomed to be pulling something out of
a moment as the blades are constantly
moving also in this analogy the blades
instead of consistently spinning with
the fan can sometimes fly off and invent
the fidget spinner or do
911 macro Trends and behaviors are
slower moving and easier to establish
micr Trends are
volatile sometimes microt Trends aren't
even Trends they're isolated events spur
of the- moment happenings driven by
emotion or time bombs that we had no
idea the fuse had been lit for ages
ago in Katamari damasi you play a little
dude with a ball he rolls [ __ ] up in it
it's cute and Plucky let's say you're a
citizen of a city citizen of a city
sorry little vocal stem there in the
catamara universe a little guy the size
of an eraser Rolls by look at him go
sure all your bobby pins are missing but
he looks so happy and he's turning all
that random crap into stars in the sky
that doesn't seem so
bad organization of civilization seemed
fantastic in the early days pulling an
organized system out of a seemingly
hateful world where dying of starvation
and thirst and animal maming or regular
occurrences was akin to Alchemy in that
way societal structure still is a good
thing given that alternative I imagine
people who think that having some amount
of order to parse out a bit of the chaos
of existence is bad have never lived in
abject
chaos by this logic so what if the
people determining the order lives
slightly better than those just living
in it at least there's consistently
available water and food that's a huge
upgrade and this justification of
inequity based in fear began to
snowball that little guy's ball is now
the size of a cat he's rolling up all
the dish wear and food off people's
plates the children cry because all the
juice boxes and snacks have become one
with the sphere your Chihuahua is gone
but look at those stars can't beat that
view right yeah boy after a while things
start to skew a bit more in terms of
balance it's no longer that the
organizers live slightly better they
live massively better and they've
appointed many organizers to oversee
protection of how much better they're
living and the many organizers live
slightly better as compensation sure
things have improved for the regular
people somewhat as well but the ratio is
no longer in the realm of reasonable
comparison and negative sentiment is
circulating among those Born Into the
lower group the ball is now the size of
a person Shrubbery books pets and
anything of holdable size are now one
with the ball the skinny children are
missing parents are desperately
fattening their children in hopes to
outrun the ball's growing size it's
growing hunger inequity grows the Gap
widens more systems are put into place
to protect the Gap the have Moores want
more systems are put into place to Grant
the lower people slightly more security
from the survivalist fears they're still
connected to these systems still benefit
the have Moores they feed off the
population fear of returning to how
things were before using examples in the
world where things are that way to
encourage gratitude the fear is still
stronger than descent to work alongside
the system is viewed as the only
sensible
solution Brian Thompson grew up in this
stage the ball is now the size of a car
the remaining people are hiding in their
homes yards are Barren and stripped of
fences there are no street signs or
bicycles anymore there are barely roads
things are now Wild disparate between
the halves and Have Nots but there's
enough middling distribution that
sentiment is still mixed anyone who
questions this distribution is covertly
deposed information is controlled and
parsed out entertainment becomes a
center point for focusing the attention
of the populace the worst labor is
distributed to people far away to
prevent the building of negative
sentiment
locally those who look can see it but
most choose not to the ball is now the
size of a building homes are in runs the
population is down to dozens people are
hiding in bunkers and praying to the
stars made of their children and loved
ones for Sanctuary still the ball takes
every structure until All That Remains
is flat hard packed
dirt a Gilded Age exists simultaneously
alongside a crisis of distribution
random individuals are elevated in what
is essentially a lottery that gives
those at the bottom hopes of seeing the
heights they defend those who feed off
them believing one day will be their
time to feed the Hales need for more has
crippled the ecology they live alongside
but this is deemed fair in pursuit of a
lifestyle that they one day hope to
obtain the system is poised to strike
against anyone who questions this order
death and sickness are key leverage
points for the system the suppression of
our natural discomfort and the Reliance
on whether or not the purse holders deem
you worthy of treatment the sick can't
push back as easily the people watch as
their parents and grandparents suffer
under a system that manipulates and
abuses them as they work into old age
because they're retiring was
insufficient while Psychopaths and
morons are drowned in more money than a
single person or family could ever use
in a reasonable
manner the ball is now the size of a
city awareness is no longer a question
everyone everywhere can see it no matter
where they distribute the labor no
matter where they move the trash in this
age of information the halves can no
longer hide even those who do not want
to look can see it but most lie to
themselves to avoid the pain or convince
themselves of its normaly
there must be something they can do but
this system is so deeply entrenched that
those benefiting from it don't even
recognize their fortune and they still
want more descent has become louder than
fear with increasingly little to lose if
the system is inescapable and increasing
misery is nearly a guarantee what is
there to fear in
descent the ball is now the size of a
small island there must be something
that can be done Luigi manone grew up in
this stage