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What I hope for and what I expect in 2009 are different.

I hope for greater transparency and honesty in political and business leadership. I hope to see more cooperation and less competition in  every aspect of life. I also hope for greater forgiveness - as Robert Anton Wilson said 'The happiest people are those who forgive the most'. Also taxes that make incomes more equitable. And all the other stuff.

And as a friend of mine says when anyone moans about the inconsequential: 'Would you like to stand with a microphone in front of 10.000 starving people and say that?'.

What I expect is that the interubez will increasingly enable my hopes.

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by Sven Triloqvist on Fri Dec 19th, 2008 at 10:19:44 AM EST
I think we get a lot of what people hope for, here at ET and elsewhere.  I suppose when we write out what we think is going wrong and what should be done, we're expressing some hopes...pushing out towards our more ideal future.

But, imagining you are just here for a few weeks then off to another of the many multiverses, Sven Triloqvist, Spatial Ranger, and you don't have any special powers beyond the normal human range, but you're going to be off next week, so I ask: What do you think is going to happen?

I dunno--am I asking a stupid question?  Nobody knows what's going to happen, we all have thoughts, dreams, but I was--still am--interested in people's ideas--a kind of, "Okay, here are my best guesses."

But...is that a dumb thing to ask?  I'm not sure if people just are thinking, "Well, I really don't know."  And that says something when the site is full of commenters with keen minds and a good handle on current events...

...if no one here wants to (or can) look into their crystal ball and make a few predictions, well, okay.

Specifically, I'm interested in finance and production (manufacture) as it seems to me that big changes are already underway and people's maps (not hopes this time) of the near future...I don't know, I'd find them interesting.

But I think I expresseth it badlink or missed geisting zeits etc.  As you say, if they don't get the point, I must have phrased it badly--or there's no point to get..heh...sproingk!

Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.

by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Fri Dec 19th, 2008 at 10:47:22 AM EST
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i'll just put the positive stuff!

i think the spread of the deceptively gentle art of satire will boom in 2009, due to reality's lapping it.

racing round the tubez, viral scoff mind memes will reduce millions to helpless, rueful hilarity, after which they will rise e-invigorated to put their shoulders too to the mouse scroll-wheel and blog the planet into a new dimension.

people will stop blathering about 'the psychology of consumers' and other such balderdash, and discuss better ways to darn yer socks and pickle yer walnuts. gossip will return to the washing line, as dryers will all be silent, turned into container gardens, or flywheel powered lettuce centrifuges.

people will use seeds as money.

city nights will be starry, owls, foxes and nightingales will cruise berkeley square along with barefoot carolling troubadours.

people will compete to be the most poor-looking, and anyone actually in a position to buy anything will be extremely discreet about it.

after the first human wave hits whitehall and white house, overpowering the security services with hugs and smiles (the cops ran screaming off into the night, or put down their arms and joined their countrymens' dance, refusing to fire rubber bullets into a crowd of mothers and children, or taser/teargas them). the government saw sense and sent everyone home with free biodegradable action movies where the heroes didn't blow people and things away to 'attain plot resolution'.

when everyone has stopped laughing about how easy that was, the skulldiggers will come out sheepishly, profusely apologising for their scurrilous ways, and racing each other to give away their fortunes.

maybe that was 2010, i can get a bit alt-timerz around this kind of timetravel, give or take...

everyone eats organic food and the hospitals are empty, doctors putter in the conservatory herbal gardens to while away the days waiting for the occasional patient, and since everyone will live till 100 minimum if they desire, there is a lot of attention paid to making old folks very comfortable.

oh yes, the economy...

it just sort of fizzled out, the concept became moot sometime around late may, when millions realised that their summer holidays would last for ever.

there's a mad scientist who vies for world domination by threatening to use a space-sourced sine wave to be beamed down on the planet everywhere, till no one gets any sleep.

he tries it out on a small county in siberia, and all go insane except those who had carefully trained their eardrums over decades to withstand unusual amounts of pressure, in other words three old finn rockers in retirement, living on the edge of some tiny village out in desi urzu land, down a rutted lane only passable 3 nights a year.

they were crooning doo-wop in the sauna, and thought the sinewave was just another soundbite from the stars.

they tried to harmonise with it, but gave up after the oscillation got too much for their ululating, and simply banged their crania in time to the beat until merciful sleep reigned in the snowy void.

some unschooled one-headed peasant-magus emerges from the tundra with the key to returning the staggering siberians back to their normal vodka-consciousness they preferred to terrestrial cognition.

she unpacks the algorhythm and zooms it back to the dreaded uber-perp, who collapses media-ficently, burning out a million server-farms and three nutwork tv stations making sure there'd be no sequel.

great google almighty!

'The history of public debt is full of irony. It rarely follows our ideas of order and justice.' Thomas Piketty

by melo (melometa4(at)gmail.com) on Fri Dec 19th, 2008 at 04:03:35 PM EST
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Well I'm sure on your wavelength tonight - somwhere around 4,000 ångströms ;-)

Well said, sir...

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by Sven Triloqvist on Fri Dec 19th, 2008 at 04:07:59 PM EST
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4,000? why so blue?

(and yes I know its more violet than blue)

Any idiot can face a crisis - it's day to day living that wears you out.

by ceebs (ceebs (at) eurotrib (dot) com) on Sat Dec 20th, 2008 at 11:57:51 PM EST
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We are Purple Pros ;-)

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by Sven Triloqvist on Sun Dec 21st, 2008 at 05:28:16 AM EST
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I really have no idea about the future. I almost am ready to accept that it will be what it will be - as the accumulated organic desire of billions of people living and acting 16 hours a day. And of all those who have ever lived.

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by Sven Triloqvist on Fri Dec 19th, 2008 at 04:12:35 PM EST
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what, no rock monsters?

Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.

by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Fri Dec 19th, 2008 at 05:44:30 PM EST
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Well, as one who values conversing with ancient rocks, I can make an attempt at prognostication (later), but first this prediction.

With each passing hour, it becomes more and more likely that the Crazy Horse will actually make the move to Bremen on Monday, assuming of course that the Sprinter shows up for hauling purposes.  Most of the past six weeks in the Hansastadt Bremen has been interesting fun, but it could be better with my stuff around.  (Liquid though much of it is. ;-))

"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Ana´s Nin

by Crazy Horse on Sat Dec 20th, 2008 at 10:35:12 AM EST
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Bremen was my mothers home town, and I still have an uncle living in Oldenburg. Loads of windmills and some quite nice (if flat) landscape.  I hope you enjoy it there.

notes from no w here
by Frank Schnittger (mail Frankschnittger at hot male dotty communists) on Sun Dec 21st, 2008 at 06:53:37 PM EST
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