{"id":88600,"date":"2024-04-22T04:00:55","date_gmt":"2024-04-22T08:00:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/?p=88600"},"modified":"2024-04-21T20:20:39","modified_gmt":"2024-04-22T00:20:39","slug":"the-internal-stresses-of-the-modern-techno-optimist-family","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/2024\/04\/22\/the-internal-stresses-of-the-modern-techno-optimist-family\/","title":{"rendered":"The internal stresses of the modern techno-optimist family"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.honest-broker.com\/p\/how-we-became-a-techno-optimist-family?publication_id=296132&#038;post_id=143337399&#038;isFreemail=true&#038;r=2jlrz&#038;triedRedirect=true\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Ted Gioia<\/a> on the joys of techno-optimism (as long as you don&#8217;t have to eat Meal 3.0, anyway):<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>We were now the ideal Techno-Optimist couple. So imagine my shock when I heard crashing and thrashing sounds from the kitchen. I rushed in, and could hardly believe my eyes.<\/p>\n<p>Tara had taken my favorite coffee mugs, and was pulverizing them with a sledgehammer. I own four of these \u2014 and she had already destroyed three of them.<\/p>\n<p>This was alarming. Those coffee mugs are like my personal security blanket.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What are you doing?&#8221; I shouted.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;We need to <em>move fast and break things<\/em>&#8220;, she responded, a steely look in her eyes. &#8220;That&#8217;s what <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Move_fast_and_break_things\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Mark Zuckerberg tells us to do<\/a>.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;But don&#8217;t destroy my coffee mugs!&#8221; I pleaded.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s NOT destruction,&#8221; she shouted. &#8220;It&#8217;s <em>creative destruction<\/em>! You haven&#8217;t read your <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Joseph_Schumpeter\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Schumpeter<\/a>, or you&#8217;d know the difference.&#8221; <\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_88601\" style=\"width: 863px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Screenshot-2024-04-22-at-20-15-07-How-We-Became-a-Techno-Optimist-Family.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-88601\" src=\"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Screenshot-2024-04-22-at-20-15-07-How-We-Became-a-Techno-Optimist-Family-853x330.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"853\" height=\"330\" class=\"size-large wp-image-88601\" srcset=\"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Screenshot-2024-04-22-at-20-15-07-How-We-Became-a-Techno-Optimist-Family-853x330.png 853w, https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Screenshot-2024-04-22-at-20-15-07-How-We-Became-a-Techno-Optimist-Family-480x186.png 480w, https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Screenshot-2024-04-22-at-20-15-07-How-We-Became-a-Techno-Optimist-Family-150x58.png 150w, https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Screenshot-2024-04-22-at-20-15-07-How-We-Became-a-Techno-Optimist-Family-768x297.png 768w, https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Screenshot-2024-04-22-at-20-15-07-How-We-Became-a-Techno-Optimist-Family.png 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 853px) 100vw, 853px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-88601\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Mark Zuckerberg and Joseph Schumpeter<\/p><\/div>\n<p>She was right \u2014 it had been a long time since I&#8217;d read Schumpeter, and only had the vaguest recollection of those boring books. Didn&#8217;t he drink coffee? I had no idea. So I watched helplessly as Tara smashed the final mug to smithereens.<\/p>\n<p>I was at a loss for words. But when she turned to my prized 1925 Steinway XR-Grand piano, I let out an involuntary shriek.<\/p>\n<p><em>No, no, no, no \u2014 not the Steinway.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>She hesitated, and then spoke with eerie calmness: &#8220;I understand your feelings. But is this analog input system something a Techno-Optimist family should own?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I had to think fast. Fortunately I remembered that my XR-Grand was a strange Steinway, and it originally had incorporated a <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/File:Steinway_piano_-_Duo-Art.ogg\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\">player piano mechanism<\/a> (later removed from my instrument). This gave me an idea:<\/p>\n<p>I started improvising (one of my specialties):<\/p>\n<ul>\n<p><em>You&#8217;re absolutely right. A piano is a shameful thing for a Techno-Optimist to own. Our music should express <strong>Dreams of Tomorrow<\/strong>. [I hummed a few bars.] But this isn&#8217;t really a piano \u2014 you need to consider it as a high performance peripheral, with limitless upgrade potential.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/ul>\n<p>I opened the bottom panel, and pointed to the empty space where the player piano mechanism had once been. &#8220;This is where we insert the MIDI interface. Just wait and see.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She paused, and thought it over \u2014 but still kept the sledgehammer poised in midair. Then asked: &#8220;Are you sure this isn&#8217;t just an outmoded legacy system?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Trust me, baby,&#8221; I said with all the confidence I could muster. &#8220;Together we can transform this bad boy into a cutting edge digital experience platform. We will sail on it together into the Metaverse.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She hesitated \u2014 then put down the sledgehammer. Disaster averted!<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;re blinding me with science, my dear,&#8221; I said to her in my most conciliatory tone.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Technology!&#8221; she responded with a saucy grin. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ted Gioia on the joys of techno-optimism (as long as you don&#8217;t have to eat Meal 3.0, anyway): We were now the ideal Techno-Optimist couple. So imagine my shock when I heard crashing and thrashing sounds from the kitchen. I rushed in, and could hardly believe my eyes. 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