I’m kind of tired of
everyone worshipping the innovation gods, as if every innovation is a sign from above. Of course no one knows if the innovations will
be good for us –– that’s irrelevant. All we need to know is that this is the
innovation age. Go with it. Be optimistic. Have faith.
But the Doubting Thomas in me seems to remember that hydrogenated oil, at its inception, was an innovation. So was the Ford Pinto, Betamax, Subprime Mortgages, DDT, Tanning beds, Crocs and Phone Fingers (remember them!). So was Foursquare.
But the Doubting Thomas in me seems to remember that hydrogenated oil, at its inception, was an innovation. So was the Ford Pinto, Betamax, Subprime Mortgages, DDT, Tanning beds, Crocs and Phone Fingers (remember them!). So was Foursquare.
Emerson wrote, “The
foolish man wonders at the unusual, but the wise man at the usual.” He was
referring to the really big stuff, the timeless, universal meat on the bone.
I can't help but think that a preoccupation with innovation blinds us to wisdom and simple truths, limits us to the general surface of things so we never reach the heart. It's created the assumption that something is better because it
comes from tech, thinking that doesn't give us a chance to ask if, you know, it’s just better for us.
I think we need to remember what a
big idea is.
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