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Reboot the Universe - Part 3

Many of you (by that, I mean 2 people) have talked to me positively about the Part 2. The rest of you have not violently objected to it either. So I take it that you are all absolutely mesmerized by my brilliance and the never-heard-of-before new wisdom. I have a feeling that Maams would start to interpret anything from me as a marriage proposal. And Kitcha would reaffirm that I am an irresistible dude - no matter how fat I become. Those of you reading me from WhatTheHeckistan or ClericKingdom are certainly admiring me to your goats.

But seriously, my own conscious is biting me on my backside (ouch!!) that I have not said anything new. Now, as I am bumming and reading about the 'Mexican Washerwoman'… Ouch! Sorry, its biting me again. So let me start quickly.

Yea, changing perspective changes one’s universe. That’s what Gandhi did to the masses, Clinton did to the Lewinsky, Steve Jobs doing to us etc.

The (possible) new point here is that it will become harder and harder to change people’s perspectives in the future. This is due to the theory called ‘The Long Tail’. If you are a lazy little wanker, read my description in the next para. If you have real quest for the knowledge, listen to Chris Anderson, the author of Long Tail here.

The post-modernism, which is a trend, is about focusing on the plurality. Think about this stereotype that Hero’s always win and that injustice always gets punished. Now, you are a hero of your life. Don’t you loose at all? All of us have broken the laws and how often were we caught? So the moral is – the edge is as important as the center. But in the past world, there were limited centers of influence (news papers, tele-mediums) that set the trend. With the bottleneck in production and distribution pipelines, the alternative views could never even get their airtime. That explains the universal ‘hit’ culture and the perspectives like busty bosoms are beautiful.

Things are different now. With the internet and ‘social computing’ flattening the world, every alternative view gets its due. This is the Long Tail era. Post-modernism actually, is flourishing at its best. So, with so many alternatives hitting people every minute, think how confused will they be to be influenced with any thing?

Now, that’s a new insight. Ain’t it?

For those (probably the only one) insisting to know the master of the universe, the starbucks woman, my dish-washing-aha-moments... you make me drag this to part 4 (and beyond?)

Comments

  1. My favorite line: The edge is as important as the center. Trust me, there are a million edges that must be provided with the same attention as the center gets.

    Isn't it such a vicious cycle? Might as well do this on a regular basis (rebooting the universe, that is) in the same fashion I do killnotes.exe. Ah, this thought shall be in my mind as soon as I get my hands on my tall drip.

    On to part 4, buddy.

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  2. @ Kay : Killnotes.exe! LOL!!
    Part 4, Sure. Need a coffee, c, conversation with the heroine of 1000 stories....

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  3. It s not so hard. I am already changing my perspective if not for anything but towards u :-) LOL ! well waiting for part 4 ...I hope u need not sit under a tree in gaya to complete this.

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  4. V, changed from what to what :) ?
    yea, part 4 - will bring it..

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