The art side that remains

If you flipped through A Brief History of the World, you would find our Informational Age just a blip.
Yet it is the  Age we are in i.e. algorithm, self-check out, no Saturday delivery of Saturday Evening Post.

Even when Google can translate a document into many languages, an editor is still needed since he/she can make sense of the by-then jumbled verbiage.

Glad to know human are still considered valuable.

And just to put more weight to defend the human side, it’s the engineers (human, and in some case, Ph.D. in anthropology) who tweaked the behavioral-targeted algorithms in the first place.

Sometimes, I wish we could put the formulas on trial, after the fiasco on Wall Street (the Ph. D. guy fled after refusing to be interviewed by the Rolling Stone, admitting no wrong doing i.e. I just invented the formula, but it’s up to Sachs and others to use it for whatever end they had in mind).

OKay.

Who is to blame? Machine or man? Math or Art?  Maybe both are not evil, but the situation we found ourselves in (e.g. it’s too costly for the FBI to keep highly qualified staff in New York for early detection). At this edit, SEC staff were found watching porno at work instead of being on the case (News organizations would insert Madoff picture here to illustrate the point, after showing porno picture to catch viewer’s attention).

Back to our defense of the “art” side in our Google age.

We still need people, in spite of  their weakness and frailty. Out of those shared conditions, human can empathize with others and sometimes can finish their sentences.

Yes, I know how you feel.

I felt the same way.

It’s the 10 percent rule (Presentation layer, tip of the iceberg, leaving the machine to crunch 90% of the analytic load).

Glad to be of help. Handshake. Smile. And goodbye, and good luck. And luck, sometimes determines the rest of the story, or human history for that matter.

Warren Buffet said the best deal was the deal we didn’t expect.

We are still just a blip on the radar screen, when looking back from the Omega standpoint. Yet, we are each unique, with our imprints

and fingerprints, birthday and obituary.  From cradle to the grave, we have acted, and reacted to forces uninvited.

And in between stimulus and response, as Covey reiterates Viktor Frankl’s theory, we have a choice. A pause, however short, to delay reaction or sometimes, in spite of ourselves, choose a civilized response, to put the Art in the Start, to show the 10% is still in charge. Try me, machine, I can and will unplug you.