POEM: Unemployed Stat

Unemployment hit a 5-year low
Still, Bob remains 100% unemployed

This short poem highlights the difference between and people.  can estimate probabilities with some accuracy of how a large group of people may act, or be affected by something.  cannot reliably predict stuff on an individual level.  The farther we get away from individuals, the greater “” statistics wields.  Of course, we could compile all the statistics in the world and estimate what the average or typical human would be like, yet never actually know anything meaningful about any individual human.  That typical human being would be a 27-year-old, Mandarin-speaking, , agricultural worker.  Those researchers might well learn more about by going to lunch with their other researchers.  To take a simpler example, suppose researchers measured the foot size of every person in the United States and calculated the average value.  If leaders used this information to provide everyone with a pair of average-sized shoes, there would be a lot of shoes thrown at such leaders.  Except for the exceptional genius of baggy pants, one-size-fits-all often doesn't work well. In many cases, the is closer to one-size-fits-none.  The point is that the farther we get away from knowing individual human beings the less we know about .

Statistics is .  Statistics knows nothing of .  Statistics treats human beings as deterministic objects.  Only by studying huge numbers of people can statistics succeed at sufficiently washing out individual differences.  Granted, most human systems are very complex and many of these differences are, in fact, “material” or deterministic differences.  Nonetheless, the grandest fallacy or illusion brought by the of statistics is that human is insignificant and can be ignored or rounded down to zero.  The greatest fact that can only be ignored only at the peril of losing our is that human freedom is the very reality that most defines humans.

Bob is not a statistic.  Bob is not simply something to be tallied up, or experimented on for other people's edification.  For those who actually care about Bob, statistics provide little human warmth and limited .  Without human caring, which is ultimately rooted in intimate human , statistics serve to dehumanize us.  The issue is not whether to abandon statistics as a human tool to help understand the physical world around us.  The issue is whether our humanity will wield tools for our betterment, or such tools will wither our humanity.

People who seek great need to scale up their individual power through tools.  If the scale of power sought exceeds one's ability to exercise their humanity, by growing their own humanity and the humanity of others, then tools become weapons against humanity.  The exercise, and even threat, of such power exceeding a human scale can tempt others to react in an equally inhumane way.  This “self” defense is often justified as an equal and opposite reaction.  However, unless inhumane treatment is met with humane treatment, then the interaction is nothing more than physics — every reaction has an equal and opposite reaction.  If humanity doesn't respond to inhumanity out its own higher , humanity, then it is reduced to inhumanity.  Part of human existence is physics.  However, if we don't recognize and live into our higher , in the realm of metaphysics, then humans will closely resemble billiard balls, albeit very complex billiard balls.  The ability to react in a humane way to any situation is, in fact, what human response-ability is!  Newton's third law of motion, that every reaction has an equal and opposite reaction, is not adequate to explain human behavior.  Though, ironically, the less free we become, the closer this seems true.  I don't know about you, but for me, as a free range human being, that's not the way I roll!

Sadly, the temptations of great power, whether to secure great power for oneself or to react in “self” defense against such power, seem to be an everyday reality for most humans.  Modern-day success often seems to rest on either wielding power over others, or, at best, reaching a form of detente, where we react in equal and opposite ways, hoping not to reduce humanity any further, but not willing to our humanity to up the game.  Unfortunately, any slightest miscalculation will degrade humanity.  And the calculating humans required for even the best detente have already sacrificed their humanity to play a game of billiards.  In fact, without higher aspirations, people become tools — or at least begin to appear as tools.  Yet, people are not tools.  Hope springs eternal.

Reintroducing human scales, necessarily smaller and decentralized, resting on a rich and robust foundation of human , is the greatest challenge humans face in responding to globalization and cancerous capitalistic and consumer culture.  We need to get over the notion that modern civilization's are too big to fail.  We need to get over the notion that wee, the people, are too small to make a difference.  The is the opposite.  Western civilization is deeply dependent on dehumanization and continues to race unabated past natural limits, most notably by destroying the very environment we depend upon.  Humans depending on dehumanization and doggedly insisting that we “shit where we eat,” is unsustainable.  Either humans transcend such dependencies or we will descend into .  Either humans learn to live in with or nature will “select” us, or at least our cancerous globalized civilization, out of existence in some Darwinian .  Nature may be kind enough to simply scale us down a bit, doing for us what we can't do for ourselves, in a Newtonian third law of motion tour de force.  We can do better.  Not through and ever more precise power grabs.  I suspect the seed of a successful human will be rooted in personally nurturing Bob and singing of humanity rather than bowing to the steady hum of a wickedly efficient bureau of statistics.

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