Joseph Schumpeter was, for some reason, my favourite economist at University. Whilst it's quite harsh, what I admired about him most was his overt recognition that sometimes the demise of something is required in order to give rise to something better. Having had a brief scoot about Wikipedia today to remind myself of what he was about - I studied this nearly 20 years ago - it turns out, he 'popularised the phrase "creative destruction"'.
It's ironic to find this out retrospectively as it sits so well with my support of the philosophies which emerge from the I Ching, but I can't help but believe this man has some answers to the current economic problems we face on a local and a global level.
My thought for today is that propping up things is not the way to go. Some things do indeed need to collapse, however painful, as this will make way for the new and some "entrepreneurial innovation".
More power to the entrepreneurs I say. If we're going to spend a trillion, let's put it to some really good use!
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Sunday, April 5, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Absence of Reason
What on earth is going on?
Seems I might be losing my mind.
Oh well. Apparently it's nothing to worry about.
Apparently it's just nature or nurture taking its collective course.
Oh well - that's ok then, right?
I don't believe it for a second.
I told him, after I'd caught up with myself:
I told the Doc as much.
I said I was being tarnished:
with the same brush.
Without so much as a by your leave.
There's an absence of reason to all this.
Don't worry you're slightly mad.
Just accept it.
Sort of I Ching like in its philosophy
but it seems to lack its wisdom.
I think the only truth I have right now
is that
I have absolutely no idea about absolutely anything,
except that I am really enthralled
by the really fresh green that is emerging from some buds,
by the scents that are arriving with spring,
by the upright latterns of the magnolia tree near a neglected corner of Dulwich Park
and by the promise of butterflies.
When may I emerge from my cocoon?
Seems I might be losing my mind.
Oh well. Apparently it's nothing to worry about.
Apparently it's just nature or nurture taking its collective course.
Oh well - that's ok then, right?
I don't believe it for a second.
I told him, after I'd caught up with myself:
I told the Doc as much.
I said I was being tarnished:
with the same brush.
Without so much as a by your leave.
There's an absence of reason to all this.
Don't worry you're slightly mad.
Just accept it.
Sort of I Ching like in its philosophy
but it seems to lack its wisdom.
I think the only truth I have right now
is that
I have absolutely no idea about absolutely anything,
except that I am really enthralled
by the really fresh green that is emerging from some buds,
by the scents that are arriving with spring,
by the upright latterns of the magnolia tree near a neglected corner of Dulwich Park
and by the promise of butterflies.
When may I emerge from my cocoon?
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