Showing posts with label McKinsey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label McKinsey. Show all posts
Monday, April 29, 2013
A Word on my Personal Utopia and a Public Apology
First of all, if you haven't noticed from my blog posts I am a "cup half full" kind of girl. I believe in the good in people and the world and genuinely think that love and compassion can go a long way in making a better place for us all to live. I try my best to be a good person and do good things and to not be offensive. I also have a dark cynical sarcastic side but I try to keep it contained. Not to say that I don't feed it every once and a while. Regardless, it was brought to my attention after class today, in an extremely inappropriate manner, that I may have offended some people with a comment that I made during our discussion. I just want to be clear and open and honest and set the record straight that my intention is never to be rude or disrespectful or to hurt anyone's feelings. And I am not exaggerating when I say that I think that people with good intentions who make even small steps or small sacrifices towards any positive outcome can make a difference in our world. Therefore I would not want to do anything to negate that ideal. I know that words can hurt and I am not in the business of hurting others.
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Embrace Curiosity
SPOILER ALERT: Do not read if you haven't watched The Island.
“You are special. You were chosen for a purpose.”
The agnates are programmed to believe these lies while they stew in their pool
of goop and await the day when they are “hatched” and prepared to be given over
as an insurance policy. In a world where immortality is a lustrous possibility,
there is a price tag for the potential opting out of dealing with body parts
that will eventually fail. There is a place where “products” are made that
store your own spare parts for when your body gets too old or too broken to
function at its prime.
And who am I to judge? Honestly, who really wants to die
of kidney failure at thirty five? Or be infested with irreplaceable cancerous
organs at fifty with no foreseeable future. I can totally understand the allure
in this grand scheme. Until of course you realize that these “products” are
living, breathing, feeling, and functioning members of their own miniature
society. Or, until you are faced with the sad reality of watching their
excitement over getting a chance to go to “The Island.” The child-like
innocence of these people only adds to the horror once you realize that they
aren’t going to a tropical island, but to a butcher shop.
In this extremely
controlled environment the people in charge attempt to keep the “products” from
feeling emotions by monitoring proximity and the level of human interaction or
the depth of relationships, but with Lincoln the dominos come crumbling down.
Lincoln is curious. And that in a sense is the root of the “problem.” His
curiosity pushes him to make observations and ask questions that aren’t
expected of him. It’s interesting that curiosity is one main thing that is
often limited or controlled in the utopias that we’ve studied. By limiting
access to books, education, and cultural experiences people are less likely to
realize what is missing in their daily lives. The control certainly goes to an
extreme in this movie, but still fails in the end. The circumstances in this
movie leave viewers to question, what does it mean to be human? What parts make
up a complete person? Are there pieces that are more important than others? Are
there pieces that can be left out? We also might ask ourselves what extent
would we be willing to go to in order to save our own lives? It might seem frustrating
at first, but being left with a multitude of questions is a good thing. It’s
good to be curious.
Image #1: http://lydia.bradley.edu/hilltopics/11winter/images-features/home-aging.jpg
Image #2: http://i2.listal.com/image/4187973/600full-the-island-screenshot.jpg
Image #3:http://www.thezooom.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/Be-curious-Albert-Einstein-240x357.jpg
The Future of Thinking
It’s a scary thought to consider the possibility of someone
knowing the inner workings of your mind before they manifest into reality. In
fact, many things about this future are intimidating and cause one to be
fearful. Imagine “driving” home in your car and being re-routed to an alternate
destination based on wherever those in charge want or need you to be. And there
is no off switch; you have no control over the situation. Unless of course you
want to pull a Tom Cruise and bust out of the window and risk your life in oncoming
traffic. Or imagine walking into a store where there is a scanner that detects
your identity and immediately begins to speak to you personally about your
purchasing history. It’s creepy, and an invasion of privacy. Not to mention the
invasion of privacy that occurs when tiny electronic spiders enter your home
and interrupt your daily life in order to scan your eyes to ensure your
identity. But, is it all in part to keep the people safe? And if it is, does
that make it okay?
The most promising argument that I found in the film for the
implementation of the pre-crime initiative was this basic conversation: “Why
did you catch that ball? … Because it was going to fall.” Basically, if you
know something is going to happen, and you can prevent it then why wouldn’t you?
But, the problem here is how do you know for certain that it will happen? We
realize in the movie that it comes down to the split second and people have
free will and the ability to choose differently and to not commit an act that
they may have thought about. It goes back to people being in charge of their own
destiny. People are capable of making the right decision in the end despite previous
negative or violent thoughts. The pre-cog tells the chief, “You know your own
future, which means you can change it if you want to.” In a world where people
with good intentions attempt to rid the smaller society of DC from murder,
there is the ever-present reality that the system is flawed because it is
human. This reminds us that although we are prone to be flawed and we don’t
always make the right choices, that there is always the possibility of the
opposite. In this movie they allow that possibility to outweigh the risk. We
are left with a remotely uplifting ending for a change.
Image #1: http://www.tomcruise.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/tom-cruise-minority-report-leap.jpg
Image #2: http://3dguy.tv/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/billboard500.jpg
Image #3: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikAxOpiUmu_dsIOAv-xaSeHi-H9dmVncxOc2LmSGxikUlQyiieTThOc9BaXr98h8nipmhJsawyvn75OXc211rcsB2x_Ke3ru2tN34dq3mS2TJwL2YTeekeF4uSaNL_tINVos4iL7GL_wDY/s1600/minority_report.jpg
Image #4: http://www.blogcdn.com/www.switched.com/media/2011/03/precogbooks.jpg
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
The Borrowed Ladder and Our Society's Climb
The opening screen of Gattaca offers this Bible verse from
Ecclesiastes: “Consider God’s handiwork, who can straighten what He hath made
crooked?” This line deepens in meaning
as the movie progresses. First of all, in this world of the “not too-distant
future,” God rarely gets the chance to make anything “crooked.” When a married
couple decides that they want to conceive a child they do so in a way that
ensures that the child will have the best “parts” of both of the parents. The
geneticist wipes out any markers for potential shortcomings in the child’s
future. Luckily, the viewers are given the opportunity to follow Vincent who will
“never know what possessed [his] mother to put her fate in God’s hands rather
than that of the local geneticist.” [Insert mixed feelings rant about the
reality of our own current scientific ability to control the genetic make-up of
babies in-utero. The pros and cons and the scary possibility of what the future
may hold and the difficult decisions forced upon expecting parents.] Vincent’s
perspective allows us to see the hardship of this position in their society as
well as the possibility of success that can be realized when someone decides to
fight for his/her self.
OR
As we watch Vincent who refuses to abide by the genetic
caste system that is put into place by his society, we cannot help but take a
good look around our own society and evaluate the state that we are in. How
different does our own world appear? I’m not shouting from one side or the
other, but is it really that different to offer jobs based on college pedigree?
When Vincent goes to his “interview” they take a blood sample and thus the
interview process is concluded and he is hired. Isn’t that similar to what
happens when someone applies to a job who has graduated from Harvard, Yale or
Brown? And isn’t it a perpetual cycle? Typically Harvard attendees are not
students who were raised without a wealth of resources. In real life it is the
exception to pull yourself up by “your boot straps” and climb from the gutter
of poverty into the seat at an Ivy League school. This one simple similarity
causes us to search for and point out many other similarities between Vincent’s
world and our own. Then we are left to question our comfort level with the similarities
and our urge to be active in taking a stand against them.
Things change for Vincent when he and his brother Anton play
“chicken” in the ocean and Vincent wins. Realizing that it was not genetically
predetermined for Anton to always win helped Vincent to realize that he could
rebel against the system and prove everyone wrong (even if they wouldn’t be
aware of it). Vincent realizes that HE is in control of his destiny, not his
DNA! This is a lesson that many people, myself included, could benefit from
learning. Maybe it isn’t your DNA that is holding you back, but in general we
could all use the reminder that we are in control of our everyday lives and
choices. Yes, some of us may believe that there is someone Greater that is inevitably
in control, but we must make a conscious effort to ensure that we are even
living up to the potential that He has placed in us.
We may be frighteningly close to this “not too-distant
future,” but we have not entirely landed there yet. So while we still have the
fighting chance, let’s not “save anything for the swim back!”
Image #1: http://grumpyelder.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/baby-gift-from-God.jpg
Image #2: http://d3gqasl9vmjfd8.cloudfront.net/80d33999-091d-461d-a269-c0ddec8ee887.png
Image #3: http://huttshead.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/rags-to-riches.png
Image #4: http://s3.amazonaws.com/win-forever-blog/2012/08/DESTINY.png
Image #5: http://xc2.xanga.com/ca9e1bf0c2635279112399/z222339924.jpg
Thursday, April 4, 2013
The Meaning of One Life
I would be extremely self-assured and pompous if I claimed
to hold the key that unlocks the box that contains all that is wrong in our
society. I do not assume that my meager understanding of the motives that drive
humans to commit horrible acts is sufficient enough to rationalize or even
comprehend the suffering in our world.
However, as I delved deeper into this Brave New World, I found many alarming
similarities between our actual modern society and the fictional one imagined
by Huxley. The most poignant and alarming section that stood out to me personally
was when John attempted to mourn over the loss of his mother Linda. In disgust
of John’s emotions the narrator comments, “As though death were something
terrible, as though any one mattered as much as all that” (206). This simple
sentence immediately brought my sensibilities to all of the senseless deaths
that occur on a daily basis because of violence, poverty, hunger, and disease.
I was convicted over the lack of acknowledgement given to one life especially
in underdeveloped countries.
Is it the overpopulation of our planet and the
all-consuming society that we live in that allows us to overlook or not mourn
for the individual deaths that occur every second? Or is it the sheer mass of
suffering that keeps us from being able to process or acknowledge the
individual losses. Especially those not directly related to our own personal
lives. I just can’t help but believe that the world would be a better place if
more people reacted to sad events, suffering, or loss like John and less people
reacted like the twins. If we took the time to process the emotions that attach
themselves to the suffering that exists in our world perhaps we would be
motivated to work together towards an answer. Perhaps if we realized that “one
life does matter as much as all that,” then we would work harder to preserve
that life and to ensure that future lives to come are afforded a chance at happiness
and health.
In this new world, “The greatest care is taken to prevent you from
loving anyone too much” (237). I think that in our own world that we could
benefit from loving ourselves more as well as those that we share this world
with. If we focus on improving our own self-worth it will encourage us to value
others more as well. Overcome with the emotion of his loss John realizes and
demands, “I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger,
I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin” (240). All of these things are small parts of
our daily lives that we take for granted. Essentially, choice is the common
thread behind John’s list of demands. My argument is that if we choose to see
the value in a single human life, and choose to place importance on that life
that we will be making the choice to make a “better new world.”
Image #1: http://www.cone10studios.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/pandoras-box.jpg
Image #2: http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/2nbaAYBR_DU/mqdefault.jpg
Image #3: http://www.onelifearlington.org/resources/OneLife2.jpg
Image #4: http://www.dctigertalk.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/self-worth-tattoo.jpg
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