Somewhat of a conglomeration of many things said already, but modern life in general is pretty marvelous. I frequently sit and wonder about how truely advanced we are. And how much more sits just around the corner.
For example, something totally mundane to me is snowboarding in the backcountry. But the last time I went, I was struck by how complex it all really is. Firstly, we had to advance as a civilization to the point where I can be paid and provide for myself and my family while only working 40 hours out of a week. Not a thousand years ago, I would have had to spend almost all of my time merely scraping out an existence, so I wouldn’t have had the time to pursue any leisure activities. Next we had to put such value on our leisure time to devote countless hours to improving our understanding of how to make our leisure better and better.
The amount of accumulated information alone is astounding: knowledge of snow conditions and avalanch dangers, what shape a snowboard should be to be most effective, how to best wax and tune said snowboard, what the weather should be like at 10:00 AM, ect. Any one of these topics I’ve learned about via books, the internet, person to person instruction and years of experience. Each single topic could easily take a lifetime to teach yourself, but I’ve picked up the vast majority of it in a dozen years or so.
Then comes the technology: Someone figured out how to make goretex- a plastic/fabric that lets water go one way and not the other, I’m wearing a directional radio transmitter so I could be found if I got buried under 20 feet of snow, I have a wax on my snowboard that’s designed to do its job best when the temp is 10-20 degrees outside, I have a helmet on that has wireless headphones that can tell when I’m talking on my radio to my friends hundreds of yards away and then change back to music when I’m riding (choosing from the roughly 5,000 songs that fit on a device smaller than a candy bar). My watch has sensors on it to tell me how high I am in elevation, what the barometric pressure is (and how it has been trending over the past 24 hours, so I don’t have to bother remembering anything), and gives me a compass heading. All of that and I haven’t even changed the battery, even though it’s been running for years. I’m wearing a camera the size of a roll of quarters and it can record almost six hours of video on a stable portable media the size of a thick postage stamp.
To say nothing of the physical aspects: My body was first able to climb to a high elevation- my lungs knew to work just a little bit harder, my marrow started cranking out more red blood cells to cover the slack, my kidneys somehow got a signal to pull a little extra plasma out of the blood stream to concentrate my blood a little and increase my hematocrit a bit. My muscle cells stared to talk to all of the rest of my body, letting them know when they needed some more glucose to keep doing there jobs. Which after all, is rearranging some molecules between two proteins over and over and over. Billions of years ago they decided to make a team with some other types of cells and agree to contract forever if the other cells would share some food with them. Add a few billion other specialized cells and you start to have highly functional (for the time being) organism. All of the specialized parts interact with each other, via tiny electrical shocks and combinations of excreted chemicals.
My mind could look at a map of the mountain we were on and turn my observations into a corresponding position. I could visualize what the lines on the map represented in the real world, and I was able to plan my ascent and maintain a concentration on a long term goal, continually making choices regarding my surroundings and I didn’t even have to think about it. I had the muscle memory to turn and adjust the snowboard to make it move where I wanted it to go. I was able to visually assess the mountain ahead of me, plot a physics intense trajectory through dangerous obstacles, while still reacting to unseen troubles all without even thinking about it, any more than “That looks like where I would like to go…” and heading there. I can do all of while singing along to the music if I feel like it. Or while pondering the whole meaning of ‘life’.
And then to think about all of this and to realize that all of the work and planning and billions of years of evolution, thousands of different patents, the guy that put the cream cheese in the package that’s on the bagel I’m eating, my mitochondria working their asses off, the doctor that fixed my broken leg when I was twelve; how it all comes together to put me in that one moment…
And for no more reason for doing it than simply because it is pleasing to me. Not 500 years ago it would have bordered on impossible to have done any of it in a lifetime and today I haven’t even made it to lunch yet. Whoa- Sometimes it can blow your mind.