Climate doomers are to the climate emergency what heavy metal is to apocalyptic war: a kind of niche gardening.
“Culture eats policy for lunch every day.”
Ignorance leaves traces via surprise or shock, which means trace is never without place.
If pictured as a Renaissance ceiling fresco, risk-seeking innovators would be little putti wheeling around St Market, upwards into a cerulean sky.
One reason for policy messes is that those who should be turning in their graves can’t.
Inequality, like congeries, is a plural noun.
Sheets of blank paper held up by protesters–now that’s no empty signifier! [Alternatively: “It’s damned hard,” as Wittgenstein reportedly said, “to write things that make blank sheets better!”]
The function of policy and management messes is to frustrate the storyline of beginning, middle and end–which is a very good mess to be in at times.
The “r” in “water” is for reliability.
They read less as crisis scenarios in need of details than grudges passed off as threats.
It’s because we demand complex organizations to be rational (formal) that they have had to become natural (informal).
So many new policy statements are like staging a house for sale. If bought, the furniture actually used inside differs considerably.
Somewhere between platform governance and content moderation is curation of multiple websites granular enough for different policies and their management.
There is no little irony in a privatized market approach to critical service provision, based in individual self-interest, and a technology-based approach that promises to free us from all manner of selfishness when it comes to that provision.
Consider the economist’s “the opportunities are attractive, if technological and regulatory challenges are overcome” and the engineer’s “the opportunities are attractive, if economic and regulatory challenges are overcome”: In either case, scapegoating regulation keeps each discipline from fragmenting further.
WHEN COMPLEX IS AS SIMPLE AS IT GETS 