This post was triggered by my reading the following proposal of intent: “The aim of the study group is to create an intellectual platform to theoretically discuss and empirically analyze co-production and its implications for the organization and management of public services”. Is this SPINNING OUR WHEELS, Afraid to face reality? Do YOU, really deep…

We are passing from a long, multi-millennial era of civilizations.  nuet views the era of civilization as late embryonic in a birthing metaphor, from our mammalian conception.  Civilization is the caterpillar in the metamorphosis metaphor. Our past record is a mix of material structures, some with information embedded.  The societal structures which channel much of…

Dan, neat that you can announce your own new post inside a comment to another post somewhere else. So far, all experimental flight vehicles remain experimental and too adventurous for me.  Sorry, but I flashed on this as another type of drone – as I did on the small copter I bought for my grandson…

Powerful Story. THANKS, Jeff. The WWW and our libraries are filled with powerful stories. We need, we seek, Stories. But, will stories be sufficient? What might we need, in addition to stories? I quote from the very end of the piece: “We do not have a new story yet. Each of us is aware of…

Jeff, thanks for the Good News Exemplars.  It has been a long while since I collected World Watch papers; good to see the more attractive cover. Such exemplars are widespread and in nearly all our Domains of Challenge.  Marilyn Ferguson’s 1970s book, The Aquarian Conspiracy was a collection of such exemplars; which I called “Societal…

Two jpg one page docs by Steele to Branson, as the basis for this commentary. One  Two. It is very important that Steele be seriously studied, and involved. As much as I might agree with Steele (once I am familiar with his ample details) on his proposed alternative to Capitalism as Usual, and cannot assign…

In response to a poem posted in FaceBook/ The NextEdge: The machine appeared In the distance, singing to itself Of money. Its song was the web They were caught in, men and women Together. The villages were as flies To be sucked empty. God secreted A tear. Enough, enough, He commanded, but the machine Looked…