Summary: Living in the natural world and experiencing some of first and recent videogames.
By Rio Arrojado, Bahia, Brazil, c. 1982. Photograph by my father, Peter Griffee. I was 5 years old, running around with shorts, often knee-high boots and a stick deep in the Brazilian Cerrado. At first we lived in tents, with a makeshift kitchen whose fire also heated water pumped in from the river. There were plant nurseries, big snakes and spiders, a cleared field for futebol and another that served as a runway for a sturdy aeroplane that was the only other way to arrive other than a two-day hike through wild savannah.
The National Identity Is Made Up piece in the New York Times reminded me of Jiddu Krishnamurti’s words in Freedom From the Known, Chapter 6:
When you call yourself an Indian or a Muslim or a Christian or a European, or anything else, you are being violent. Do you see why it is violent? Because you are separating yourself from the rest of mankind. When you separate yourself by belief, by nationality, by tradition, it breeds violence.
Our news and information sites have succeeded so well, they are failing. We’ve designed them to be quickly scannable—at a glance, I take in the headline, the key visual, and the lead paragraph. But today’s news is anything but simple. The truth cannot be reduced to visual sound bytes. That’s how we got in this mess in the first place.