The Best is Past.

This morning MOT. Sailed through after I’d wiped off the telltale signs of a worn out oil seal from the fork leg on the way. So following on from yesterday: The best pasted twenty years ago. Not just bikes, everything. The second millennium will be known as the Bloated Age. We’ve had the Stone Age the Iron Age the Bronze Age and probably the Fish age and Roots and berries age before that. Sometime in the 80’s or 90’s and having everything we began to want more. It was a transition strangely unnoticed by historians. The mathematics of perception altered. A series based on the term 1/n, i.e. 1+½+1/3 +1/4 converges to a finite value where the term n, i.e. 1+2+3+4 etc sums to infinity. If we equate each additional value in a serie to some day-to-day imperative it will over weeks and months continue to sum one way or the other. If perception is the basic term of this series then whether it’s convergent to a finite value or divergent to an infinite value is majorly important. That’s the transition. If our desire is finite it has the chance of being met; if it’s infinite it hasn’t. It appears in this Bloated Age we simply want more irrespective of practicality. My motorcycle needs more power, my computer more memory, my software more features, my camera more pixels and so on. Things need to be faster, bigger, cleaner, happier and more exotic, all just more. Our perceptual series has become divergent. XP was fine, Windows 7 great, Windows 10 is so irrelevant Microsoft are beginning to be sued by many US states for their blatantly dishonest promotion of it. They even re-purposed the top right ‘X’ not as ‘close’ but ‘I accept.’ And even the top 1% while having more than they could ever need are hell bent on acquiring more. And, and even every kid’s spaceman chum, Buzz Lightyear is teaching our children to go, “To infinity and beyond!” A good joke but lost on a five year old’. No, bring back the blitz I want to join Dad’s Army.