Other peoples-who had long forgotten to listen to the birds and watch the dolphins, as well as what to make of how those species behaved-perished. Lindsey is worried that the Moken are being forced to give up their gypsy life at sea and settle on land in Thailand and Burma. Such ecological intelligence can vanish from collective memory within a generation as the forms for passing it on vanish.
Lindsey-an anthropologist raised by native healers in Hawaii-told me, "I was taught by my elders that when you go into the forest to pick flowers for making leis or plants for medicine, you only take a few blossoms or leaves from each limb. When you're done, the forest should look like you had never been there. Today kids often go in with plastic garbage bags and break off branches." This obliviousness to the systems around us has long puzzled me, particularly as I've investigated our collective cluelessness in the face of a threat to our species survival posed by our daily do ings. We seem curiously unable to perceive in a way that leads us to prevent the adverse consequences of human systems, such as those for industry or commerce.
THE ILLUSION OF UNDERSTANDING
Here was the dilemma and opportunity for a major national re tailer: its magazine buyers were reporting that close to 65 percent of all the magazines printed in the United States were never sold. This represented an annual cost of hundreds of millions of dollars to the system, but no one party in the system could change it alone. So the retail chain-among the biggest customers for magazines in the country-got together with a group of publishers and maga zine distributors to see what they could do.
For the magazine industry, squeezed by the digital media and falling sales, the matter was urgent. For years no one could solve his problem; everyone just shrugged. Now the industry was ready to take a hard look.
Other peoples-who had long forgotten to listen to the birds and watch the dolphins, as well as what to make of how those species behaved-perished. Lindsey is worried that the Moken are being forced to give up their gypsy life at sea and settle on land in Thailand and Burma. Such ecological intelligence can vanish from collective memory within a generation as the forms for passing it on vanish.
Lindsey-an anthropologist raised by native healers in Hawaii-told me, "I was taught by my elders that when you go into the forest to pick flowers for making leis or plants for medicine, you only take a few blossoms or leaves from each limb. When you're done, the forest should look like you had never been there. Today kids often go in with plastic garbage bags and break off branches." This obliviousness to the systems around us has long puzzled me, particularly as I've investigated our collective cluelessness in the face of a threat to our species survival posed by our daily do ings. We seem curiously unable to perceive in a way that leads us to prevent the adverse consequences of human systems, such as those for industry or commerce.
THE ILLUSION OF UNDERSTANDING
Here was the dilemma and opportunity for a major national re tailer: its magazine buyers were reporting that close to 65 percent of all the magazines printed in the United States were never sold. This represented an annual cost of hundreds of millions of dollars to the system, but no one party in the system could change it alone. So the retail chain-among the biggest customers for magazines in the country-got together with a group of publishers and maga zine distributors to see what they could do.
For the magazine industry, squeezed by the digital media and falling sales, the matter was urgent. For years no one could solve his problem; everyone just shrugged. Now the industry was ready to take a hard look.
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Other peoples-who had long forgotten to listen to the birds and watch the dolphins, as well as what to make of how those species behaved-perished. Lindsey is worried that the Moken are being forced to give up their gypsy life at sea and settle on land in Thailand and Burma. Such ecological intelligence can vanish from collective memory within a generation as the forms for passing it on vanish.
Lindsey-an anthropologist raised by native healers in Hawaii-told me, "I was taught by my elders that when you go into the forest to pick flowers for making leis or plants for medicine, you only take a few blossoms or leaves from each limb. When you're done, the forest should look like you had never been there. Today kids often go in with plastic garbage bags and break off branches." This obliviousness to the systems around us has long puzzled me, particularly as I've investigated our collective cluelessness in the face of a threat to our species survival posed by our daily do ings. We seem curiously unable to perceive in a way that leads us to prevent the adverse consequences of human systems, such as those for industry or commerce.
THE ILLUSION OF UNDERSTANDING
Here was the dilemma and opportunity for a major national re tailer: its magazine buyers were reporting that close to 65 percent of all the magazines printed in the United States were never sold. This represented an annual cost of hundreds of millions of dollars to the system, but no one party in the system could change it alone. So the retail chain-among the biggest customers for magazines in the country-got together with a group of publishers and maga zine distributors to see what they could do.
For the magazine industry, squeezed by the digital media and falling sales, the matter was urgent. For years no one could solve his problem; everyone just shrugged. Now the industry was ready to take a hard look.
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