The Re Skill Trap and the pumping balloon.

Stephen Hawking, recently said;

“We are living in a world of widening, not diminishing, financial inequality, in which many people can see not just their standard of living, but their ability to earn a living at all, disappearing…”

AI or Artificial Intelligence is said to loom as a threat on human’s race with a million articles on the impact of automation.

Debate over debate seems to rage on which job skills would be redundant.

Recently in the US, McDonalds has replaced some 2500 of its cashiers with automated touch screen kiosks. Elsewhere in India, 43 McDonalds restaurants are closing with estimated job loss of 1700 people.

An interesting tweeter observed that if your job is making and receiving emails and creating ppt/pdf etc, your job will probably be automated.

Elsewhere, the corporate money machines are gamifying the process of entry level jobs, by challenging their candidates to play a brain game to collect as much money as possible by pumping a digital balloon.

Reading a paragraph of the 1940s book ” The Future in Education” by Sir LivingStone, one ascertains that the norm of schooling after 14 yrs of age, was established just last century.

The rationale given that “it is the time when parents are most capable of earning money and children least capable of it.” It is also said to be “the best time for learning new languages, memorizing facts and even enjoying what to an adult is drudgery..”

Adult education on other hand was suggested to be given “to students who desire it, have the mental capacity to receive it and experience of life necessary to value and interpret it”.

Even after 70 yrs of educating and receiving education, most of us realize the rewards not corresponding to the time and effort gone into years of slogging.

He himself noted ” I doubt if any candid person, who has been a teacher or pupil in a secondary school, feels the returns correspond to the labour, time & money spent.”

So what do we do?

We go about to re-skill ourselves. The same employment machinery that requires “credentials” for “qualifying” to certain positions, now realizes that the last 17-18 yrs of the education machinery are mostly a wasted effort. New skills are needed to be “employable”.

We do what now?

We put in those extra hours to learn about something afresh.

And then?

A new technology and we spent the extra hours re-skilling ourselves?

And?

Some one creates a startup and endeavors to become a job creator rather than a seeker.

For the rest, the circle goes on, till their job is eventually automated.

 

 

 

 

The Father of Indian Design Education

” You must visit City Centre in Calcutta” said Prof. Nadkarni.

After a few months he asked if I had visited city center yet.

Not much of a shopper, buying even the vegetables online, traveling 40 minutes away from home to a shopping mall was not enticing for me for the first year of living in Calcutta.

Last week, I received a message from Prof about a book that had been published,

The Design Journey of Prof. Sudhakar Nadkarni“.

One could feel his excitement as a little kid for candy. But, then, he is always like that. His infectious enthusiasm and humorous wit transforms any issue.

The next week, we did indeed visit City Centre at Salt Lake.

Designed by late Architect Charles Correa, and signage designed by Prof Nadkarni, it was everything you expect from a mall, but seldom get. The architecture lines were square and minimal. The entire mall followed an atypical pattern allowing exploration and movement. Even the friday food carnival stalls were designed with the environmental feel. A tram and horse, along with tram lines, added the touch of Calcutta’s history, placed in the “kund”.

You’ll find pictures of City Centre in this link, but below are some memorable pictures with Prof. Nadkarni.

 

 

 

This is the post that got me over one million likes……

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Some people become coal miners. Others are born aristocrats with a silver spoon dangling so from their mouth, if it falls, is replaceable.

Look at the world. We have divided ourselves into nation states. Nation states whose boundaries are formed by the blood of other men, whose territories were annexed or our own which we fight to defend. Others, still are in the midst of fighting, fuelled by the generous doses of capitalist dreams. And finally some …… some still seeking their historic identities.

Do we really like to fight? What do we defend?

Humanity it appears, is on the edge.

Are we living how we intended to live?

With overloads of information and overdoses of media’s sensorial enrapture?

Sense, is a simple word. Sense may mean our human sensory organs. Sense may also mean our understanding in spite of them. Our Sensibility.

Animals also have sensory organs and instincts. We have sensory organs, but also sensibility.

Funny it is, we are slaves to our senses, not to our sensibility.

Each time we see that notification, a “like” we get, or a generous reply, it lifts us with enough dopamine for the minute. The minute over, we again check our status on our various sensory (social) media sites.

At the traffic signal, we take the time to answer our various communications, many of which can wait and many of which are not worthy of our time, but our giving it time, makes it worthy of us. At the same traffic signal, a teenager would pass nonchalantly with eyes fixed on a smart screen and ears tuned to the radio waves emitted by the sound signal on their smart device. Sometimes meeting with an accident mid road. Can we sense our worth now?

We take pictures not to keep memories by as a visual record keeping of our every minute of the lives. Sometimes we pose, and while posing dangerously, many also die. (selfie deaths)Then we exhibit these so called pictures on our sensory media sites and await the feeling of dopamine rush.

We wait. We wait.

The first like and we breathe a sigh of relief!

10 likes and some comments, we feel socially included.

100 likes, we feel socially honored.

1000 likes or more, we feel socially elevated. We revel in our sensory social position like demi – gods.

What have we become? A race of disconnected individuals? Our connection far greater to our devices than even to ourselves.

What does your sensibility say to you?

“Don’t do this…”

Doesn’t it?

That is proof enough of our being highest in the living hierarchy.

But, if it isn’t what you hear in your mind, I have no words left to describe you.

I shall not pose further questions to you, but continue my monologue.

The question itself is the crux. It’s the source of our identity. We base our identities on geographical areas, age, gender, profession, occupation or social and financial position. Our acceptance in those categories are crucial to our existence. Or so, it would seem.

Some time back, we were told that every human on earth has a unique set of fingerprints. Only suspected criminals were tested for fingerprints. Then our monitoring grew and we now have full biometric identities. India is trying to make the largest database of biometric identities of humans on this planet along with also very successfully increasing its real population to the largest in the world. I can’t own a phone connection (communicate) or a bank account (transact my savings for subsistence), if I haven’t shared these details with our nation state governance. Nor can I use an ISP to self-publish this article. (Share ideas)

What every marketer trying to sell us a frozen packaged preservative cocktail or a sugar laden drink, both of which our sensibility tells us isn’t right; revolves around our grouped identities called a “target set” or our forced grouping formed through these sensory inputs.

I go ahead and guzzle litres of fizzy carbonated drinks, thawing the chemical soups packaged for my “convenience” for the rush of mood elevating hormones released and which the “pretty” girl (usually) on TV alluded would make me a socially elevated demi god and a super mom.

We fail as humans and succumb to our senses.

Digital media wins. Over distance. Time. Social space. And us, the Humans.

Then we often make a mistake and offer the excuse,

“I, after all…… am human!”

 

PS: As you can see, I did not get any likes for this post. That was to engage you as an audience.

 

 

 

 

Should you let the Lions sleep?

While at NIFT, a major part of my job became pushing files with lingo such as post facto, ex post facto, pro bono, status quo and the sorts. (Why a “fashion” institute is still stuck with an ancient method of record maintenance is still a puzzle to me.)

The word status quo came towards me from many directions.

“Don’t challenge the status quo” came again from the HR in a private jewellery company, as I experimented with changes in the branding plan. That actually pushed me a step further towards the door.

“Let the lions sleep” advised another colleague in another firm.

But there have been some lessons which I share.

Innovation vs order

If you are in a job, you have two options. One is that you try to change things for the better and the other is that you try to maintain the “status quo” and work within that constraint.

After working in mostly jewellery companies, I realized that innovation comes not just from products, but also from process; and also from systems. System innovation sounds quite technical, but as I see it, it could be as simple as instructing your back end to do a certain task, or a single person incharge to do a single thing more (or less).

Productivity vs change

While you endeavor to change things around, there maybe resistance to change. Changes in work process without senior most management push, is an uphill task. Many areas that actually need changes are grey areas often between different departments. An ideal scenario would be to identify leaders from each department and enroll them as change agents for the larger innovation. This however also leads to those resisting change to react adversely.

What you think vs group think

When coming up with ideas, innovative thinkers may come up with ideas which appear to be so crazy, so mad, so eccentric that the larger mass of thought might not be able to accommodate it. New ideas are risky, because they have not been tried out before. Getting people apart from yourself out of their comfort zones and  fixed routine might be a huge challenge if you really do believe in the worth of your idea. But if it doesn’t work, its your neck on the line and that is the single biggest deterrent to individuals, our non acceptance of failure.

The conventional employee would let the “lions sleep” and the innovator? What would the innovator do? Would you let the Lions sleep?

Your Design vs My Design

“Anyone can design” said the learned Professor, ” But not everyone can be good at it.”

Like Meryl Streep (sic), designers too are considered overrated for the work they do by many people.

The circles, squares, shapes and other random stuff which looks so simplistic is part of a finished composition, might appear “kiddish” to the average person viewing it.

They might get the “feel” and sense of completion but at back of many minds is perhaps the thought:

“Did I really pay so much for this? I could have done this myself. Wait a minute, my kid could have done that!”

And so we end up sometimes paying more for elaboration of ornament and lesser for minimalism.

Many people are drawn to well finished (intangible) product or design without really knowing what pulls them to it.

Designers too get caught in their own web and sometimes not know where to keep the pen down.

The matrix is not set. Beauty is not tangible.

I could have explained in detail, but I’d rather you go to a design school to learn.

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That was a bad ending wasn’t it? That is what might happen when a non designer tries to design. A True designer, however, tries to finish the story.

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That which is the truth.

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Recently I learned a new term. Foresight.

What could that be? I delved into the explanation and meaning on various continents. The meaning was different in most universities just like cuisine differs in its ingredients.

While some meanings stemmed from corporate strategy, on other continents it found its niche in politics.

Then more terms were to follow. Strategic foresight. Technological foresight. Corporate foresight. Alternative Futures. Scenario planning. It felt as if the term “Forecasting”, used for Sales forecasting and also fashion forecasting had been replaced by something bigger and macro in its dimensions.

The focus shifts.

Future of the world is explored in some parts. Future of private corporate enterprise. Future of products. And the future of Future.

Then there were the Futurologists & Futurists.

Wikipedia says:

Futurists or futurologists are scientists and social scientists whose specialty is futurology or the attempt to systematically explore predictions and possibilities about the future and how they can emerge from the present, whether that of human society in particular or of life on Earth in general.

and who all does it include?

More generally, the label includes such disparate lay, professional, and academic groups as visionaries, foresight consultants, corporate strategists, policy analysts, cultural critics, planners, marketers, forecasters, prediction market developers, roadmappers, operations researchers, investment managers, actuaries, and other risk analyzers, and future-oriented individuals educated in every academic discipline, including anthropology, complexity studies, computer science, economics, engineering, Urban design, evolutionary biology, history, management, mathematics, philosophy, physical sciences, political science, psychology, sociology, systems theory, technology studies, trend analysis, and other disciplines.

Basically that means………… everyone!

Funny place to be in , the Present.

Sierpinski’s triangle & Fractal Gupitar

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Yesterday something happened. Remember that feeling when what you have always believed in your life gets refuted by a new finding and suddenly the world doesn’t look the way it always did? That something happened.

The trigger was a mathematics professor of Santa Fe university through the online mooc on Complexity Explorer.

The birds chirp outside on a tree blossoming with red spring flowers. A tributary of the Ganges flows near my backyard. On the other side of the house,the Victoria Memorial is sometimes visible through the haze.

Till last week I was teaching students of my drawing workshop I hold, that there are three dimensions. Yesterday, a non integer dimension was proven by this professor. Sierpinski’s triangle, Koch curve and the snowflake. Imagine a dimension within two given dimensions, the monodimension (single dimension), duo dimension (2D) and the third somewhere in between.

While, I won’t get into the details of the explanation, he has provided quite well in this open mooc; things he said triggered further thoughts.

” ..imagine…” he said, “if I had a magic box and could blow up the cube to double its size….”

Things doubling up, or blowing up triggered interesting memories. Remember the movie, “Honey I shrunk the kids” or better still “Honey, I blew up the kids”?

Hasn’t every kid five years of age wished that the cake/icecream/chocolate in their hand would magically double its size? A table laden with goodies would “magically” appear from somewhere. If there is a Gulliver, can’t there be a Gulliver of matter?

So, have we tried blowing up anything? Maybe yes. Thermacol looks closely possible. A plastic. Maybe there are others.

What if we can add a fractal space into a cube? The cube would expand and blow up? What if we added a sierpinski triangle space into a gold bar? Would gold start floating in space? What if we expanded the space further and further and further? Can we make it so big that we can star living on a Gold planet. Maybe call it Gipinski or Gupitar.

What if we used a stronger material. Spider’s web? And created a planet out of that? Can we one day be actually staying there instead of on Mars?

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