Changes

Yesterday, when i wrote on my IG story about 'Drowning in Information', my senior replied my story to ask me, "since when writing can be afforded by publics? our anchestors passed information by telling stories and tales. So did about knowledge." His point is questioning about writing culture that actually he thinks doesn't suits our culture. Well, i said that i had no information if back then we didn't move to writing culture. I told him that old tradition when people passed information directly, by telling stories and tales, had positive and negative effects.

The negative side was that information and knowledge were depends on human, means when the body dies, the ideas in their head followed. It stopped. So, the limitation is about time and place. Only people around the master could listen to their stories and tales. Yes, the positive side was we didn't need to question about information validity. No need to check other source of information (may be still need). But we also know, human is dynamic. Their ideas could change. Their story at day 1 might be different from story they said in day 2. And actually that was not only happened to our society. The main reason social contract was made because King's Law were different one to another cases. That is why

What about writing culture? Things that i know is that writing is invented because they realize that information and knowledge shouldn't die with the body who mastered it. People might dead, not their ideas, not their knowledge. They saw the limitation in human age. Moreover when people grow old and their mind get blurry, so they couldn't memorize. Yes, as time goes by and flies, books were made too, and soon it became publicly consume. And know when people invented internet and everything is way wider and easier, we can access all the information we need and even don't need. The problem we face right know is that there are too many information on the internet and we dunno how to filter it. Which kind information we can trust and which we shouldve just ignored.

May be i don't see that writing culture is the problem, or may be i haven't see the roots. In my perspective, changes can not be avoided. If we're holding onto old tradition, people like me might be couldn't even afford information, nor attended school, and powerless. This globalization era we face right now has its own challenge and opportunity. And what we can do right now is developing skill to filter information, so that we won't drown in flood of information. But, i'm open to another perspective if mine are wrong.

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