On the Eve of Destruction
Within a few hours of my posting this, you will be dead. Not just you, in fact, but every one you have ever known and every one they have ever known — all evidence that the human creature ever graced this sphere — in fact this lovely globe we call Earth itself will all cease to exist in a mercifully short instant as local spacetime collapses, taking the whole ball of wax with it.
In but a few scant hours from my posting. Poof.
Now, on the off chance you are reading this come Wednesday morning, then one of two things has happened:
A) When spacetime collapsed, the universe bifurcated and you find yourself in a world identical to the one that you split off from, save the key difference that this one exists.
or..
B) The Large Hadron Collider did not in fact end the world when it performed its calibration test run at 3:34am EST. There were no rogue black holes, and no strangelet impacts, sending civilization as we know it screaming down the crapper. 
But that’s okay, it’s early in the morning and there will be other apocalypses over breakfast. Belief and preparation for a manifest Apocalypse is even entering the political debate here in America where the Republicans have picked a vice Presidential Candidate who is allegadly knee-deep in End Times Preparedness, herself.
And of course, when you turn on your computer in the morning, happy that it seemingly hasn’t been torn to atoms by a visiting black hole, you’ll see probably see a handful of references to the Singularity.
Because if it’s not one Apocalypse, it’s another.
Within thirty years, we will have the technological means to create superhuman intelligence. Shortly after, the human era will be ended. — Vernor Vinge
History is a heat, it is the heat of accumulated information and accumulated complexity. As our culture progresses, we find that we gather more and more information and that we slowly start to move almost from a fluid to a vaporous state as we approach the ultimate complexity of a social boiling point. I believe that our culture is turning to steam. — Alan Moore
What we may be witnessing is not just the end of the Cold War, or the passing of a particular period of post-war history, but the end of history as such: that is, the end point of mankind’s ideological evolution and the universalization of Western liberal democracy as the final form of human government. — Francis Fukuyama
I promised a couple of our readers that my next post would be more upbeat and cheerful, so in that vein, let’s talk about the end of the world. I’ve been wrestling with this post for a while, because while I set out to find a specific point and skewer it to the wall, the simple fact of the matter is that I’m of at least two minds about the Singularity and Eschatology in general.
Science fiction author Vernor Vinge popularized the use of the term “Singularity” to describe a point in near-future history when human intelligence would be augmented via biological enhancement or man/machine interfaces to the point that existing models of human behavior, society and thinking are useless. He took his usage of what was normally considered a term of mathematics and astrophysics from Manhattan Project scientist and the conceptual father of nanotechnology, John von Neumann.
From there it has further been confused and conflated with a variety of New Age or more metaphysical “End Times” scenarios, particularly Terrance McKenna’s Timewave Zero. There’s a geek rapture, a nerd rapture, thirty flavors of Christian Rapture — more and more, even in our fairly mundane daily lives we are awash in Eschatology.
And here’s where I start running into trouble, because quite frankly I firmly believe that as a Futurist?
Eschatology is the Enemy.
The End of History in any of its forms, be it world-smashing, Big Dad in the Sky giving spankings, or simply a near point at which which all narrative breaks down due to metaphysical/extra-temporal (Timewave Zero) or technological (the Singularity) influences or effects seems to be a really horrible way to contextualize the present if you’re in the business of future building. The end becomes a thing that you can either A) Wait for or B) plan for. If you allow history to be contextualized by its endpoint, you’re looking at pretty good odds of embracing stagnation or nihilism. By establishing a narrative of the end of history, the context of history is far easier to frame in ways that dis-empower its participants.
I also tend to think that the Singularity, to pinpoint a particular Eschatological vision, in particular is the enemy of the Future. Now, let’s save any particular nitpicking of any one version of a Technological Singularity for later — I’m just interested in the idea of a technological concresence, for the moment. A point where technological innovation changes everything. I can’t help but feel that that kind of projection of the future doesn’t take into account the boiling frog.
So, as the story goes, if you put a frog in cold water and then sllllowwwwllllyyy turn up the heat, then the frog will never notice it is getting hotter until *bam* said frog is done and boiled. Well, the story is, of course, not at all true, but I find it to be a useful metaphor nonetheless. Let’s say that the narrative of history is leading up to a Technological Singularity of one form or another. We, the human organism, are deeply immersed into the liquid of history and I don’t know if we are actually prepared to guage whether the water is (as Mr. Moore says) turning to steam. I know it seems we are on the cusp of some product of a vastly accelerated chain of events, but I can’t help but wonder if that’s not how it has always felt when engaged with the ongoing drama of human existence.
I can’t argue that I live in a vastly more information rich environment than my parents, and they one richer than their parents and so on, but does that recognition equip us to tell what the thing that changes everything is going to be? The End of the Cold War, the widespread outbreak of AIDS, 9/11. All of these events, in my lifetime have been billed as THE thing that changes everything. But they didn’t. In fact, we can only really judge what events did really cause massive shifts in society with reflection.
I can’t help but think that this is a process we’ll see repeated with the Singularity, should it come to pass. Things happen, like they do, and things will change and shift and life will move on and one day someone will turn around and say to themselves “HOLY FUCK, THAT WAS THE SINGULARITY!?”
But by then, they will probably be more concerned with whatever new point of complete change is just around the corner.
History will change, context will always shift, the weird will get weirder, narratives and how we relate to them will continue to be in a constant state of flux, but I do not think that the Singularity as we tend to think about it, will ever come.
Which, come to think of it, is an odd position to take for a person who does tend to believe in the existence of a transcendental object at the end of time.
Anyway, I’ve been wrestling with this for a while and it’s not meant as a screed or a rant, but an invitation to hear your thoughts on the matter. Singularity: Yay or Nay? Why so much obsession on the Apocalypse leaking around the edge of mainstream consciousness? Is time speeding up or is it an illusion? Is there leftover Millennial tension from 2000? Can Eschatology be liberating? What the hell is a Transcendental Object at the End of Time?

The whole office is roaring with laughter, Kevin, you just made our day. (We’re all sort of Goths, so the End of All Times sort of makes us jack off in unearthly glee. Last cofee of the day comes. Very metaphoric indeed!)
I’ve been rolling this around my my head sace as of late, as well, so I’m glad yt see you making a post that pretty much sums up the conclusion I’ve come to in, oh, the last two days.
I just began to process that . . . it wasn’t coming. Not in the way that my dad always talks about it, not in the way that I’d always absorbed was going to happen. I have lived my entire life under the assumption that just around to corner, it will all be for naught, because society was going to collapse.
But to world has always been ending, hasn’t it? And furthermore, isn’t sitting and waiting for the forthcoming apocolypse just a way of avoiding learning to deal with the world that is?
More or less Avery, yeah. We’ve always kind of been obsessed with the end of all things. They thought the world was going to end in the year one thousand, and doomsday cult after doomsday cult has sprung up in the intervening thousand years. We write books and comics and movies about the end of the world (Cat’s Cradle, any Justice League comic but we’ll say Crisis on Infinite Earths, and Ghostbusters to name a few).
It’s a powerful idea, the end of all things, and I’ve seen it suggested that we cling to it because it fills certain narratives (in the case of the LHC, the narrative that scientists are arrogant and trying to play God, i.e. the “Frankenstein” narrative), and it gives us a certain measure of control. We might die, but we can at least know it, and say “Told ya so”.
Could it just be a longing for existence to have a satisfying narrative?
Humans tend to structure events into stories, so we investigate or invent our creation story, but are still left without an ending.
Eschatologists just don’t like cliffhangers.
(also, thanks for another excellent thoughtpiece)
I’ve already told you what I think about this:
http://wolven.livejournal.com/1478687.html
I still think you’re right, but I also think that you’re wrong. I still think that ceaseless building is a kind of stagnation, in itself, and ask what, then, do we do?
Do we look at it as a matter of perspective? Conception? What?
It’s like Avery said above - “But to world has always been ending, hasn’t it?”
There have been a number of cultural markers that have completely revolutionized the way humans react with their environment and with each other. Fire, bronze, guns, the computer… I feel like this looming singularity will just be another in a long line. And each time a “singularity” occurs, the old ways die, and new ones spring up to embrace whatever new abilities or sensibilities have been thrust on humanity. I’d use the word “evolution,” but creationist/eschatologist folks might get all tetchy about it.
Perhaps the end of times is actually ‘escaping’ from time; recognizing that time is just an illusion caused by our egos trying to catch up with our unconscious i.e., all time already exists and ‘we’ are the process of applying qualitative measurements of the experience. At least, I’d like to think so…
I was listening to Kurzweil’s lecture for Long Now from a few years back just yesterday, and noticed that when he spoke of the Singularity, he meant it not as an end to everything, but as Lion points out, more as a culmination point after which we can’t rationally speculate about. Always makes me think of the Monolith from 2001.
He also allowed for the idea that it’s unlikely we will know it when it comes, correlating it with black hole theory.
The thing that gets to me about all this theoreticizing about the end of time is that if it is going to happen, then the mere concept of time stopping is so far outside of our experience that it really is impossible to judge what it will be like, no?
And even in the case of the biblical end of times, I can’t help but ask “so what happens after that?”. Well, the chosen are in heaven, sinners get swallowed by that big dog thing… and then?
It’s not like nothing happens. And if humans manage to get wiped out entirely, then how is that different from just you dying? In which case why not worry about that?
I didn’t really understand all the hoo-hah about this (though still used it as an excuse to go to the pub looking for a Ford Prefect Tuesday night). All they were ever going to do on Wednesday was see if they could get a little beam of protons to go all the way round the thing without veering off and hitting the wall like a drunk NASCAR driver.
Apparently with the old collider some wag had stuffed a couple of beer bottles into the beamline as a joke and they didn’t find them until they switched the thing on.
For the next month or so they’ll watch protons go one way round the ring, then the other way, then both ways together. This is neither new, or particularly exciting/dangerous. Nope, we’re all gonna have to wait until October 21st, which is when the first collision is scheduled. At which point we can see if these wild ideas about black holes, that were originally put about and stirred up by Walter L. Wagner and Luis Sancho, actually turn out to be correct.
Mind you, Wagner and Sancho are a serious pair of kooks. They’ve already tried this scare story a few years back about another collider that was under construction at the time, and were pretty much told by the rest of the Physics community to STFU. It would seem they’ve become more media savvy this time round, hence all the craziness and that poor girl in India who committed suicide (who’s blood is on their hands and the media’s hands IMO).
But here’s the kickers to the story:
1. I’ll bet that there’s nowhere near as much hype in October when they finally do run a collision for the first time.
2. Sancho is so far out there he can barely be classified as a physicist. He’s like a grammar-checker away from being the Time Cube guy. Get this; Sanch believes that stars and galaxies are living organisms that organise themselves into flocks, a bit like sheep. You couldn’t make crazy like that up. The guy is properly loopy. Wagner isn’t much better to be honest.
That said, I’m still going to the pub again on Oct 20th :)
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