First: A small favor. If anybody identifies something they think is a fundamental flaw or something that could be addressed better, please let me know so it can be addressed/corrected. In general, the rule is at least three solutions to every problem and the decisions as to which to leave out was completely arbitrary and may not have been correct.
More ideas are cool too, of course. And help organizing in general. Really any sort of help is awesome, this idea gets better if it’s crowdsourced.
At this point Doctor Who and the Rightly Broken Rule is already complete enough that if you’re at all a fan then that’s by far the best place to start. . . the section below is just walking through some of the details but I’ve come to realize it helps to have a solid vision on top of the plan.
Let’s imagine a future perhaps five years from now. Ten at the most.
In this future . . . wherever you are . . . you can walk up to a building and choose a new life.
You have to raise the bar a little. . . act like a civilized adult, be nice to people, and do useful things. Nothing fancy, and certainly nothing your average grade schooler can’t manage. For you it’s probably easy.
You just have to want to be like Kaylee and/or Wash. You don’t have to BE like them, not yet. . . but you have to want to be better, gentler, kinder, more skillful, and generally represent us humans well.
In exchange, you get to live surrounded by other people who want to be the same sort of lovely.
And you get options.
Do you want to live in a bunch of underground hobbit homes, use a consensus system to resolve conflicts and manage resources, and make amazing video games and other forms of entertainment for everybody to enjoy? That’s an option.
Do you want to live in ultra-modern skyscraper where everybody has wearable holodecks, where you use doubloons to buy treasures, and your voting system looks more like Netflix? That’s an option too.
Do you want to serve the world outside? Providing aid to those in need and recruiting others to join by being a living example of the sort of person is personified within? Also an option.
Do you want to help them grow so they can invite even MORE people? Do you want to be the buffer between those people who are too lovely for this world and the madness of the 24 hour news cycle? They’re always looking for more.
Do you want to create something new? A new type of government, a new sort of place to live, or a new thing to do? If you can gather at least 42 others to join you. . . that just became an option too. Good idea!
How did they do this? They did this inside a corporation. They made joining a new civilization your job.
This corporation can have any name you want. I call it Awesome, Incorporated, but I’m biased towards all things awesome.
How do we make this happen? It’s easier than you think . . . you just need to think way outside the box and min/max the world.
As unlikely as it sounds, this is completely plausible and realistic. The timeline is viable and possibly understated a bit if anything. It doesn’t require some magical enlightenment or for people to suddenly decide to start a revolution. In fact there’s no revolution at all, it’s just a whole bunch of people getting a better job offer and taking it.
Until I’ve got all the pieces assembled in a more easily digestible (or get some help) you’ve got a fun story, a cool tech toy that is orders of magnitude better for the environment than anything you’ve likely heard described as ‘green’, and a semi-rambling string of short articles (below) to get things started.
Who wants to live an awesome life without worrying about somebody else ruining it for you?
Sure, we all have our down moments, but when push comes to shove a good number of us would really rather be having a great time, act like dorks, and do amazing, useful things and not get told to stop when we’re on a roll.
This idea is for those of us who’d thrive in a situation where everyone around them is expected to behave like civilized adults, use their most powerful and dangerous tool (their brains) responsibly, have a whole lot of fun when it’s not, and generally try to spread the awesome.
That doesn’t mean we don’t have vacations and need our private time, it just means when we’re interacting with anyone else, we’re not ruining anyone else’s day and we’re hopefully brightening up the room a bit.
What if we could change everything by having more fun? With Science(tm)!
There are a lot of us. . . but we’re all kind of trapped by a sort of birth lottery where luck determines our station in life, how few options we have, what government we contribute to, what economic system we use, how we’re educated, and so on. It’s like a really bad game of Monopoly where by the time you join the game somebody else has all the properties.
Let’s try a new game, it’ll be fun!
Part 2 (done!)
Here we’ll be using some existing corporations that don’t suck (Valve, Mondragon, and Google) for a foundation and going a bit into the sciences of motivation and happiness and their impact on productivity.
Part 3 (done!)
This is where we start to have fun. we’ll set these guys loose taking over parts of their own supply chain and set them up not to master one tiny little market or part of the world. . . but to expand as rapidly and enthusiastically as possible.
Part 4 (done!)
Here we’ll about using corporate campuses as Charter Cities and turn the ever-present scourge of Dunbar’s number into a good thing by customizing our lives based not on bringing out the average in us but on meshing small groups that share similar passions and goals and standards and exist within a mutually agreed upon system of self governance.
Part 5 (done!)
In this step we talk about a few other groups we’re starting to resemble and we explore what happens if we take this idea into the third world.
Part 6 (done!)
There are a few important things we haven’t discussed . . . this is where we handle politics, religion, economics, voting systems, resource distribution, jerks, and much more!
Part 7 (done!)
Next we weave it all together and create a corporation designed to gather resources as quickly as possible. . exploiting the rich by humanizing them.
Everything after this is just a bunch of different options and a story. 🙂
Everything from here down will be a sort of a summarized F.A.Q. on whatever comes up a lot when I talk about this or isn’t going to be part of the above documents.
Who ARE you?
Oh. Hi, I’m Will.
I’m kind of like the person a lot of you work with who marches to the beat of some really odd drummer but somehow keeps accomplishing surprising things despite having almost no ability to explain what it is they’re doing.
There are a whole bunch of us. We all have slightly different knacks and a similar set of flaws that are hopefully amusing enough that we don’t annoy the heck out of you.
Mine were ‘Understands really complex interactions between systems and people innately and laterally uses ideas in completely new contexts to good effect’ and ‘Can’t organize way out of paper bag, remember names of . . . nouns, and is easily distracted by . . . (if you just thought ‘Squirrel!’ then we understand each other)’
So I’m basically a really good idea-repurposer who just kind of ‘gets’ what sorts of ideas tend to work when moved out of their native environment. I never really developed much of an ego about it, probably because I’m just weaving together other people’s amazing ideas. Also, it’s hard to develop much of an ego when everybody else seems to have a magical talent for remembering things and you have to keep on simplifying and relearning them.
Okay, I know a guy kind of like you. So why is this coming from you specifically?
Dunno. Best I can tell it’s mostly that not a lot of us have our lives graced by somebody like Rebecca
Rebecca was my beloved, and we lost her a bit over two years ago. She was something amazing. She was like Sandman’s Delirium. . . she was brilliant and broken and didn’t see the world the way a lot of us do. She couldn’t watch the news because it made her cry but loved questing for the most disturbing movies of horror. With work, you could eventually talk her into taking only the second most nearly-dead animal at the shelter . . . but when playing an MMO she was a homicidal kleptomaniac that left no Murloc unpunctured and no woodland creature unskinned.
My life was like ‘Vincent and the Doctor’ with her my Vincent, except without the invisible monster. She cried a lot . . . but so much more often she’d just open up the sky for me.
There a lot of her ideas in here, her gentleness, her spirit, and he ability to see things in ways that nobody I knew ever had.
This is just my attempt to use my abilities to do something worthy. Something she’d approve of.
Egads, no! Well. . . sometimes to the second bit. . . but definitely no to the first. This whole thing started as a tiny two pronged idea. . . I wanted to create a small company that exploited some nice, fat holes in the private/public partnership (billable hour traps in healthcare, primarily) in order to gather a lot of resources to help another group of more Rebecca-like people and those they love. I would’ve stopped there probably, but Rebecca never liked anything being done half-assed. . .and I saw a bit more potential than that. I didn’t realize it would get this big at first, or want it to get this big. I don’t want any credit or attention and if I get stuck in charge of this the first thing I’m going to do is make myself irrelevant. As far as I’m concerned my ideas are out there (and those of some excellent friends). . .it’s everyone ELSE’S ideas that are important now.
So you decided to try to change the world? Ambitious, aren’t we?