Whether we are aware of it or not, whether we want it or not, whether we understand it or not, we are nevertheless faced with a monumental reset that everything indicates, through AI, that is not going to leave anyone with their heads, literally.
History is being rewritten. Of course, each to their own will, especially in a supposedly united Europe almost linked like a delicious sauce but that could be cut at any moment. And whose multiform imperial past that appeared until recently to have brought to the most primitive (sic), disadvantaged and distant peoples on the planet the good news of democracy, the free market, individual rights, universal education and the clemency of a God - although not always the same - almighty.
But all this is over, that is, this perception, this interested story of the imperialists. Now it's time to question everything because it turns out that in all those conquered lands there was nothing but plunder, massacres, ignominy, slavery. Now it's time to ask for forgiveness, bow your head, return what was stolen. But how? To whom? To a bunch of merciless satraps and dictators?
Increasingly, there is a demand for the return of what was looted to its place of origin, no matter how much the atrocities were carried out five hundred or a thousand years ago, and if what democracy is about is governance based on majorities and in favor of the general interest , you can already sit and wait for it: those who call the shots are the minorities who intend to leave the majorities without a voice, ashamed, isolated, reviled. The polls have become a casino in which particular, partisan and, in more and more cases, pathetic interests are distributed. Today, there is nothing like being a victim, even if - or especially - of lies. There's nothing like feeling outraged.
This is not the first time something of this magnitude has happened. The invention of the printing press must have been the bomb in its day, or that of the steam engine, the automobile, cinema, radio, television, the internet, social networks or, alas, AI, which seems destined to take us directly to the abyss... or to insignificance, which amounts to the same thing.
As if such technological acceleration were not enough, now it suddenly turns out that everything has to be rewritten, everything reinterpreted, most of the time from the point of view of a hatred that only a resentful minority can feel towards a majority that it despises, even that this one, feeling vulnerable, turns the tables, as Trump and company intend.
Therefore, what there is is polarization, confrontation, war. Of course, the work, rather weak, lacks more plot. There is no longer any valid ideology. Nor religion, at least in the West. Ultimately, the great reset is nothing more than a rehash, a spin-off of the calamitous twenties and thirties of the last century.
The first edition of the Brothers Grimm's tales dates back to 1812, the last, from 1857. In this almost half century it was the brothers, Jacob and Wilhelm, adapting their work, in each new edition, to the changing times. The ferocity of the ancestral stories that the brothers collected in their purest form had no place in a wealthy bourgeois society. So they were diluting them, sweetening them, distorting them. Walt Disney would do the rest.
Without going any further, there are the stories of Cinderella or Snow White, which, far from offering gratuitous violence as in action movies or video games, enter the subconscious of young readers, where they usually live and disturb their thoughts to this day. of his death.
One of Cinderella's evil stepsisters cuts off the heel of her foot with a knife to make it fit into the golden slipper, to make the handsome prince think it is his; the other cuts off the fat debt with one slash, with the same desire to deceive. But both are betrayed by the blood dripping from the shoe. In the end Cinderella marries the prince and some birds peck out the eyes of the two evil girls.
What awaits the perfidious queen of the story of Snow White is a pair of red-hot iron shoes in which she will dance until she drops dead.
In a society that is morally adrift like ours, they are unacceptable stories that must be adapted to our increasingly insane demands, as is happening with History. Let AI have the last word.
