The Clover Field Paradox

A silly movie really, and yet one that works as a metaphor for a great deal more than was, I am fairly certain, what was actually intended.

It is a silly movie at the get go first and foremost on the ridiculous notion that science would have to build some monstrous new accelerator in order to have virtually unlimited power. The sun, after all, is already giving us that. And whether we collect its power via photovoltaic means, or through the capture of wind energy (assuming the ice at the poles can be saved), we could have all the power we need for a considerable amount of time to come (especially as the Yen Tornado turbine solves the traditional power density problem of solar, as well as with the increasing efficiency of photovoltaic means).

But we do have an accelerator, in this story, and it does go ary. And that in turn causes a breakdown in the interdimensional boundaries between nearly identical realities in the multiverse. And of course that plays havoc with things in a good number of them, and their relative crews. Among which are the introduction of horror flick kinds of new living entities that have also become manifested on at least the the earth of the reality the story starts with. Which of course gets us back into a familiar rut of its own, not to mention a lot of stuff blowing up in space, in a ludicrous excuse for a space station.

The metaphor here though, shouldn't be missed. This is so because we are, in fact dealing with an acceleration, but not of some singular piece of high tech. The acceleration is of the whole competitive system itself, for the sake of dominant competitive power; acceleration that's taking control of every part of it out out our hands, and putting it into cold bits of logic; with the logic in question honed on all of the now mutated aspects of what used to be something that worked exclusively within the bounds of old human interaction; glacially slow interaction at the dawn of even the birth of the clock itself; and time not yet fully segmented into the dictates of what even water powered machinery could demand.

And make no mistake here. It is changing us. Turning us into monsters even as it churns our reality to any one of many dozens of particularly captivating, though not particularly healthy, fantasies. Because even as we play at make believe, and make it more and more prevalent, amping it up with VR tech that will grow ever more high fidelity, we should not be surprised at all if we actually do end up talking, and experiencing ourselves into something that makes a suggestion to current reality, just like a hypnotist making a suggestion to a suggestible person, and them truly believing it; perhaps then the other meaning space, opposite the mind, on the elemental embrace side, will show us another kind of "way too suggestible." So much so, in fact, that physical meaning space itself will have no choice but to follow through with it.

Far fetched you might think. And I sincerely hope you are right. But if we are truly fundamental, as meaning processors, in the dichotomy of the manifestation of energy, what can we say truly is, or is not, possible, if given the right reformulating message, and the power to broadcast it to maximum saturation.

From my point of view it really is something you ought to give more thought to.

The Cloverfield Paradox on Netflix