Tag: Fukuyama
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The Edge of history
Fukuyama, bless his optimistic heart, saw the fall of the Berlin Wall as the grand finale, the curtain call on the human drama. History, with a capital H, would shuffle off the stage, replaced by a monotonous, albeit peaceful, epilogue of liberal democracies holding hands and singing Kumbaya. But Fukuyama, for all his impressive polysyllables, hadn’t reckoned with the carnivalesque id that lurks beneath the veneer of…
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Progress and endofhistoritarians
There three kinds of people, those conflate progress with market efficiencies and those who conflate culture with market inefficiencies So real progress is allowing a certain amount of market inefficiencies combined with a bunch of cultural efficiencies? Progress is the continuous discarding of simplifications when they obviously become albatrosses around your neck while in search…
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End of History Tinpots and the Last Man
In the flickering neon wasteland of the Post-Ideological, the Berlin Wall, a concrete scar on the face of time, crumbled like a thousand roach motels, a crumbled ziggurat, became a playground for feral children. History, a rusted jalopy, sputtered its last, coughing out exhaust fumes of ideology. Liberal Democracy, a chrome-plated behemoth, rumbled across the…