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Will A.I. really take our jobs? Will scientific and economic developments actually render the traditional human way of life obsolete? Maybe (hopefully!) not. But even the possibility of such outcomes wounds us. How can we insist upon—and really feel the existence of—our necessity, when so many forces seek to minimize it?
It helps to recognize that, just as there’s a rich discourse of redundancy, so there are many perspectives that clarify how and why we’re needed. In his book “Deep Utopia,” from 2024, the philosopher Nick Bostrom, who studies A.I. and coined the term “superintelligence,” asks how we might find meaning in a “solved world” in which A.I. does everything for us. He imagines people devoting themselves to hobbies, spirituality, the arts, sports, food, conversation, and “other domains which can serve as playgrounds for our souls,” and which will allow us to learn about each other and develop “our virtues and potentialities.” Hobbies, conversation—these seem slight against the steamroller of modernity. Yet my wife sings in a choir on Sundays, and, because there aren’t many altos, she can’t miss a rehearsal without letting the group down. Our participation in communal life really does make us necessary; it conjures, out of nothing, a place we need to be.
In “The Dignity of Dependence,” Sargeant suggests that, by believing in our own autonomy, we create the very conditions that obscure how much we’re needed. In his book “Dependent Rational Animals,” from 1999, the philosopher Alasdair MacIntyre argued that we should do the opposite, by acknowledging that both needing and being needed are fundamental to our existences, from our vulnerable childhoods to our dependency in old age. Across our lives, MacIntyre wrote, “in order to flourish, we need both those virtues that enable us to function as independent and accountable . . . and those virtues that enable us to acknowledge the nature and extent of our dependence on others.” One of the complexities of being a dependent, rational animal, he pointed out, is that we’re not always needed and needful at the same time; in life, there are some periods when we give help, and others when we receive it. If you feel needed today, know that you’ll have needs later; if you feel unnecessary now, the odds are that you’ll be relied on down the road. Apocalyptic thinking tells us that we’re on a one-way journey to obsolescence. Actually, we’re on a wheel...
https://www.newyorker.com/culture/open-questions/do-you-feel-needed#intcid=recommendations_the-new-yorker-mobile-app-homepage_90f74c5d-2066-4e44-b6d7-6cf86d23959f_cygnus-tny-app_bktaOn writing, Merwin insists on regular practice. He said: “I’ve found that the best thing for me is to insist that some part of the day — and for me, it’s the morning until about two in the afternoon — be dedicated to writing. I go into my room and shut the door, and that’s that. You have to make exceptions, of course, but you just stick to it, and then it becomes a habit, and I think it’s a valuable one. If you’re waiting for lightning to strike a stump, you’re going to sit there for the rest of your life.”
And he said: “I think there’s a kind of desperate hope built into poetry now that one really wants, hopelessly, to save the world. One is trying to say everything that can be said for the things that one loves while there’s still time.”
https://www.garrisonkeillor.com/radio/the-writers-almanac-for-wednesday-september-30-2026/Where am I going? I’m going
out, out for a walk. I don’t
know where except outside.
Outside argument, out beyond
wallpapered walls, outside
wherever it is where nobody
ever imagines. Beyond where
computers circumvent emotion,
where somebody shorted specs
for rivets for airframes on
today’s flights. I’m taking off
on my own two feet. I’m going
to clear my head, to watch
mares’-tails instead of TV,
to listen to trees and silence,
to see if I can still breathe.
I’m going to be alone with
myself, to feel how it feels
to embrace what my feet
tell my head, what wind says
in my good ear. I mean to let
myself be embraced, to let go
feeling so centripetally old.
Do I know where I’m going?
I don’t. How long or far
I have no idea. No map. I
said I was going to take
a walk. When I’ll be back
I’m not going to say.
"Talk about Walking” by Philip Booth from Lifelines: Selected Poems 1950-1999 (Viking Press). Reprinted with permission. (buy now)
https://www.garrisonkeillor.com/radio/the-writers-almanac-for-wednesday-september-30-2026/Always look for d’light… https://www.nytimes.com/2026/09/16/briefing/16-the-good-list-september-migration.html?smid=nytcore-ios-share
I leave behind even
my walking stick. My knife
is in my pocket, but that
I have forgot. I bring
no car, no cell phone,
no computer, no camera,
no CD player, no fax, no
TV, not even a book. I go
into the woods. I sit on
a log provided at no cost.
It is the earth I’ve come to,
the earth itself, sadly
abused by the stupidity
only humans are capable of
but, as ever, itself. Free.
A bargain! Get it while it lasts.
"Look It Over” by Wendell Berry from New Collected Poems. © Counterpoint Press, 2012. Reprinted with permission. (buy now)
https://www.garrisonkeillor.com/radio/the-writers-almanac-for-wednesday-september-16-2026/
"Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you've got about a hundred years here. There's only one rule that I know of, babies—God damn it, you've got to be kind." God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater (and see Mr. Rogers, below)
"Love may fail, but courtesy will prevail."
Jailbird, prologue
When asked in 1978 about his writing process, Updike said, “I’ve never believed that one should wait until one is inspired because I think that pleasures of not writing are so great that if you ever start indulging them, you will never write again.”
After the birth of his third child, he had rented an office above a restaurant in Ipswich, and spent several hours each morning writing there. Throughout his 50-year career, he remained devoted to that schedule, writing about three pages every morning after breakfast, sometimes more if things were going well. He said: “Back when I started, our best writers spent long periods brooding in silence. Then they’d publish a big book and go quiet again for another five years. I decided to run a different kind of shop.” WA
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"And maybe this is what I have learned more than anything from my great-great-grandfather: to keep my eyes and my mind open, to enjoy the wonders of nature and never cease to ask questions." Sarah Darwin, foreword to "A Modest Genius: The story of Darwin's life and how his ideas changed everything" by Hanne Strager
