The period between Christmas and New Year is so brief. Here we are one week into 2023, and it seems like an age ago. Suddenly, it’s all about tax returns, plans, fears, and the seeming inevitability of treadmills.
There’s a paradox. The treadmill is an illusion of our own making, but we often cannot recognise it as such until we get off it. And getting off it is hard when we have a relationship with it that involves mortgages, career carrots, and mimetic pressure. We legitimise, authorise and then often ignore the treadmills in our lives.
I can say that with some authority as one who has been an occupant of the said treadmill for most of my working life and only really recognised it for what it is, having got off it through a combination of a little bit of courage and a lot of years.
So having started playing with ideas of coherence and confusion last week, this week I’ve been reflecting on notions of capacity, how it might be linked to coherence and conf…
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