This tweet by Matt Smethurst, along with its many amazing replies, reflects brilliantly a conversation I’ve often had with my partner and I’m sure lots of other folk have with theirs. This is that time seems mainly a psychological matter rather than, if I may, an ontological one. Time alternately elongates and squishes up depending upon perspective, regardless of what Stephen Hawking might have to say about it (“the answser’s 42”, or some such notion largely meaningless to our daily experience).
As with Game of Thrones, not much really changed in the experience of humans for aeons owing to our lack of interest in adding value to stuff. The industrial revolution ended all that and since then so much has changed so fast that the fairly short period of time which has passed since then seems like millennia.
Yet I’ve met someone who met someone alive during the Battle of Waterloo. Most of us can say the same. In fact, there might just about be someone alive today who met someone born in the 1790s, shortly after the industrial revolution itself – modernity expressed in just two very long human lifetimes. Perhaps someone could let me know?
Meanwhile, it’s certain that many millennials born at the end of the 20th Century will meet folk who will be alive well into the 23rd. I wonder what the latter will find there and how time will seem to them?