28 Days
Mr. Tadokoro, who has lived for half a century, cannot help but feel that it is difficult to know the changes of the 28th era in the middle of it .
It is the same as when a person walks in a cloud and can easily tell if it is below or above it, but the person inside cannot notice the presence of the cloud.
When Tadokoro started learning the basics of computers, he noticed one thing that left him stunned for a while. That was when I realized that many software groups, including computer languages, seemed to have been born in America from the 1960s to the 1970s. The late 1960s was a time of tumultuous times, and it was Mr. Tadokoro's university days. That's no excuse, but Mr. Tadokoro didn't study much at university. So he decided to go back to college in his thirties. I would like to assume that young people in other countries were also in turmoil as a whole, but the fact that society was in turmoil and how individuals lived in it are, of course, directly related. It is not connected to When the timid Mr. Tadokoro was wandering around the university or in the city without making any hard decisions about himself, it seems that a not insignificant group of young people in the United States were not overwhelmed by the tide of the times and were single-mindedly devoted to their research. When Mr. Tadokoro read several American essays tracing the progress of computer technology, he came to feel almost remorseful. This is because Mr. Tadokoro's subjective and pathetic perception of the end of the 1960s became like a frog in the well almost twenty years later, when computers first appeared on the surface of society. I had come to feel that it was nothing more than a small wandering.
It was now clear what lay at the heart of that remorse. Mr. Tadokoro, who was a young man at the end of the 1960s, did not know at all what he should do now. After studying basics in high school and preparing for entrance exams, it was difficult for Mr. Tadokoro at that time to make his own decisions when he entered university and faced the intellectual society that had spread all at once. Tadokoro-san formed his own intellectual world behind the news, the newspapers, and perhaps someone else in the group of intellectuals who were still fresh in those days. For Mr. Tadokoro at the time, that might have been the best he could do. So far, let's just accept it. But after that it was too bad. Mr. Tadokoro has carried on the values he formed in his early twenties as if they were proof of his innocence for the rest of his life. He did not direct his fundamental criticism or skepticism towards himself. It was the same when he became an auditor in his thirties. Even though he thought he was going to college again, this time just on his own accord to study history, philosophy and languages.
To sum it up in one word, Mr. Tadokoro's late 1960s was the era of the American movie "Ichigo Hakusho." Each one was heroic enough, no matter how cornered they were. Because probably everyone who was consciously involved was acting not for their own sake, but for the sake of other beings. What was the Other Being would have been different for each person. It wasn't for myself anyway. Because it was a kind of pure irreverence, it remained indestructible in Mr. Tadokoro's mind for a long time.
In the early 1980s, an overwhelmingly large American computer philosophy existed before Mr. Tadokoro. I called it a philosophy because it was not just technology, it was different from culture, and it was different from academics. It was something of a huge complex. At its root, there was an individual assertion that did not rely on any authority. While reading several computer magazines, Mr. Tadokoro was overwhelmed by the collection of computer products born from the gateways and barns of the ranch and the underlying software including various languages. However, Mr. Tadokoro's faint critical spirit asked whether this was also a new dependence on others. However, this intellectual accumulation related to computers was never created overnight, and in what form and by whom was it continued? The answer was clear. Since the 1960s, it has been continued without interruption and without denying the chaotic world of "Ichigo Hakusho", probably mainly by the same young people as Mr. Tadokoro. It is true that there was chaos and contradiction. There are people who ignore that and simply look at the phenomenon of chaos and deny that era, but Mr. Tadokoro still does not join that position. However, if we think about what we can compensate for by the way of life of that era, then at that time there was a way not only to deny but at the same time to try to live the era in a fruitful way toward the future. Mr. Tadokoro was definitely lacking in this perspective of looking towards the future. In this respect, Mr. Tadokoro's failure of the times was decisive. Without thinking deeply about how one would live toward the future, the fact that he had devoted his main energy to denial of the past for which he was not directly responsible is now irrelevant. I couldn't help but leave a bitter remorse. Bob Dylan's "Blowin' in the Wind" was a truly iconic song in that sense. I shouldn't have made it sentimental "only the wind knows". Dylan is not bad. Dylan sings an era I was mad. After that, it was how Mr. Tadokoro lived in it.
It is the same as when a person walks in a cloud and can easily tell if it is below or above it, but the person inside cannot notice the presence of the cloud.
When Tadokoro started learning the basics of computers, he noticed one thing that left him stunned for a while. That was when I realized that many software groups, including computer languages, seemed to have been born in America from the 1960s to the 1970s. The late 1960s was a time of tumultuous times, and it was Mr. Tadokoro's university days. That's no excuse, but Mr. Tadokoro didn't study much at university. So he decided to go back to college in his thirties. I would like to assume that young people in other countries were also in turmoil as a whole, but the fact that society was in turmoil and how individuals lived in it are, of course, directly related. It is not connected to When the timid Mr. Tadokoro was wandering around the university or in the city without making any hard decisions about himself, it seems that a not insignificant group of young people in the United States were not overwhelmed by the tide of the times and were single-mindedly devoted to their research. When Mr. Tadokoro read several American essays tracing the progress of computer technology, he came to feel almost remorseful. This is because Mr. Tadokoro's subjective and pathetic perception of the end of the 1960s became like a frog in the well almost twenty years later, when computers first appeared on the surface of society. I had come to feel that it was nothing more than a small wandering.
It was now clear what lay at the heart of that remorse. Mr. Tadokoro, who was a young man at the end of the 1960s, did not know at all what he should do now. After studying basics in high school and preparing for entrance exams, it was difficult for Mr. Tadokoro at that time to make his own decisions when he entered university and faced the intellectual society that had spread all at once. Tadokoro-san formed his own intellectual world behind the news, the newspapers, and perhaps someone else in the group of intellectuals who were still fresh in those days. For Mr. Tadokoro at the time, that might have been the best he could do. So far, let's just accept it. But after that it was too bad. Mr. Tadokoro has carried on the values he formed in his early twenties as if they were proof of his innocence for the rest of his life. He did not direct his fundamental criticism or skepticism towards himself. It was the same when he became an auditor in his thirties. Even though he thought he was going to college again, this time just on his own accord to study history, philosophy and languages.
To sum it up in one word, Mr. Tadokoro's late 1960s was the era of the American movie "Ichigo Hakusho." Each one was heroic enough, no matter how cornered they were. Because probably everyone who was consciously involved was acting not for their own sake, but for the sake of other beings. What was the Other Being would have been different for each person. It wasn't for myself anyway. Because it was a kind of pure irreverence, it remained indestructible in Mr. Tadokoro's mind for a long time.
In the early 1980s, an overwhelmingly large American computer philosophy existed before Mr. Tadokoro. I called it a philosophy because it was not just technology, it was different from culture, and it was different from academics. It was something of a huge complex. At its root, there was an individual assertion that did not rely on any authority. While reading several computer magazines, Mr. Tadokoro was overwhelmed by the collection of computer products born from the gateways and barns of the ranch and the underlying software including various languages. However, Mr. Tadokoro's faint critical spirit asked whether this was also a new dependence on others. However, this intellectual accumulation related to computers was never created overnight, and in what form and by whom was it continued? The answer was clear. Since the 1960s, it has been continued without interruption and without denying the chaotic world of "Ichigo Hakusho", probably mainly by the same young people as Mr. Tadokoro. It is true that there was chaos and contradiction. There are people who ignore that and simply look at the phenomenon of chaos and deny that era, but Mr. Tadokoro still does not join that position. However, if we think about what we can compensate for by the way of life of that era, then at that time there was a way not only to deny but at the same time to try to live the era in a fruitful way toward the future. Mr. Tadokoro was definitely lacking in this perspective of looking towards the future. In this respect, Mr. Tadokoro's failure of the times was decisive. Without thinking deeply about how one would live toward the future, the fact that he had devoted his main energy to denial of the past for which he was not directly responsible is now irrelevant. I couldn't help but leave a bitter remorse. Bob Dylan's "Blowin' in the Wind" was a truly iconic song in that sense. I shouldn't have made it sentimental "only the wind knows". Dylan is not bad. Dylan sings an era I was mad. After that, it was how Mr. Tadokoro lived in it.
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