Things Left Unsaid

I like to be critical of the internet these days with the increase in content that is obviously not created by humans, and the idea of the algorithm that has bothered me for a long time. I do get things on my screen that interest me. Things about music, running, fitness, science and space, or whatever. I don't really find it necessary though to get eighteen articles on different sites about the same things with slightly different artificially generated words.

That's what the data centers are for though, right?

Ah, fuck it, who needs water anyway?

sigh

Every once in awhile the internet coughs up something weird into my feed that lures me in. Some days ago while I was having lunch at work I was scrolling absentmindedly, looking at headlines and pictures while I ate. I saw a headline about giant penguins that existed on earth millions of years ago. I took the bait, and clicked.

It was a pretty random, mildly interesting read about the fossilized remains of giant penguins that were the size of humans. They were discovered in New Zealand. I don't recall facts, like who discovered them, where, and when. I know they had an official scientific name that I don't recall. I've never been great at retaining facts unless it is something I require in my life. But I read it, and later on found myself thinking about it.

I found myself wondering... is it beyond the realm of possibility, that if the earth could produce a human sized penguin, maybe it could produce a new version of us, only tiny? Like millions, or even hundreds of millions of years after we inevitably end ourselves. Maybe a million years after we are gone the planet gets pummeled by a cluster of asteroids and ends up a massive spherical smoldering ember that eventually cools and starts the process that leads to forming life again. Maybe the new version of earth will have 2 moons, or rings of diamond and gold dust or something. wtf

I thought of us, and everything that we have created, scaled down. Everything else in nature the same size it is now. Just us as tiny. Like the tallest of us the height of a cat or smaller. And then those tiny versions of us figure shit out similarly to the way we have now with industry, technology and transportation. A weird little miniature village version of us. Only not a village. A miniature humanity version of the us that exists now. Upright walking, conscious thinking, self aware, opposable thumbed, language speaking, rodent sized society building shit.

Then maybe the earth will belch up fossilized remains of the us of now for those fictional future miniature versions of us to find. Skeletons that miraculously survived the asteroid pummeling. They would be horrified and fascinated at the same time. Like we are with dinosaurs. I would hope that there would not be enough evidence to tell the tale of who we were. Maybe they will imagine good things about us if there was no evidence remaining of how terrible we were to each other and to the planet.

I guess I'm making an assumption that their tiny size might somehow make them successful at all the things we are failing at. Like they will imagine good things about us because they are good. I think they would be though. Everything would be a threat. Being so tiny, their priorities would be vastly different from ours. Survival would be top priority instead of the economy. The thought of the way we exist now (if you don't have money you don't get to have anything) would be baffling to them.

They would take up less land, and use up a fraction of natural resources. It will require a pummeling of asteroids and a restart of the process after we existed here and fucked it all up. Land and natural resources would all be unlimited to them, not things to squabble over. They would be too distracted by the constant threat of everything else on the planet to think about attacking each other. Travel to other continents might be like space travel. Globalization might never happen.

They would not be a destructive infestation on the surface of the planet endlessly slaughtering each other and stupidly bringing about their own end like we are now. Or maybe all of that is an inevitability no matter what version of us manifests.