Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'
The lyrics of Bob Dylan’s old classic from 1964 could easily be from today. Today when we are speaking about AI agents as members in our organizations, the young generation spend their time on tik-tok, Swedish dads are home with the kids, and the rest of us are rapidly aging.
Compare to the 60s when the Cuban Missile crisis brought us to the verge of nuclear war, a man landed on the moon, Martin Luther King died for his dream and homosexuality was decriminalized in the UK. Technology and society were revolutionized then and now.
In some sense it is soothing that the times are not changing, they are on forever repeat. The young generation is always leaving the old behind. The law of acceleration returns and we are as stressed today as early 20th century when the automotives were coming and speed was a new sensation.
From the Declaration of Futurism first published in 1909:
There is a beauty in preserving the old ways and traditions, to be firm and stringent. There is likewise a beauty in the new, in creating and evolving.
In Hinduism the divine will and the continuous processes shaping the universe is described in the cyclic nature of existence: Creation, maintenance, and destruction. All three are required and all three bring value. We just have to roll with it.