When I came across the image I sent out to Second Breakfast the other day, I thought it was a cool depiction of how cars and people are incompatible.
After taking it in, I also thought to myself that it wasn’t very novel. “Everybody’s probably already seen this.”
I have a tendency to do this about so many things I discover.
Why do I forget that 10 seconds ago, I had never seen that image?
It feels like a version of Crichton’s Gell-Mann amnesia effect. Just like how we forget journalists aren’t experts, once we learn a fact, we forget what it’s like to not know that fact.
This problem is exacerbated by Twitter bubbles. Oftentimes I roll my eyes because it seems everyone I follow on Twitter is reading Sapiens and Atomic Habits and Poor Charlie’s Almanack and is engaged in a collective party of confirmation bias.
But even if it’s true that everyone I follow online is reading all the same stuff as me (they aren’t), I need to remember this is a tiny fraction of my actual life. It’s a self-selected group based on my interests.
None of my IRL friends are on Twitter.
We got into an argument the other night about whether you should say “Go Up Market” or “Go Down Market” when telling someone to go down Market in