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My love affair with Bucky FullerPosted by John McGrath (Guest Contributor) at 5:33 PM on 16 Aug 2006A few days back, David posted a link about the Dymaxion Car, Bucky Fuller's ill-fated attempt to inject sanity in to Detroit. In 1933. Maybe I'm just being me, but I think David was trying to taunt me in to posting. I did, after all, pick a related title for my blog. ![]() I should say that well before I read people like Amory Lovins, Buckminster Fuller had a profound effect on my thinking as an environmentalist and as a person generally. Some of his ideas were just downright wacky -- cities inside glass bubbles so large they float like hot air balloons, for starters -- but when it comes to sustainability, technological progress, and the relationship of humans to the Earth, I am a devoted Fullerite. (Not to be confused with Fullerenes.) Fuller's key insights -- which are now commonplace, but weren't necessarily when he started writing -- centered on what would now be called end-use efficiency, or what Fuller called variously "doing-more-with-lessing" or "ephemeralization." The Dymaxion car was a clear example of this philosophy, but so was his Dymaxion house. Both showed the benefits of efficiency and system design. Both died unlamented deaths. But both ideas -- high-efficiency cars, and zero-energy (prefab) homes -- are rapidly coming back in to the main. Most importantly (and this really is crucial to my worldview), Fuller saw competition -- selfish, violent, zero-sum games -- as totally obsolete in the modern world. Rather, Fuller believed (and, his acolytes would say, proved) that cooperation is not only morally superior, but pragmatically necessary. The forces of division, in a world with nuclear power, would only hurt us in the end, while the forces of unity would save us all. Or, as he put it: Whether it is to be Utopia or Oblivion will be a touch-and-go relay race right up to the final moment. When I am in my foulest moods and convinced the world is doomed, that sentence gives me more serenity than anything Godly ever has.
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