Think about it: humans interpret language. Language is there to be interpreted. By talking at and listening to each other we run eachother by remote control. Language is this remote control architecture by which we can anticipate and coordinate with eachother.
I open my mouth because I have faith that it's worth my effort. By making sounds, of greeting or conciliation, I can diffuse tension and create goodwill. That's because I can utter sounds that will create mental images in you, sometimes of great power, even though I did not put them there. That's the hall-of-mirrors of convention -- this set of that-which-I-know-that-you-know(-even-though-I-couldn't-say-why-it's-just-what's-there-...-y'know?) -- that makes it all tick. The memeplex is built upon convention; this hall of mirrors that comes straight out of protein and is structured just as tightly.

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culture is a matrix, predicated on convention. It has logical integrity. It holds together not because of anything mystical or fundamentally inscrutable (though we don't understand it yet) but because of simple processes patiently iterating themselves so as to be able to link up and synch up at the next level of organization ('cuz there's always (?) the potential for a higher order of organization.
[commenting on my own blog -- how charmingly ingenuous. I'll get the hang of this eventually.]
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