IN HIGHWAY TRAFFIC, I sense the surrender of individuality as I navigate the bloodstream of a larger creature, which is sending me to where I am needed.
To recognize an individual conscience, to pick it out of the background by asserting, yes, here it is, this is the conscience of “x” — then this ability may also eliminate or establish the possibility of a conscience existing within things we have not yet thought there was a conscience lurking.
For example, while accepting that we, humans, are composed of legions of a variety of single cells, the functions of which are coordinated by a central nervous system, we never have imagined that each cell would be running its own consciousness, yet it could be.
Similarly, each business organization may have an identity that thinks and feels in its own way.
Why do some make a greater percentage of “poor” decisions than others, costing themselves (and others) more than necessary?
Perhaps it is because some will count on others to maintain a guaranteed, acceptable, base-level of endurance for the whole, and this is sufficient to allow them the opportunity to squander everything beyond it.
Thwarticus 