Dig Where You Stand

The beginning of the method

The moment that set this essay in motion wasn’t dramatic. It was just my phone, rocking gently on the desk, refusing to do the one simple thing I needed it to do.

I didn’t expect the first words to begin with something so ordinary. But that’s where it began. I was mid‑call, trying to jot a quick handwritten note on my Samsung S26 Ultra, and the device – a flagship of modern engineering – wouldn’t stay still long enough to write on.

So I reached for the back of an envelope.

It was such a small thing. A tiny failure. But it was also a signal: a system designed to support my work couldn’t manage the most basic gesture of it, and the simplest analogue tool in the room stepped in to repair the gap. That moment – that reach for the envelope – is the kind of moment I pay attention to. Not because it’s quaint, but because it tells the truth about where we are.

Technology has outpaced our ability to administer it. We live inside systems whose complexity exceeds our capacity to govern them, and the friction we feel in moments like this isn’t just inconvenience. It’s a symptom of deeper contradictions in how we work, how we live, and how we show up in the world. Like the smart home hub that promises seamless control but can’t turn on a single lamp without a firmware update.

And in the moment I picked up the pen, a single thought rushed to the fore: dig where you stand.

An archaeologists’ slogan from the 1970s, now deeply rooted in my social and political thinking. It’s not an abstraction. I’ve seen what happens the first time someone turns a sod – literally or figuratively – and realises the world is different because of something they did. You can see it in their face. It’s visceral. It’s the moment they understand that change isn’t theoretical or distant; it’s immediate, and it’s theirs. That’s the kind of understanding I care about: grounded, embodied, and shared.

Because the truth is this: the small failures in our tools mirror the larger contradictions in our lives. The rocking phone isn’t just a design oversight. It’s a symptom of a wider pattern – technology racing ahead of our ability to administer it, systems growing faster than our capacity to govern them, complexity outpacing comprehension. And when that happens, we lose something essential: our sense of agency, our sense of presence, our sense of being able to make a difference.

But I believe these contradictions can be resolved – collectively, through the slow work of understanding them, naming them, and navigating them together. Not through instruction. Not through being told what the solution is. Real progress comes when people appropriate a motion for themselves – when they see the direction, understand it, and choose to move in it because it makes sense to them. That kind of co‑operation is durable. It lasts. It builds.

My role here isn’t to prescribe answers. It’s to surface the tensions, the frictions, the gumption traps – the places where the world doesn’t quite line up with how we’re told it works. To trace the methods people use to repair those gaps. To pay attention to the small, telling moments that reveal the larger structures shaping our days.

This is just an introduction – a marker in the ground. There are many arcs to follow, and they intersect in ways that matter for how we live and work today. The longer exploration begins here, with the simplest gesture: noticing when the system fails, and digging where we stand.

David Marshall
Navarre. January 2026