Perfection Expectation Paradox
Did you know that there is information about us that has reached interstellar space? Oh, well, at least it’s on its way. One of the information bits is a drawing of a man and a woman along with a key comprising two hydrogen atoms to help whatever extraterrestrial entity will hit the jackpot. It’s Hello in science. The drawing is a scientific treasure written in the language that cosmos understands. However, there is an arrow(this↓) somewhere on the drawing and it was heavily criticised as somewhat too assuming. The arrow was a Familiarity Bias case(I made this phrase up but it might exist already, yeah; at least it does in the Babel Library) which basically means it was a result of the persuasion that norms have such that after a while they feel as if they are facts.
The way we built stuff in our world makes us vulnerable to Familarity Bias. We had to make the football perfectly spherical, the pyramids at Giza missed vertical north by a few minutes, the iPhone is a wonder etc. The way Kim Kardashian’s ass appears on our phone screens doesn’t help the case. All these familiarise us with something that is nonexistent: Perfection.
People who see design and versatility in the human body overlook the fact that there is no point in male nipples, enzymes that govern cell division make thousands of mistakes and the female drainage system is lousy to say the least. The human mind, probably the biggest marvel in our universe, is no exception. An Alan Turing could shorten a world war by two years but could not talk himself out of committing suicide. Rats, Appleton was able to convince 30+ people to commit suicide with him so that they could get aboard an alien spaceship which was supposedly hovering behind a comet. Wait, how does this relate to the Familiarity Bias?
We fashion our world under the banner of sense and purpose but maybe we inadvertently cause ourselves an existential crisis. Familiarity with straight edges of your study table will warrant you the illusion that if you study well you will pass although that event is governed by many variables that are independent to furniture. In other words, we fall prey to an illusion which prompts us to go after a mirage and that breaks even the best of hearts.
Last night I told someone that she was nonchalant about a lot of things to which she replied nonchalantly. I expected her to be a little caring; that’s what I would do, anyway. In hindsight, my familiarity with self made me overlook what could have been a big picture to her actions. There could be so much going through her head, she could be in her period, something could have happened to her at the hands of someone she loved. The list writes an encyclopedia.
In uncertainty do we realize the true meaning of life. In the death heat of confusion do we get the nudge to forgive ourselves and others. In playing Soft Toys and in being curious do we realize that the arrow we give to others may not be as universal and basic as we think.
Please, do not make sharp edges with a set square and, please, do not smoothen them to form a perfect curvature, or at least when you do it know that the default shap of that pretty piece of wood was an old tree a certain guy hanged himself from last week. Confused? Let it birth curiosity! Live with intention, don’t assume stuff! Live each moment “reasoning from the basics” as Elon Musk puts it.