Tasting our own medicine
Him: Are you serious, you’re not gonna let your kid play tug-of-war?
Him: That’s nuts.
Me: Did you eat lunch yet?
Him: (puzzled) Not yet, why?
Me: Good, Google “tug of war fatalities.” And, if you haven’t eaten yet, click on images.
People don’t realize when they’re in danger.
If COVID has shown me anything, it’s that people do shockingly dumb things because they don’t understand that some rules cannot be broken.
For example, the rule of gravity; we all follow it, at a rate of 9.8 meters per second, per second.
We all age at a rate of 1,440 minutes a day.
But societal rules based on scientific rules for similarly mundane but dangerous things – like covering up your face during a pandemic – seem to be a mystery to people.
Take potential energy, for example. Potential energy is merely energy that could happen, versus kinetic energy, which is energy actually happening.
When you’re playing tug-of-war, you have no idea how much potential energy is being amassed by a piece of rope that – were it sentient – would be like, “The hell are you guys doing? Are you insane?”
The amount of force being applied to what is conceivably a comparatively tiny single point of failure is pretty mind boggling. Now, most of the time, if the rope holds, it’s just fun and games. But, if the rope fails?
One thing that I’ve been learning with Chad is noticing when I’m in danger while wrestling. It’s an interesting way of looking at something I’ve been doing for years.
Him: Logan, stop doing that. You’re in danger here. You shouldn’t be in attacking mode, you should be in defending mode. You need to know where you are.
That alone seems to have improved my game substantially.
I think there’s a lot of life lessons to be learned everywhere. You just have to follow the rules.
On a related/unrelated point, I meet lots of people that I don’t even start relationships with, because I know it won’t go anywhere. Business, romantic, whatever.
In those scenarios, at least, I know when I’m in danger.
I suppose that’s why I always prefer being the dumpee than the dumper; I never was one for hurting others.
Besides, tasting your own medicine’s never a bad thing, I think. It keeps you from becoming cruel.
OK, “never” may be too strong a word.
Her: I got you something, it’s a supplement that might help with all your health issues.
Me: Thank you – you’re very sweet.
Her: No need for thanks. Especially once you try it.
Me: OK, here goes nuthin…(later) Gah! Do you hate me?!