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"Sampling"

22 May, 2008

Several years ago a friend was lamenting the impending collapse of civilization. He said he couldn't see how society could last more than 3-5 more years, because stupid dysfunctional people had become the overwhelming majority.

When I asked him what made him say that, he cited certain very lowbrow daytime "talk shows" that he'd been watching. Every day he saw those crazy people there: people who had affairs with their mother-in-law, people who talked their young children into trying drugs, and all sorts of insanely stupid things. I hadn't realized how much he was watching those shows, though since he was working evenings at the time, it made sense. He was at home alone at the time most of us were at work each day.

I tried to argue that just because he saw a few really messed up people  each show, that didn't prove the whole race had gone nuts. But he countered that if people that screwed up were rare, the TV shows couldn't keep finding more of them to appear on the show. He'd been watching them for months, and the shows had been going for years.

I asked him what he thought the population of the country was. He guessed 250 million (which was close at the time--I said this was a number of years ago). I then asked him what one-tenth of one percent of that 250 million people would be. He answered, "250 thousand."

Then I said, "So, if an average of six people out of that 250 thousand appeared on one of these shows each day, five days a week, fifty-two weeks of the year, how long would it take before all of them had had their moment on the air?"

Other people would have balked, but like me, he had been a math major at university, and he thought for only a few seconds before saying, "Over a hundred years... no, worse than that, over one-hundred and fifty years."

"So even if the lunatic fringe is only one-tenth of one percent of the population, it isn't that hard to parade new ones day after day on a program that actively seeks out these outrageous people," I said. "Not to mention the extra incentive of an all-expense paid trip to the city where the studio is, and the allure of being on television. Which probably encourages some of them to act a lot crazier than they really are."

It's now 20 years later, and while many things in the world are in less than fabulous condition, we haven't actually collapsed back to the stone age, yet.

More recently, I told the tale of a crazy homeless person I encountered at a bus stop. She was yelling at me for whining about being dead, among other things. One of the people who heard the story launched into a rant about how that's why they stopped riding the bus. Every day they ran into scary people.

I had to point out that every day I run into buses full of very boring people who are just trying to get somewhere. Many of them are very nice, friendly, and helpful. I've been riding the buses in this city for nearly 25 years, to and from work almost every day, and only run into troublesome people a few times a year.

Maybe this person really did have the bad luck to run into horrid people as often as they said. I suspect it's more likely that they just don't remember the times that nothing bad happened.

And it would be quite outrageous of me to suggest that if the person is encountering this trouble as often as they say, perhaps it isn't just a matter of luck. Surely they aren't behaving in some way that provokes other people. That couldn't possibly be the case, right?

Just because you notice something more than once, doesn't prove the thing is commonplace. There may be another explanation. And we must always remember that sometimes the problem isn't them, it's us.


Do not condemn the judgement of another because it differs from
your own. You may both be wrong.
--Dandemis


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