Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Spoilt for Choice

I seem to have broken quite some rules for myself. I have quit my work- outs, increased my food intake and exhibit a morbid addiction to inane and melodramatic soaps that I access free of charge on Netflix or Amazon like Californication - a pathetic and puerile soap brinking on risqué

For this departure from a self concept, I sometimes pity but mostly curse myself. Being old school, any indulgence, and this clearly I see as one, which does not - build one by way of adding knowledge and skills, nor contributes to society - the very propensity to view on the soap box a drama that stimulates the nether regions far more than the neural pathways seems to be an act inane enough to wallow in self pity.

Today, we are so spoilt for choice. I was obliged to take some guests out for dinner, and we had the choice of 4 hotels in close proximity. In those hotels, we have the choice of multiple restaurants, and within the restaurants, we had the choice of multiple tables, on the tables we had teh choice of multiple waiters, and from the waiters, came rattling by way of rote learnt, the choice of multiple cuisines on offer and finally at the time of payment I had the choice of paying the facility of paying the bill by my multiple credit cards

In an experiment on mice, there were several paths to the same food. The direct path lead the mice to the same amount of food as the path, which has several options, from among which the mice could choose, and eventually get to the same outcome.

It was observed, that all the mice preferred the pathway, where they had the option to choose, and get to the same amount food in this case representative of the final outcome.

And it is these options which on one hand spoil us and on the other temper our attitude.