Opus 2017-361: Being on the Cutting Edge

My son in law has a fast car.  My daughter will never drive it.  It isn’t that he won’t let her.  She just doesn’t know how to drive a manual transmission.  I concede that I have failed her.  When my son was working on his driver’s license we borrowed a car without an automatic and found and empty parking lot for his to experiment in.  She slipped through the cracks.

I doubt if it has ruined her live but she will never know the joy of laying scratch from a stop sign.  It is more fun when it is your father’s car and he will pay for the new tires and worn out clutch.  I learned to drive a stick on dump truck.  Did you know that dump trucks can lay scratch?  I am not sure my father ever knew that.

How many experiences are closed to us because we refuse to learn new skills.  Sometimes it is a matter of waiting.  When we had our first internet connection it was a dial up.  I refused to learn to use the internet because it was too slow.  My son, on his way to becoming a techie, found it addictive.  We found out how addictive when we got the phone bills.  When the connections got faster I took the plunge.  There are parts of the internet which make it worthwhile.  How many people refuse to learn about e-mails and texting just because they are abused by so many?

How many experiences are not worth having?  Do I really need a Facebook account?  Will Instagram change my life in a positive way?  Would I have a heart attack if I went skydiving?  These are questions that each person must answer for themselves.  I don’t have time to look for new experiences.  My wife has a long list of experiences she wants me to have.  They will take me into the next century.

homo unius libri