I understand that math is a science, but when it is done wrong it seems like more of an art. Bad art, but more art than science.
The road leading out of our neighborhood has a curve to
it. I believe the curve was made
incorrectly. Whoever calculated the
curve did not have it right. Now, when
driving around it you have to lean way over in the car to see if anyone is
coming towards you. Making it worse is a
side street which enters the curve at the half-way point.
Now, you not only must lean while driving but also must watch
for anyone entering from the right.
Here’s the thing. It
is too late to fix it. It has houses
built along each side. People’s lawns
come right up to the edge of the road.
No one, at this point in time, is going to say, “Excuse me, but we need
to straighten out this curve a bit. Hope
you don’t mind.”
Any great work of literature can be corrected, if found to
contain mistakes. Spelling can be adjusted;
punctuation can be tweaked. No problem. Paintings, however, are a different
animal. When done wrong or poorly, they
simply don’t get hung in the gallery.
They get handed back to the artist with a note saying, Don’t quit your
day job.
Doctors are forever misdiagnosing people. They get it wrong, sometimes with devastating
results. This entire topic got me
thinking about mistakes that can’t be corrected.
There are even portions of this blog that, at first, seem to
make no sense at all, but if you lean way over while reading…
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