Tuesday once more and not too badly begun. One of my mature hypotheses is that humans are more influenced by the week than commonly thought or claimed. For example, the gym I frequent displays two behavior patterns: first, the level of attendance (density of members) decreases over the course of the week – with sundae excluded and monday being the first day of week; and the pattern of attendance has a cyclic component. Simply put, given the number of people attending on monday, wednesday, friday, there are fewer people than expected on tuesday, thursday, saturday.
The first is fairly well understandable. People get tireder as the week progresses and are less able to rouse themselves to gym. The second seems to indicate that most people think they need to go to gym two or three times a week and hence do the monday, wednesday, friday thing. What is not clear is whether there are people who recognize this and deliberately do the tuesday, thursday, saturday thing?
Anyway, the gym was relatively sparse this morning and I was able to do my thing without too much interaction. For some reason I have observe no positive interactions in gym; all are negative or neutral. This is a subject of observation and perhaps enough data andinsight will emerge to report on sometime.
The podcasts were science topic today and the more memorable piece came from SCIENCE, some mention that large dinosaurs had average body temperatures approximating those of mammals. What was intriguing was how the isotopic distribution of the chemical compounds in dinosaur teeth were used to estimate body temperature.The other was an interview by the Guardian of some author, quite glib, who decried the practice of using neandertal as an epithet – rightful! – and described occasions when he was mauled by Amerikan religionists for being an evolutionist – horrible! Sometimes I ponder that if the meek are going to inherit the earth then perhaps the obnoxious are going to destroy it?
On a more poignant note, I observed an article [Link] bemoaning the proposed passing of one of Huntsville’s high shuls. The context was a recent reunion of the class of 1961 CE and I was moved to consider my own experience with reunions. FD SCP attended a small high shul in the delta country of Mississippi – graduating class size of 25 – who has never attended a reunion. Her shul was closed for economy of scale reasons before her tenth graduation anniversary and so many had moved from the town, including herself, that there was not enough of a core group to even plan a reunion.
Not so for my graduating class. We have reunions every five years. I attended to first two and was bored into despair and depression. Skipped the third, and tried the next. Same story. I attended one about ten years ago and left after thirty minutes.
It is not that I did not have friends in high shul, or even not enjoy the experience. That experience was pale and vacuous compared to college, but not totally without substance. But of those who were my friends then, I either see them often or they do not come to reunion. The expected emotional ROI of reunion is negative.
If my high shul were to be ended, I might be more likely to attend a reunion. The argument against is that they are erecting a new building for the shul, hence the brick-and-mortar emotional memories are broken. Such things are important. When I visit the college campuses I have attended part of my visit is a sight and smell tour. And the smells of that old high shul are not as endearing as the aromas of chemistry and physics labs.
Besides, I expect the reunion of a class of a disintegrated high shul would have a rather strained, pathetic, waiting-to-die aspect of On The Beach. The need to make merry would extinguish any vestige of joy.
But somehow all this seems one of those riches of being human.