Senseless
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While waiting for a Morrocan wrap at the local Kauai yesterday a deaf woman came up to me and asked, with sign language, for some money to support her school. It took some repitition, pointing at a sign language alphabet and eventually her writing what she wanted down before I understood. It got me to thinking what being deaf must be like. That got me to pondering what loosing any sense would be like. Sight, taste, touch, smell and hearing. I wear glasses and so I can experience a modicum of what being blind must be like. It is not the same, no doubt, but I cannot function in the modern world without my glasses or contact lenses. What sense would you most dislike loosing? Hearing? Sight? Touch? Sight for me definitely, my favourite things are all dependant on it. I can imagine getting around without hearing, but being blind must be appreciably more difficult IMO. p.s. Colin, I know you would hate to loose your ESP, but lets stick to the five proven senses ok? :) regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
Paul Watson wrote: Sight for me definitley I have to agree with this one. "Don't be so anti-american, would you? KaЯl (to Paul Watson on Baseball Bats) 26 Nov '03 "
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Paul Watson wrote: Sight for me definitley I have to agree with this one. "Don't be so anti-american, would you? KaЯl (to Paul Watson on Baseball Bats) 26 Nov '03 "
Me too, after much deliberation. I can imagine a domesticated life as a blind person, with the sweet sounds of a loving woman, and a good hi-fi, but practically,out in the world, it would suck. I love music, so it is very begrudgingly that I also choose deafness for practical purposes. Touch is also up there with senses I would not like to lose. It is downright dangerous to have no tactile sense. I could probably live a fairly productive, but unpleasant, life without tase or smell. Hallelucination - when you think you see God
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Me too, after much deliberation. I can imagine a domesticated life as a blind person, with the sweet sounds of a loving woman, and a good hi-fi, but practically,out in the world, it would suck. I love music, so it is very begrudgingly that I also choose deafness for practical purposes. Touch is also up there with senses I would not like to lose. It is downright dangerous to have no tactile sense. I could probably live a fairly productive, but unpleasant, life without tase or smell. Hallelucination - when you think you see God
>of a loving woman That is where loosing touch would also bite. regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
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While waiting for a Morrocan wrap at the local Kauai yesterday a deaf woman came up to me and asked, with sign language, for some money to support her school. It took some repitition, pointing at a sign language alphabet and eventually her writing what she wanted down before I understood. It got me to thinking what being deaf must be like. That got me to pondering what loosing any sense would be like. Sight, taste, touch, smell and hearing. I wear glasses and so I can experience a modicum of what being blind must be like. It is not the same, no doubt, but I cannot function in the modern world without my glasses or contact lenses. What sense would you most dislike loosing? Hearing? Sight? Touch? Sight for me definitely, my favourite things are all dependant on it. I can imagine getting around without hearing, but being blind must be appreciably more difficult IMO. p.s. Colin, I know you would hate to loose your ESP, but lets stick to the five proven senses ok? :) regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
Without doubt, sight. But touch and hearing I'd sorely miss as well. Having been blessed with every sense functioning excellently I have a huge amount of respect for those living without one or more of them.
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While waiting for a Morrocan wrap at the local Kauai yesterday a deaf woman came up to me and asked, with sign language, for some money to support her school. It took some repitition, pointing at a sign language alphabet and eventually her writing what she wanted down before I understood. It got me to thinking what being deaf must be like. That got me to pondering what loosing any sense would be like. Sight, taste, touch, smell and hearing. I wear glasses and so I can experience a modicum of what being blind must be like. It is not the same, no doubt, but I cannot function in the modern world without my glasses or contact lenses. What sense would you most dislike loosing? Hearing? Sight? Touch? Sight for me definitely, my favourite things are all dependant on it. I can imagine getting around without hearing, but being blind must be appreciably more difficult IMO. p.s. Colin, I know you would hate to loose your ESP, but lets stick to the five proven senses ok? :) regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
Paul Watson wrote: What sense would you most dislike loosing? Telepathy :-D Then I'd no longer be able to find out everyones dirty little secrets :-) -- Ian Darling "The moral of the story is that with a contrived example, you can prove anything." - Joel Spolsky
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While waiting for a Morrocan wrap at the local Kauai yesterday a deaf woman came up to me and asked, with sign language, for some money to support her school. It took some repitition, pointing at a sign language alphabet and eventually her writing what she wanted down before I understood. It got me to thinking what being deaf must be like. That got me to pondering what loosing any sense would be like. Sight, taste, touch, smell and hearing. I wear glasses and so I can experience a modicum of what being blind must be like. It is not the same, no doubt, but I cannot function in the modern world without my glasses or contact lenses. What sense would you most dislike loosing? Hearing? Sight? Touch? Sight for me definitely, my favourite things are all dependant on it. I can imagine getting around without hearing, but being blind must be appreciably more difficult IMO. p.s. Colin, I know you would hate to loose your ESP, but lets stick to the five proven senses ok? :) regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
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Me too, after much deliberation. I can imagine a domesticated life as a blind person, with the sweet sounds of a loving woman, and a good hi-fi, but practically,out in the world, it would suck. I love music, so it is very begrudgingly that I also choose deafness for practical purposes. Touch is also up there with senses I would not like to lose. It is downright dangerous to have no tactile sense. I could probably live a fairly productive, but unpleasant, life without tase or smell. Hallelucination - when you think you see God
I can agree with what you say. I'd hate to lose hearing, but losing sight would be much worse. Touch I could live without at my age (it's hard to imagine a scenario I wouldn't recognise as dangerous if I could see the dangers). Taste and smell? Pretty much a matter of taste methinks :) I'd miss salmon and roast lamb and mint sauce and jasmine and LAX airport :) Rob Manderson http://www.mindprobes.net "I killed him dead cuz he was stepping on my turf, cutting me out of my bling the same way my ho cuts cookies, officer" "Alright then, move along" - Ian Darling, The Lounge, Oct 10 2003
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It's like choosing between being burned at stake or quartered by four horses.
A quoi rêvent les personnes qui nous font vivre ce monde ?
"On 1 March 1757 Damiens the regicide was condemned "to make the amende honorable before the main door of the Church of Paris", where he was to be "taken and conveyed in a cart, wearing nothing but a shirt, holding a torch of burning wax weighing two pounds"; then, "in the said cart, to the Place de Grève, where, on a scaffold that will be erected there, the flesh will be torn from his breasts, arms, thighs and claves with red-hot pincers, his right hand, holding the knife with which he committed the said parricide, burnt with sulphur, and, on those places where the flesh will be torn away, poured molten lead, boiling oil, burning resin, wax and sulphur melted together and then his body drawn and quartered by four horses and his limbs and body consumed by fire, reduced to ashes and his ashes thrown to the winds" (Pièces originales..., 372-4)." Charming. regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
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Paul Watson wrote: What sense would you most dislike loosing? Telepathy :-D Then I'd no longer be able to find out everyones dirty little secrets :-) -- Ian Darling "The moral of the story is that with a contrived example, you can prove anything." - Joel Spolsky
My new signature :) Rob Manderson http://www.mindprobes.net **Paul Watson wrote:**What sense would you most dislike loosing? Ian Darling replied. Telepathy Then I'd no longer be able to find out everyones dirty little secrets The Lounge, December 4 2003
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"On 1 March 1757 Damiens the regicide was condemned "to make the amende honorable before the main door of the Church of Paris", where he was to be "taken and conveyed in a cart, wearing nothing but a shirt, holding a torch of burning wax weighing two pounds"; then, "in the said cart, to the Place de Grève, where, on a scaffold that will be erected there, the flesh will be torn from his breasts, arms, thighs and claves with red-hot pincers, his right hand, holding the knife with which he committed the said parricide, burnt with sulphur, and, on those places where the flesh will be torn away, poured molten lead, boiling oil, burning resin, wax and sulphur melted together and then his body drawn and quartered by four horses and his limbs and body consumed by fire, reduced to ashes and his ashes thrown to the winds" (Pièces originales..., 372-4)." Charming. regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
Your knowledge astounds me :) Rob Manderson http://www.mindprobes.net **Paul Watson wrote:**What sense would you most dislike loosing? Ian Darling replied. Telepathy Then I'd no longer be able to find out everyones dirty little secrets The Lounge, December 4 2003
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My new signature :) Rob Manderson http://www.mindprobes.net **Paul Watson wrote:**What sense would you most dislike loosing? Ian Darling replied. Telepathy Then I'd no longer be able to find out everyones dirty little secrets The Lounge, December 4 2003
Rob Manderson wrote: My new signature :-O :laugh: Thanks :-) (And your secrets safe with me :-D) -- Ian Darling "The moral of the story is that with a contrived example, you can prove anything." - Joel Spolsky
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Rob Manderson wrote: My new signature :-O :laugh: Thanks :-) (And your secrets safe with me :-D) -- Ian Darling "The moral of the story is that with a contrived example, you can prove anything." - Joel Spolsky
:) ever since the US Marine incident I've been aware that I need to let you know if my signature changed :) Rob Manderson http://www.mindprobes.net **Paul Watson wrote:**What sense would you most dislike loosing? Ian Darling replied. Telepathy Then I'd no longer be able to find out everyones dirty little secrets The Lounge, December 4 2003
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I can agree with what you say. I'd hate to lose hearing, but losing sight would be much worse. Touch I could live without at my age (it's hard to imagine a scenario I wouldn't recognise as dangerous if I could see the dangers). Taste and smell? Pretty much a matter of taste methinks :) I'd miss salmon and roast lamb and mint sauce and jasmine and LAX airport :) Rob Manderson http://www.mindprobes.net "I killed him dead cuz he was stepping on my turf, cutting me out of my bling the same way my ho cuts cookies, officer" "Alright then, move along" - Ian Darling, The Lounge, Oct 10 2003
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While waiting for a Morrocan wrap at the local Kauai yesterday a deaf woman came up to me and asked, with sign language, for some money to support her school. It took some repitition, pointing at a sign language alphabet and eventually her writing what she wanted down before I understood. It got me to thinking what being deaf must be like. That got me to pondering what loosing any sense would be like. Sight, taste, touch, smell and hearing. I wear glasses and so I can experience a modicum of what being blind must be like. It is not the same, no doubt, but I cannot function in the modern world without my glasses or contact lenses. What sense would you most dislike loosing? Hearing? Sight? Touch? Sight for me definitely, my favourite things are all dependant on it. I can imagine getting around without hearing, but being blind must be appreciably more difficult IMO. p.s. Colin, I know you would hate to loose your ESP, but lets stick to the five proven senses ok? :) regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
I dunno about sight. I saw a program on a woman who lost her sense of touch and it was horible. I wouldn't be scared to lose any of my senses except touch you can compensate for sight with hearing and touch and you can compensate for hearing with sight and gestures but you can't compensate for touch. Remember that if you lose your sense of touch you loose the awareness of where your limbs are and the pressure that you hold things with. So you can't really walk or hold things. You also don't know if you're hurting yourself and you can damage yourself quite badly.
The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone he can blame it on. If you tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe, he'll believe you. But if you tell him a bench has just been painted, he'll have to touch it to be sure.
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"On 1 March 1757 Damiens the regicide was condemned "to make the amende honorable before the main door of the Church of Paris", where he was to be "taken and conveyed in a cart, wearing nothing but a shirt, holding a torch of burning wax weighing two pounds"; then, "in the said cart, to the Place de Grève, where, on a scaffold that will be erected there, the flesh will be torn from his breasts, arms, thighs and claves with red-hot pincers, his right hand, holding the knife with which he committed the said parricide, burnt with sulphur, and, on those places where the flesh will be torn away, poured molten lead, boiling oil, burning resin, wax and sulphur melted together and then his body drawn and quartered by four horses and his limbs and body consumed by fire, reduced to ashes and his ashes thrown to the winds" (Pièces originales..., 372-4)." Charming. regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
Ow... :understatement-of-the-year-smiley:
The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone he can blame it on. If you tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe, he'll believe you. But if you tell him a bench has just been painted, he'll have to touch it to be sure.
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The danger comes in where you don't notice being hurt. You may stand on a hot coal, or catch an elbow on a nail or something, and not notice it until it was septic. Hallelucination - when you think you see God
ProffK wrote: The danger comes in where you don't notice being hurt. You may stand on a hot coal, or catch an elbow on a nail or something, and not notice it until it was septic. Uh huh. I remember reading the Thomas Covenant novels (the character not the author) and the detail in which leprosy was described. In particular, the way Stephen Donaldson described the process of scanning all extremities. I imagine I'd be able to do that pretty damn quick if I lost my sense of touch. Just today I had to go to the local Basha's supermarket to buy the makings of tonights dinner. The local carbon dioxide truck had parked nearby and there was a long hose connected to the building. The bloke doing the refill had earmuffs on and as I got closer I could feel why. From a hundred metres away it was just an annoying hiss. 20 metres away it was painful. I walked past with fingers pressed into my ears and even half an hour later I was still feeling the pain. Rob Manderson http://www.mindprobes.net **Paul Watson wrote:**What sense would you most dislike loosing? Ian Darling replied. Telepathy Then I'd no longer be able to find out everyones dirty little secrets The Lounge, December 4 2003
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Your knowledge astounds me :) Rob Manderson http://www.mindprobes.net **Paul Watson wrote:**What sense would you most dislike loosing? Ian Darling replied. Telepathy Then I'd no longer be able to find out everyones dirty little secrets The Lounge, December 4 2003
:), I should have linked to the page: Discipline and Punish: The Birth of the Prison. It gets even worse after that first paragraph. regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
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I dunno about sight. I saw a program on a woman who lost her sense of touch and it was horible. I wouldn't be scared to lose any of my senses except touch you can compensate for sight with hearing and touch and you can compensate for hearing with sight and gestures but you can't compensate for touch. Remember that if you lose your sense of touch you loose the awareness of where your limbs are and the pressure that you hold things with. So you can't really walk or hold things. You also don't know if you're hurting yourself and you can damage yourself quite badly.
The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone he can blame it on. If you tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe, he'll believe you. But if you tell him a bench has just been painted, he'll have to touch it to be sure.
Good point Nic, highlighting how underappreciated touch is. I suspect smell also has many practical functions that we don't notice in everyday life. How much touch did the woman loose? All of it? That is hard to imagine and what was the cause of it? regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
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I dunno about sight. I saw a program on a woman who lost her sense of touch and it was horible. I wouldn't be scared to lose any of my senses except touch you can compensate for sight with hearing and touch and you can compensate for hearing with sight and gestures but you can't compensate for touch. Remember that if you lose your sense of touch you loose the awareness of where your limbs are and the pressure that you hold things with. So you can't really walk or hold things. You also don't know if you're hurting yourself and you can damage yourself quite badly.
The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone he can blame it on. If you tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe, he'll believe you. But if you tell him a bench has just been painted, he'll have to touch it to be sure.
I had some problems passing the physical required by US immigration. I tremble a bit and can't quite do delicate stuff. (20 years ago I could solder 40 pin DIPS but these days I wouldn't even try). But I can testify that if one concentrates it's possible to walk (I do at least 8 kms a day). I do have to concentrate on moving things and map out the move in space ahead of actually trying it. Imagine you're very very drunk. Then imagine trying to move an object. That's pretty much what I have to do. I think I manage pretty well. Rob Manderson http://www.mindprobes.net **Paul Watson wrote:**What sense would you most dislike loosing? Ian Darling replied. Telepathy Then I'd no longer be able to find out everyones dirty little secrets The Lounge, December 4 2003
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"On 1 March 1757 Damiens the regicide was condemned "to make the amende honorable before the main door of the Church of Paris", where he was to be "taken and conveyed in a cart, wearing nothing but a shirt, holding a torch of burning wax weighing two pounds"; then, "in the said cart, to the Place de Grève, where, on a scaffold that will be erected there, the flesh will be torn from his breasts, arms, thighs and claves with red-hot pincers, his right hand, holding the knife with which he committed the said parricide, burnt with sulphur, and, on those places where the flesh will be torn away, poured molten lead, boiling oil, burning resin, wax and sulphur melted together and then his body drawn and quartered by four horses and his limbs and body consumed by fire, reduced to ashes and his ashes thrown to the winds" (Pièces originales..., 372-4)." Charming. regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand?
Isn't it? The same adventure happened to Ravaillac, regicide, who assassinated Henri the Fourth (or what it Jacques Clément, another regicide, who killed Henry the Third? I can't remember). According to the legend, the morning of the execution, he declared: "it will be a harsh day". What a clever man.
A quoi rêvent les personnes qui nous font vivre ce monde ?