Saturday, 22 September 2012

An observation

When I was in high school, there was a fellow pupil with pretty singularly bright red hair. Doing biology, I wondered about the rareness of this trait. I saw it as a the beginning of the journey of something new and dominant, rather than an inevitable consequence of recessiveness and time.

As a child, you have no idea just how far out to equilibrium the world is. You assume that it is poised for change, when it actually requires incredible effort to shift it from its path.

I write this as an adult - and not a young one - still only dimly aware of this fact.