Comments on: This Is Your Brain. This Is Your Brain on TNB. Any Questions? http://ominousrabbit.com/2010/01/this-is-your-brain-this-is-your-brain-on-tnb-any-questions/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=this-is-your-brain-this-is-your-brain-on-tnb-any-questions Online News Journal of My Very Small World Thu, 29 Jul 2010 03:32:50 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 By: Ominous Rabbit http://ominousrabbit.com/2010/01/this-is-your-brain-this-is-your-brain-on-tnb-any-questions/comment-page-1/#comment-114 Ominous Rabbit Thu, 28 Jan 2010 23:38:51 +0000 http://ominousrabbit.com/?p=2690#comment-114 I love this comment! It's so funny and true, and captures the problem of "too much" so well. I just saw a story on NPR's site yesterday that our brains short out after faced with too many options--they used the almighty expansion of too many colors in crayon box to illustrate the problem of choice--since we can't differentiate after about seven different options. Anyway, I'll just throw stuff out there and wait to see what happens. Nothing else to do, anyway. I love this comment!

It’s so funny and true, and captures the problem of “too much” so well. I just saw a story on NPR’s site yesterday that our brains short out after faced with too many options–they used the almighty expansion of too many colors in crayon box to illustrate the problem of choice–since we can’t differentiate after about seven different options.

Anyway, I’ll just throw stuff out there and wait to see what happens. Nothing else to do, anyway.

]]> By: Dad http://ominousrabbit.com/2010/01/this-is-your-brain-this-is-your-brain-on-tnb-any-questions/comment-page-1/#comment-113 Dad Thu, 28 Jan 2010 15:46:52 +0000 http://ominousrabbit.com/?p=2690#comment-113 Dear Q. When the possiblities are infinite, making choices seems impossible. This is the opposite of writer's block, and should presumably feel reassuring. But as Sartre says, "We are condemned to freedom," and that's a hard place to be. Between a rock and a hard place, between the frying pan and the fire, between the featherbed and the Tempurpedic, it's the same place, the same question, "Which way shall I jump?" Old Jean-Paul went on to write "Nausea," his protagonist's reaction to the quiddity of existence--but we all know how much you hate to ralph, so that's no option in your case. So just jump. Somewhere out there is another soul, or two, or three hundred, who have loved chickens, or had amusing relationships with their boobs, and they will love you for it. Love, Dad Dear Q. When the possiblities are infinite, making choices seems impossible. This is the opposite of writer’s block, and should presumably feel reassuring. But as Sartre says, “We are condemned to freedom,” and that’s a hard place to be. Between a rock and a hard place, between the frying pan and the fire, between the featherbed and the Tempurpedic, it’s the same place, the same question, “Which way shall I jump?” Old Jean-Paul went on to write “Nausea,” his protagonist’s reaction to the quiddity of existence–but we all know how much you hate to ralph, so that’s no option in your case. So just jump. Somewhere out there is another soul, or two, or three hundred, who have loved chickens, or had amusing relationships with their boobs, and they will love you for it. Love, Dad

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