My wife was chatting on the telephone with a friend this afternoon. Said friend is a fellow ham radio operator and avid listener to the Ravalli County Dispatch radio traffic. Today she is ONCE AGAIN trying to spin my wife into a frenzy of fear. "Three motorcyclists were seriously injured or killed on Highway 93 this week" or something like that. 'Disable his motorcycles or attempt to disallow his riding' were her main messages. (Both, by the way, as likely as preventing the sunrise)
I live in SW Montana, 33 miles from the Idaho border on some of the sweetest segments of Highway 93 that exist.
I quietly listened to their conversation and pondered how to bridge the logic gap that oftentimes exists between men and women, husbands and wives.
Incredibly, I apparently came up with an approach that worked. (Color me surprised - this almost never happens)
"If I spent an hour in Darby sipping coffee, how many motorcycles could I count?
50? 100?
Let's just say 800 a day for discussion's sake.
Sharon hears of 3 motorcycle wrecks in 3 days.
So one a day.
That works out to about one tenth of one percent.
Being killed by lightening is as likely."
I was very much surprised that this logic made it through the Male/Female LOGIC BARRIER.
She relaxed a bit on the topic.
She will forget this conversation.
I will have to repeat it.
Over and over until winter turns off my urge to ride motorcycles.
But I may have discovered a templet to employ on those occasions.
I live in SW Montana, 33 miles from the Idaho border on some of the sweetest segments of Highway 93 that exist.
I quietly listened to their conversation and pondered how to bridge the logic gap that oftentimes exists between men and women, husbands and wives.
Incredibly, I apparently came up with an approach that worked. (Color me surprised - this almost never happens)
"If I spent an hour in Darby sipping coffee, how many motorcycles could I count?
50? 100?
Let's just say 800 a day for discussion's sake.
Sharon hears of 3 motorcycle wrecks in 3 days.
So one a day.
That works out to about one tenth of one percent.
Being killed by lightening is as likely."
I was very much surprised that this logic made it through the Male/Female LOGIC BARRIER.
She relaxed a bit on the topic.
She will forget this conversation.
I will have to repeat it.
Over and over until winter turns off my urge to ride motorcycles.
But I may have discovered a templet to employ on those occasions.