Survival Of The Fittest?
Hi,
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How come I am so bloody short-sighted….like many other unfortunate people.
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And there all all of those others who are long-sighted and those who are everywhere in between.
But what we have in common is the sad fact that, without our specs, many of us are close to being dangerously helpless.
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Look at me for instance.
I can only see clearly for an inch or so before everything is blurred and unclear.
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I mean, when I was younger, I would look up the street whilst wearing my pink fly-away Edna Everidge style national health specs and see a boy I liked coming towards me….then whip off my horrible glasses and stuff them in my pocket.
After that I would watch the indistinct shadow coming towards me and finally see the object of my desire only seconds before he passed me by.
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Later on I would go to the youth club and spend the whole night unable to see anything with any clarity.
Utterly pointless!
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This continued until my parents finally bought me some contact lenses when I was about sixteen.
I did not even know about the lenses being developed, but my parents obviously could not bear to continue having a daughter whose eyes looked like tiny currents when viewed through such strong ultra-thick prescriptive lenses…..with lots of rings reflected in them too.
Basically, wearing my prescription in those days, was like peering through two milk bottle bottoms.
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No longer having to wear them was just like the beginning of a new life….and boys!
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What I was thinking recently, was that really there should not actually be any people with really bad eyesight at all.
After all, surely the survival of the fittest rule should have caused all of us with that genetic weakness to be wiped out totally, as being unable to see properly is a bad survival bet.
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And there are sometimes whole families who have bad eyes.
How could they have looked after themselves if none of them could be on the lookout for dangers.
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Just imagine.
In early times, someone like me goes out for the water and walks along to the riverside.
There could be a huge 8ft bear, with the maddest eyes and the most huge teeth, standing in the bushes at the side of the path and I would walk straight in his direction.
Home delivery of junk food for bears!
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Then, after my sudden disappearance, the other members of the family would have to take their turns to fetch the water.
One by one they would walk along the path and straight up to where the well-fed bear is waiting daily.
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Eventually the bear would be waiting and no one would ever come again, so he would have to find another short-sighted take-away, another one which would do home deliveries like we did.
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And yet there were still people with dreadful eyesight throughout the ages.
I mean, in medieval times I would probably have been made to be a lace-maker….until I went blind from it.
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It is a funny thing to suddenly think about….one of many as far as I am concerned.
What do you think!
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Have a good day, and remember, on a clear day you can see forever!
Even me, if I wear my specs.
J,x.
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PS. I have just had a thought….perhaps everyone who has bed eyes tastes horrible ….so nothing ever wanted to eat on of them a second time!
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