Let me start by apologizing for the twisted nature of this post. Due to some quite excellent coffee, I wasn't sleepy Saturday night. Instead, I ended up watching a bunch of bad late-night television. On the last show I watched there was a person who was kidnapped. The bad guys were going to cut off a body part from their captive to send to the authorities as proof that they had the person (I don't know why they felt the old trick of taking a picture of the person holding the current edition of the paper wouldn't suffice - maybe Photoshop ruined this option). Anyway, as you might suspect, the whole "cut off a body part" angle turns out to be much more intense than "snap a Polaroid". Thankfully (whew!), the hero arrived just in the nick of time and saved the day before any parts were severed. Soon the bad guys were beaten and hauled away by the police. The captive, grateful to her hero, seemed to have survived the ordeal with surprisingly little if any emotional scarring. Thank goodness. Roll the credits. Justice prevailed. Show over. Time for bed.
As I lay in bed, it did get me thinking...Suppose you were kidnapped and your captors told you they were going to cut off one of your toes (I know, ouch!) to send to the authorities. Suppose further, they told you that you could pick the toe to go. How would you pick? Would you:
- Choose the toe you think you'd miss the least, no matter how gnarly it may look.
- Choose your best looking toe, knowing that it would be examined by many authorities, family and possibly the media.
- Choose a toe that was some compromise of 1 and 2.
- Other (please explain).
I spent far too much time thinking about this Saturday night (again, it was most excellent coffee and I drank a lot). I really never came to a good resolution other than that I was going to make an effort to take better care of my most useless toes.
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