Good job delving down this rabbit hole. Sometimes good and bad have come from the same unintended consequence, such as leaving the comforts of home, yet finding a new life, and my wife. The bad consequences leave their mark, but the good ones outweigh them. I would rather not know beforehand. Thanks for writing.
Rabbit holes abound when examining unintended consequences. Many times it is a balance and we have to take the bad to get to the good. It would be nice if we knew and could skip the bad, going straight to the good... but what might the consequences of that be? Doesn't it all make us who we are? Makes your head spin as you fall down the hole. <G> I think I agree, though. I'd rather life be a surprise.
I think I'll pass on the machine but it reminds me ... did you read Stephen King's 11/22/1963? Same thought process carried on in his unique style for a whole bunch of pages. One of the things I remember most is that it starts in 1958 ... when driver's licenses were on cardboard with no photos. Thanks for the thought experiment.
I actually haven't got a clue if I read that. :-) I consumed so much sci-fi and horror in my early years that much of it is just a blur. I'll have to look that one up. Thanks!
Good job delving down this rabbit hole. Sometimes good and bad have come from the same unintended consequence, such as leaving the comforts of home, yet finding a new life, and my wife. The bad consequences leave their mark, but the good ones outweigh them. I would rather not know beforehand. Thanks for writing.
Rabbit holes abound when examining unintended consequences. Many times it is a balance and we have to take the bad to get to the good. It would be nice if we knew and could skip the bad, going straight to the good... but what might the consequences of that be? Doesn't it all make us who we are? Makes your head spin as you fall down the hole. <G> I think I agree, though. I'd rather life be a surprise.
I think I'll pass on the machine but it reminds me ... did you read Stephen King's 11/22/1963? Same thought process carried on in his unique style for a whole bunch of pages. One of the things I remember most is that it starts in 1958 ... when driver's licenses were on cardboard with no photos. Thanks for the thought experiment.
I actually haven't got a clue if I read that. :-) I consumed so much sci-fi and horror in my early years that much of it is just a blur. I'll have to look that one up. Thanks!