Critical Mass of Crazy
I wonder if there is a certain amount of crazy that a group cannot exceed and continue to function. Perhaps not so much an exact number, but a ratio of total crazy to number of group members. I think about this because I work with some really nutso people, and it doesn’t seem one building should be enough to contain all of this.
Then again, perhaps it works the other way? Maybe a certain amount of crazy is required? As if crazy was fertilizer and Beethoven music. It may be that the best gardens require the most disparate seeds.
Really, imagine how dull life would be if everyone agreed with you all the time. Certainly, if everyone agreed with me all the time, the world would be a smooth and ordered place, but what opportunity for debate, for new ideas, for synthesis….
There’s a happy balance, I suppose, as there is in most things. Some ideas are just bad. Detrimental to the accomplishment of their purposes. Detrimental to the survival of the species or the planet. Those are problems. Excessive oddity? Not so much an issue, but I still wonder how we can function in this messed-up workplace.
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