I am not only afraid of heights, I am also afraid about human stupidity. imho only the ones who constructed this magnificent building should have the priviledge of those views.
And I was not afraid of heights when I was very young. It grew when I got older. Don't know why.
Sigh. So I made another stupid comment. Grrrrr....
PS I vaguely remember I climebd those narrow stairs to the top of St. Peters Dome in Rome. The views make you love parts of human achievements, I think. Strangely enough when we were up the Trade Towers in NYC the views didn't cause me to have similar feelings. Today I can't even come close to be able to get near the windows that offer such views anywhere. If someone knows why fear of heights can develop in older age and be absent in younger age, let me know.
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When I was younger my time was measured in minutes. As a “senior”, on a good day it’s a few seconds. I find I am highly dependent on visual feedback to let me know if corrections are required to stay upright, and I too avoid what mountain climbers call “exposure”; long vertical precipices only a single step away. I suspect the aging process blunts what had been a keen body sense of exactly where upright is.
I am not only afraid of heights, I am also afraid about human stupidity. imho only the ones who constructed this magnificent building should have the priviledge of those views.
And I was not afraid of heights when I was very young. It grew when I got older. Don't know why.
Sigh. So I made another stupid comment. Grrrrr....
PS I vaguely remember I climebd those narrow stairs to the top of St. Peters Dome in Rome. The views make you love parts of human achievements, I think. Strangely enough when we were up the Trade Towers in NYC the views didn't cause me to have similar feelings. Today I can't even come close to be able to get near the windows that offer such views anywhere. If someone knows why fear of heights can develop in older age and be absent in younger age, let me know.
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“The story around the world gives a silent testimony:
— The Beresovka mammoth, frozen in mud, with buttercups in his mouth…..”
Let's just hope the French authorities don't decide to take a page out of Victor Hugo's book and do to those young men what they did to another night climber of Notre Dame.
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The current working assumption appears to be that our Shroedinger's Cat system is still alive. But what if we all suspect it's not, and the real problem is we just can't bring ourselves to open the box?
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and how many copycat youngsters will try to do the same?
I am not only afraid of heights, I am also afraid about human stupidity. imho only the ones who constructed this magnificent building should have the priviledge of those views.
And I was not afraid of heights when I was very young. It grew when I got older. Don't know why.
Sigh. So I made another stupid comment. Grrrrr....
PS I vaguely remember I climebd those narrow stairs to the top of St. Peters Dome in Rome. The views make you love parts of human achievements, I think. Strangely enough when we were up the Trade Towers in NYC the views didn't cause me to have similar feelings. Today I can't even come close to be able to get near the windows that offer such views anywhere. If someone knows why fear of heights can develop in older age and be absent in younger age, let me know.
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How long can you stand balanced on one foot?
When I was younger my time was measured in minutes. As a “senior”, on a good day it’s a few seconds. I find I am highly dependent on visual feedback to let me know if corrections are required to stay upright, and I too avoid what mountain climbers call “exposure”; long vertical precipices only a single step away. I suspect the aging process blunts what had been a keen body sense of exactly where upright is.
“The story around the world gives a silent testimony:
— The Beresovka mammoth, frozen in mud, with buttercups in his mouth…..”
The Adam and Eve Story, Chan Thomas 1963
The Bells! The Bells!
Amazing what bored teenagers will get up to.
Let's just hope the French authorities don't decide to take a page out of Victor Hugo's book and do to those young men what they did to another night climber of Notre Dame.
The current working assumption appears to be that our Shroedinger's Cat system is still alive. But what if we all suspect it's not, and the real problem is we just can't bring ourselves to open the box?