A Blind Man Running: An Ode To Being Average


This was his way of pointing out that while his work wasn’t perfect, any imperfections were so small as to be essentially unnoticeable. And more importantly, they weren’t going to be corrected, he was done!

When I embarked upon this blogging adventure some two years ago I had originally considered calling my blog “A blind man running“. But I thought better of it after doing a bit of Google research.

Not surprisingly when looking up ‘a blind man running’, Google returns numerous results related to actual blind men running. Sites about athletic endeavors by the sightless or near sightless are plentiful. But my blog was going to have nothing to do with aspiring Paralympians, so I thought it unfair to potentially mislead genuine researchers as well as not wanting to bury my blog in a veritable ocean of webpages.

The Blind Man Running that I was referring to comes from a saying my grandfather used to use. Whenever he would undertake any sort of do-it-yourself project, from painting a kitchen to fixing a lamp, once he was finished and imbibing in a cool beer while basking in the appreciation of his loving family members for a job well done he would say modestly, “Well, a blind man running won’t notice”. This was his way of pointing out that while his work wasn’t perfect, any imperfections were so small as to be essentially unnoticeable. And more importantly, they weren’t going to be corrected, he was done!

Average Symbol
Most of us are average

Needless to say a blind man, running or not, would be hard put to notice any mistakes in his or anyone’s work, the running part just added to the oddness of the expression.

I like to think of it as an ode to being average, being fallible, which, let’s face it, is a niche most of us fit into. There’s nothing wrong with being average in a global sense; most of us excel at one or maybe even a few things, and are rotten at others. Hence our overall state is one best called average.  Tiger Woods may well be the best golfer on the planet, but he may also be one of the worst skaters, or wallpaper hangers, or dog walkers. You win some, you lose some. It all balances out.

As statisticians like to joke about averages, if you stood with one foot in a pail of boiling water and the other foot in a pail of ice water, would you say that, on average, you were feeling just right?

So as my blog is all about average folks, often me, or the average man/woman’s take on things I initially thought the blind man running concept was appropriate. But sober second thought got the better of me.

Me DCMontreal is a Montreal writer born and raised who likes to establish balance and juxtapositions; a bit of this and a bit of that, a dash of Yin and a soupçon of Yang, some Peaks and Freans and maybe a bit of a sting in the tail! Please follow DC on Twitter @DCMontreal and on Facebook, and add him on Google+
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