Speaking of Coincidences

A few days ago, I wrote a response to a prompt on coincidences. Then my wife and I went to the doctor. It was a bright, hot muggy day. Not a cloud in the sky. Well not one I could see anyway.

After waiting the better part of 2 hours, we were called back to an exam room. Within minutes, I heard a familiar noise.

Now let me pause to explain. In the waiting room, there were big windows through which I saw big blue clear skies. It was with confidence that I entered the totally enclosed exam room.

It was why I doubted my ears when I heard the little noise. A few minutes later, there was no doubt. I ran to the main entry door and realized it was to late. It would be useless at this point to raise the windows. The interior of the car was very likely soaked. To run out there would only make sure I was good and soaked too.

If we could consider rain an intelligent thing of life, I could say it did it on purpose. It had something against me or was taking a vengeance out on me. The rain poured down hard! The lightning flashed repeatedly. The sky was dark before night.

I suppose I could voice a conclusion that God was angry with me for some reason. He might have been, I guess. However, I’m more apt to write this one up to coincidence. Frankly, at the time, I was beginning to wonder.

There is no doubt in my mind that God can and does use what seems to be natural to chastise us. It is for our benefit. Certainly, it is a bad idea to ignore the chastisement of the Lord. The Jews did it dispute the warnings of the prophet, Jaramiah and they suffered dearly for it. They were told their punishment for abandoning God’s word would be 40 years of captivity and they suffered because of their unbelief. They chalked their problems to coincidence.

History does tend to repeat. Today, there are those that don’t believe in God’s punishment. They believe the problems of our country are nothing but coincidence.

For the time being I’m calling this thunder storm a coincidence. However, if coincidences as this become more frequent, I’m going to start reconsidering.

I Admit I Would not Be Good Policeman

As a child, I had a desire to be a policeman. I really liked the idea of putting the bad guys in jail. Naturally, in my youth, I was very pretty idealistic. You know, I figured I’d always catch the bad guy and he’d be soon incarcerated.

Unfortunately, things don’t always happen that way. I wish they did. In general, most of the TV shows try to make things a little realistic, but I can’t have but think they really bend things for the sake of drama.

Perhaps, one of the most common situations in the shows is the hostage situations. I don’t know exactly what the actual procedures are but I can’t believe that a police officer should ever surrender his weapon to save a hostage. If he does, the bad guy suddenly has two hostages.

Moreover, the one holding the hostage is foolish to kill the hostage. If and when he does, he immediately looses any advantage he might have. Even more, the officer is completely justified in shooting the bad guy.

The fact is, I’d likely never be a good policeman. I’d shoot the hostage taker the first time I had a clear shot. I don’t guess that’s procedure either. However, I’d do it for three reasons. First, I think I just might stand a chance of saving the hostage. Second, the bad guy would never take another hostage. Third, if word got around that the department quickly killed hostage takers, there would be far fewer hostage takers.

I have never discussed this with an official and I would guess none would discuss with me. Nonetheless, I suspect my ideas would not be readily accepted. As I sliced to before, I would not be considered a good policeman. If I confronted a kidnapper and he was hiding his captive, I would use whatever means to get the guy to tell me.

Naturally, it would only work once and I’d be unemployed. They might even toss me in jail for a day or two. But the way I look at it, I will have quite possibly saved a life. And that kidnapper, the one that did the kidnapping, he would continue to carry around and a few permanent injuries to remember me by, though he’d likely never be convicted. And, maybe some other would be kidnapper just might reconsider.

So, aren’t you glad I never became a policeman, me and people like me. Especially if you are one of the bad guys I am referring to.

Define Coincidence

I saw a sign that defined a coincidence as God working undercover. It is a thought. Many times we mark things up as coincidence that might be miracles. On the other hand, I suspect there are things we claim God did that were really simple coincidence. Just because God foreknows a thing does not mean he caused it. To be sure, sometimes when things happen, I become convinced that it is because God is punishing me. The truth is, mostly I don’t know.

I am very fascinated by the concept of coincidence, both in my personal life and in history. The D-Day invasion, if you closely study it, is a long list of coincidences. Or, perhaps they are caused by the hand of God, beginning with the weather. Had it not cleared on 6 June, the whole thing might have been a total disaster. I suspect Gen Ike would be one of the first to call it an act of God. On the other hand, most of the German leaders would fuss it was a horrible coincidence.

Certainly, I have had my experience with coincidence. I guess, for the most part, they were to my benefit. Some were perhaps to my benefit though I thought not at the time. must admit that God has been very good to me.

I guess there was one weird time that made me seem like the smartest computer field engineer on earth. They had been working on the thing 4 days and the customer was threatening to tell our company to just take it out.

As I was in route on the plane, there all sorts of things going through my mind, wondering what the problem might be. I was not told in advance of the symptoms so I suspected I would not do any better than the 4 previous engineers.

It is a long technical story, however, the sort story is, I told the engineers on sight to use a screwdriver to tighten some screws instead of hand tight. They objected. They logical, I had to admit, to this day.

They tightened the screws snug and 3 minutes later the computer came to life. The truth is, I’m not a genius, though I certainly appeared to be. The truth was, coincidentally, I saw the same problem a couple of weeks earlier. I knew how to fix the problem because I had fought for hours with the same problem for many frustrating .

The hitch, as I think back over the situation, I should have faked having a bunch of trouble fixing it. A. It would have made me look smarter, because I made the problem look too simple. I never even picked up a tool or a piece of test equipment. I mean, if it was that easy to fix. I didn’t need to be so smart. B. It made my predecessors look bad. I fixed the problem in three minutes. Why were they unable in four days. Actually, the bunch of them were likely better engineers than me and quickly they had egg on their faces, which, in a way, made my company look bad. C. I really wish they would have described the problem to me on the phone. I could have given them the solution more quickly and they would have been the heroes.

As mentioned before, I do have a curiosity about coincidences. The Bible speaks of many that I will like to discuss firsthand when I get the opportunity. And also there are the ones that occurred during the Revolutionary War, and WWII. It has increased my curiosity over the years.

Because of this curiosity, I have written a book that explores the idea of coincidence. It is called, “The Coincidence Theory,” in which a pair of Los Angeles detectives try to solve crimes while dealing with seemingly impossible coincidences.

If you would like, you can order the book from Amazon.com. Just look up Ben Rhodes and The Coincidence Theory. I won’t mind if you look at a few more of my books too, more than 35.

Daily writing prompt
What’s the weirdest coincidence you’ve ever experienced?

My Prediction of the Year

I seldom predict things, mostly because I am not that good at telling the future. However, occasionally something will come along that is just almost obvious.

Ever since they went to digital broadcast TV, it has continued to drift that way ever more strongly. Today, few people in this country watch radio frequency transmissions. I perceive the only reason they Will continue to produce TVs that pick up RF is that there is likely some kind of rules requiring it. If a TV did not need the radio signal circuits, it would significantly decrease the cost of modern TVs.

If you observe, as I have, most TVs only begrudgingly include the radio signal circuits on their TVs that they sell. Give them the option to stop including them, and it would immediately happen. The TVs would cost less and they would still make more profit.

And so, it is only a matter of time, they gradually decrease the percentage of units that have tuners built into them. The tuners would be sold separately, as an option. Then as the number of tuners being sold decrease, they would stop offering them for sell at all. Then, with no tuners, why build, maintain or operate lesstransmitters.

I am predicting in fifteen years, the number of transmitters will begin decreasing. The number of broadcasters will continue to grow. They just won’t need the radio transmission. That decreases operation costs and likely a lot of government regulations as well.

Those frequencies currently reserved for TV can be relinquished to other things, maybe cell phones. That way, it makes it easier for people to watch our favorite tv show on our car phone while our self driven cars take us wherever we want to go.

The world of TV will be totally different. That part is easy to predict. What I’m not so sure about is, is it all going to be so good?

Protection Rackets

Whenever I hear certain advertising on TV/radio, it does remind me of the depicted rackets. If I pay their protection fee, they provide a guarantee that no one will steal my identity.

I don’t know about you, but I remember seeing movies, shows, about organized crime outfits referred to as protection rackets that would insist that businesses pay “protection.” The plain promise was that if they paid, no one would hurt them. The implications were that if they didn’t pay, bad things very well might happen to them.

I’m sorry, but it does cause me to wonder. I have to consider, does the one thing have anything to do with the other? Of course not. No reputable business would do something like that, right?

Regardless, kind of works the same way. If I don’t pay the company, I pay the crooks. Only, truth of the matter is, I could end up paying both. That is to say, if the company is unable to recover my losses, all I have is the guarantee, which is what. Perhaps I get my money back, if that much. Honestly, I know not.

The better solution is to put teeth with the law. You steal my money, regardless of your methods, you go to prison, a long time. Hopefully, you return my money too.

Some would suggest it is senseless and impractical. So which is worse. Someone uses a knife to steal that dollar ninety-eight from me… Or the hacker who uses that computer to steal that million from my bank account. (I only wish I had that much in my account)

Nonetheless, I do believe it is to the benefit of one and all to prevent any kind of crime rather than attempting to recover it after it’s gone. The best way to prevent it is the threat of twenty years in a prison, without TV, radio, or anything resembling a computer.

If you don’t believe it will work, let’s just try it for a little while and see. I say it’s better to pay law enforcement instead of protection rackets.

It’s Not Just About Convenience—It’s a Safety Issue

I recently learned that my Nissan electric vehicle locks all four wheels—a feature likely built into most, if not all, electric vehicles by design when the auxiliary battery goes below a certain voltage.

While in general, this is a good safety feature, it does have real dangers. Causing the wheels to turn in this condition can cause a fire. It has happened.

This makes it difficult if not impossible to move the car without getting the wheels off the ground. So, imagine yourself stranded in the middle of an intersection waiting for, perhaps, a heavy duty forklift. You can’t just push it out of the way of traffic and others might not believe you.

In my case, I found out when I called a tow truck to fetch my locked up car from under my car port. Fortunately, the operator did not need to learn on my car. He already had heard of an actual occurrence. He saved my house from the flames of my burning EV. As he told me about it, it sparked, visions in my imagination of everything I have up in ten minutes.

This needs to be treated as a potential danger. Something should be required to fix it. At the very least, it needs to be made very public. All those buying EVs should be notified in writing as well as emergency personnel. I would hope all tow truck operators already know.

As an aside, one thing that really irked me, I couldn’t open the trunk, where my wife’s wheel chair was. Imagine if there was something really important back there. As important as the wheelchair is, some things carried in trunks are far more important.

There needs to be a manual emergency release on all trunks by law. This should apply to gas powered cars as well.

Let Me Explain, Please

I’m not sure if this is relevant, but it was my first instinct when I encountered the prompt. Either way, I hope you’ll be understanding of my response.

I was a L/Col (E3) sitting in a class on radar, the second-to-last phase of a 16-week electronics course. The class consisted of 25 students. There were 4 of us Marines, one from the Coast Guard, and the rest were sailors. One of the sailors was a woman, fairly attractive, and also something of a firecracker.

As I mentioned, I was simply absorbing every word the instructor shared. For reasons I couldn’t explain, he suddenly paused and studied me intently. Then he commented on my ears. It was nothing unusual. Had I possessed the financial means, I might have considered cosmetic surgery for my ears and nose. I had grown accustomed to such remarks.

It’s what happened next that made me want to disappear into a foxhole. Suddenly, in response to the instructor’s remark, the woman said, “Don’t knock my necking partner.”

I understood the remark, and so did the instructor. The room erupted in laughter, and everyone’s eyes turned toward me. Their faces all posed the same unspoken question. It was one of those moments best left unexplained. Any attempt to clarify would only have made things worse. To this day, I’d wager most of the class still has no idea why that remark landed the way it did.

So, please let me explain. For some unknown reason, I was paired with her as a lab partner. The awkwardness was that we frequently needed to look at a 5 inch scope and examine the trace across it. At first we were both careful not to put our heads too close together. As time passed, we became more careless.

As the instructor circulated around the room, he timed it perfectly to see us closely examining the small scope, and, of necessarily close to each other. In humor, he asked what was going on. He knew. We knew he knew. Then the woman said, “Don’t you know, he’s my necking partner?”

If that had been all, the matter would have ended there. Then the instructor asked about my ears.

I’ve always suspected she might have felt more deeply about me. I may have even asked her out once or twice. But the timing and circumstances weren’t right. In a few weeks, our paths would diverge. Still, I think of her from time to time, wondering how she’s doing. Perhaps I should have suggested we stay in touch by mail. It’s one of those questions I’ll never have answered.

Daily writing prompt
What’s the funniest misunderstanding you’ve ever been part of?

3 Year Electric Vehicle Report

It has now been three years since I purchased my electric Nissan. I’ve experienced one flat tire and replaced the bumper once. I also had two recalls addressed through software updates.

In a way, I am hardly an example for one as I only have 8000 miles on it. Nonetheless, here are a few remarks.

On three separate occasions, I discovered all my windows completely down—twice during heavy rain—despite being certain I had left them up. I don’t have any suggestions to offer, but I felt this was worth mentioning.

Surprisingly, they engineered the car to default to fresh air intake, despite my location in the humid South. To make matters worse, selecting recirculation mode disabled the automatic temperature control. Frequently, I have had to fight the controls to get it the way wanted.

I’ve learned to park in the shade whenever possible during hot summer days. Cooling the cabin takes considerable time, and it places a significant strain on the battery—especially for short trips. Pre-cooling the cabin with ambient air about ten minutes before driving on hot days would be ideal. It would put far less demand on the battery to cool the car from 90 degrees rather than from 130. These days, leaving windows down isn’t a practical option, even without rain concerns.

I do suspect it’s more common to have the screen horizontal, but I prefer vertical, especially while using GPS. I’m more interested in what’s directly ahead of me rather than what’s to the sides.

I would much prefer physical buttons on the dashboard instead of touch-sensitive controls. In bright sunlight, they become invisible, which creates a dangerous distraction while driving.

The outside mirrors fold back automatically when the car is locked—a non-optional feature that I find unnecessary. Returning them to their extended position sometimes requires readjustment, which I find frustrating and counterproductive.

What I found most frustrating was the lack of a standard charging interface. While the charging speed is impressive, it’s only useful when you can locate a charging station. This limitation effectively restricted my trips to about 80 miles—40 miles out and 40 miles back—with minimal buffer.

The cruise control defaults to off. When I purchased the car, I hoped to become comfortable with its controls, but I still find myself struggling with them.

One thing that frustrated me was the absence of a spare tire and jack on a $45,000 vehicle. I discovered this unfortunate oversight only when I experienced a flat tire. That was fun.

Finally, while the car does offer some remote operations, they’re largely unnecessary in practice. The FOB is quite basic.

The car is excellent, and I’m pleased with my purchase. Overall, I genuinely enjoy it. That said, there are a few areas where the design seems incomplete—it makes me wonder if their conventional vehicles have similar issues. If I’d chosen a different model, would a spare tire and jack have been included, or would they even be available as options?

I’m unlikely to purchase another new car at this stage of my life. Even if I did, I wouldn’t consider a Nissan. Sometimes it’s the small details that accumulate and become frustrating. It makes me wonder whether the engineer who designed the car actually drove it.

It Starts With Dirt

In this day and age we get so wrapped up with stuff that we forget the importance of dirt. I suppose you can look it up, there is a limited amount of land. Throughout history, man has had his strife, envy, fights and, yes, even war over dirt. In a way, it is ironic. Dirt has always been wasted with cheap and of little worth.

Of course, as has been repeated many times, location has much to do with it. However, there are two unmistakable facts. There is a set amount of land. For the most part, we will not gain any real significant amount. The second fact is that the number of people in existence on planet earth, keeps on increasing. The conclusion we must draw is that the value of dirt keeps on going up. Moreover, as this happens, the struggle to gain a little of this land is increasing subtly.

In just a little over a couple hundred years, we have gone from a nation with limitless availability of land to a place where we must pay to have a place to camp, commercial & government run camp grounds.

However, even now, dirt has little respect by most of mankind. Yet there are those that know. They have seen the future and they realize that dirt plays a very significant part in that future.

Some have invested their huge wealth in land, knowing that the value of dirt cannot ever continue to decrease. It can only go up as the the population grows.

The hitch in this logic is, can they continue to hold onto their treasure? In one case a after the other, there have been uprisings, revolts by those without land against those who do.

Can it happen here. I don’t know. However, it did happen in Russia, China, and a few other smaller countries. When the communists took over, one of the first things they did was to seize the lands and kill owners.

And in doing so, secure absolute power and control within those countries.

The Meaning of Freedom

It might sound strange, but perhaps my first and best encounter with the true meaning of freedom comes from a film perhaps as old as me about the Berlin Airlift. A woman in Berlin asked an American airman about an article in a newspaper criticizing the US. The airman replied with a question: Would you find such an article in a Soviet paper? The answer is obviously no. The Soviets, the Chinese, and similar regimes would shoot people for putting their government in a bad light.

I was again reminded of the scene in the movie during this sudden onslaught of political correctness lately, especially under the former president. To me, it matters not who silences someone such as a reporter from any organization, or even a private citizen. A threat to silence the press is a serious threat to freedom. If I cannot write as I am now, I have no freedom, nor does anyone else.

And I might note that some of the most horrible communist leaders know the the meaning of freedom. Joseph Stalin said that those who count the ballots determine the outcome of an election while so many value their freedom so little that they cannot be bothered to vote, let alone do the research to see through simple deceit by those who want to take our freedom us.

Daily writing prompt
What does freedom mean to you?