Are you afraid that people will laugh at your ideas? Guess
what? You’re right. There will always be people who laugh at you, whether you
do anything or not. Some people will dis you for sharing ideas; others dis you
for not sharing them. They don’t matter. Seriously, the people who put others
down – they are just trying to fulfill a need of their own – the need to feel
less inferior. Yes, I said less inferior, not superior. It’s almost the same
thing. Some folk desperately need to be better than others, but most just want
to feel equal. They want to be ‘as good as’.
Some people will give you an honest assessment of your
ideas. Often that starts with ‘that won’t work because….’ You have options.
Ignore them. Listen to them. Listen, then resolve the buts. If the ‘because’ is a valid point, work it
out. Imagine CaveDude making a wheelbarrow to haul home the mastodon. CaveBuddy
says ‘That won’t work, squares don’t roll.’ Valid. Round rolls. Problem
resolved, roll that mastodon home and fire up the grill. CaveDude could have
ignored this, discovered his idea didn’t work, and dragged the mastodon home
the old way. He could have listened, said ‘Duh!’ and given up right then. Not
our guy. He figured out how to roll.
That is what creativity is – finding a solution. CaveDude
had options. Rocks are roundish. Lay the mastodon on rocks and push (or pull.)
When you get to the edge of the rocks, run the rocks at the back up to the
front and repeat. Sounds like more work than just dragging the beast home,
doesn’t it? Trees are roundish too. Cut down a bunch of trees and – well, that
works the same way the rocks did. Inventing the wheel took a lot of trial and
error. A lot of work goes into the failures and almost-ran’s. Persistence and
creative thinking invented the wheel. You know CaveDude’s people were
persistent. They had to be to get that mastodon home. They had to be creative
too, to figure out an effective way of hunting and killing something that could
just stomp them to death.
That is what fuels creativity – need. Sure, they could wait
around for an animal to get killed or die on its own. Hungry waiting and a lot
of competition for the meat from other carnivores. Better to figure out how to
get meat without waiting for something to keel over spontaneously. Hmmm. Sneak
up on the mastodon while it sleeps and club it to death. That probably worked some of the time, but I
bet most of the time the mastodon woke up and stomped him some CaveDudes. CaveBuddy,
watching from over there must have decided distance was good. He probably threw
rocks, which would have just made the mastodon mad most of the time. Stomp. Try
a sharp stick. Hey, not bad. Just stay out of the way while the beast rampages
himself to death, then fetch the meat. Except, well, there went more CaveDudes
lost in the rampage. More distance… yeah.
Hunting techniques evolved through necessity. Can you
imagine how CaveDude would have reacted if MusketDude had suddenly appeared and
shot the mastodon? KABOOM, plop. On the other hand, what if CaveBuddy had
described his idea for a stick that fired rock-sized projectiles at the
mastodon from a distance? CaveDude would have thwacked CaveBuddy upside the
head and grunted the equivalent of “You moron, lay off the freaking mushrooms,
will ya?!”
Is there a point to all this? You bet yer sweet bippy there
is. Let ‘em laugh. You go right ahead
and innovate, CaveBuddy. The world needs more folk like you.
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