I had a fairly interesting conversation with a friend yesterday. He was walking around with an Ipad.
Me: That’s an Ipad? Hmm…smaller than I remember it. (Aside: Ignoring the entire tablet product category is a patented personality trait. I’d last paid attention to any Ipad several months ago)
Friend: Yes. Yes it is.
Me: Smaller than I remember it. I thought the Galaxy Tab was this big. (Aside: I remembered them being ‘larger than a mobile’, and little more)
Friend: Nah, the Tab is smaller,
<other minor talk about the merits of Tabs and Pads. Apparently, they are different>
Friend: The Ipad is awesome, it’s designed at the perfect size for people to read digital magazines.
Me: (Confused) Who figured that out?
Friend: Steve Jobs said that its this size.
That got me thinking about the power of suggestion, especially when coupled to massive stature of the suggestor. The IPad may or may not be the perfect size for reading digital publications. Whether it is or isn’t is irrelevant. Steve Jobs, leveraging his (well-earned) stature as a technological prophet, said that it is so, and it is so. Would the other bald Steve (Ballmer) be able to pull off something like this? Probably not. Actually he’d probably ending ensuring the diametrical opposite of his prophecies.
Scene shift to college, both old and new. I’m studying at the Indian School of Business. The School prides itself on its intense, 1-year, “roller-coaster” program that compresses the value and learning of a full 2-year program into 12 months. This is true. The last 2 months have been a furious maelstrom of classes, parties, sports, assignments, projects, clubs, more parties and a chance to breathe every once in a while. However, I can’t help but wonder if maybe the schedule is suboptimal, and the powers-that-are have set up an intentionally roller-coaster schedule because the program is a roller-coaster? Or am I, under the power of potent suggestion, looking for ‘roller-coasteriness’ where it is no more than a normally hectic schedule? Previous college, which shall go unnamed, had built up, and was proud of, its reputation for being absurdly hard. Were things hard because they were hard or because they needed to live up to that reputation? I can’t answer that.
Uncomfortable flights, inertia-laden bureaucracy, wild-driving New York Cabs and rude new yorkers, stoned Jamaicans. Effect causes reputation or reputation causes effect?
Power of suggestions. Self-fulfilling prophecies. Directed willpower. Call it whatever, they certainly make the colors of reality a little more saturated.