People From My Perch

Lighthouse keeper
Air traffic controller

People in high buildings who watch other people!

I live on the 5th floor in a condominium—high enough for a good view, low enough to see the people who walk and drive by. We live in downtown Des Moines, which may sound like a joke to some of you, but actually it’s quite nice. (In another post, I’ll brag about this great city.) Today I’d like to talk about People.

How strange we are! For the most part, we all have two legs, two arms, a torso, and a head. Our faces have two eyes, one nose… oh, you know the rest. But how is it that humans, even babies and pets, can distinguish one human from another so accurately? We’re not THAT different. A centimeter here, a millimeter there, different colored eyes, and PRESTO: You’re a super model! Or a serial killer picked out of a lineup!

Ok, so maybe that’s not very profound to say, but the more you think about it, it is. Billions of us have been on this earth, and occasionally someone will say, “You look like so and so,” but never exactly. One would think there’d be less difference especially as our races intermix.

They say natural blondes will eventually be extinct, and it makes sense to think that skin color will moved towards cappuccino, so have you ever thought about what people will look like in 50 or 100 years? Now add in global warming and imagine how our clothing might evolve into more of a uniform to protect us from the elements. New Presto: Automatons!

That sounds horrible, doesn’t it? I don’t think anyone today would like that, but it may be such a gradual change that the people of the future won’t notice the difference, they may even embrace the new clothes—Silver Armani Jumpsuits, anyone?

For now, I’m glad that I don’t look like anyone else, although… I would love to have skin the color of Halle Berry’s.