Luck

Sadje continues her Sunday Poser series today by asking if we believe in luck. Last week Rory asked a similar question, though he used the term “blind luck.” This was my response regarding good fortune.

Welp, someone has to win the lottery… but they also bought a ticket (or a hundred tickets). That’s the thing about luck: when you dig down into it, you find that it isn’t usually that blind. People put themselves in a position to be lucky, such as having the forethought to be born to wealthy parents. That’s a really good way to get “lucky” in life. Often, it turns out that a “lucky break” consisted of having the right connections at the right time, as opposed to being totally random. I guess I’m a bit cynical about success via luck now that I’m an old, but I’m sure blind luck happens sometimes, somewhere.

Some people seem to have a lot of bad luck, and while it might just be random, often you find they put themselves in a position to do badly, such as by seeking out the excitement of dating insane men. People who engage in extreme sports, or any sports, are going to have a higher chance of injury than a couch potato. The risk of getting bitten by a shark is low, but it’s higher for a surfer than it is for me. While many negative outcomes are random, if you avoid the activity, you’ve reduced your odds to near zero of being that particular unlucky person.

Of course, there are loads of unlucky things that can happen indoors as well. There’s the story of the guy who traveled to a new city when a fortune teller told him he’d die that night. He figured he’d rent a nice hotel room so the Grim Reaper wouldn’t know where he was. As he relaxed in the luxurious tub, the Grim Reaper appeared in the bathroom. “Dude!” the GR said. “I didn’t expect to find you here.”

Eventually, our “luck” runs out and we all die.

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