OT: On the nature of pain

Discussion in 'Australia Photography' started by Jeff R., May 19, 2008.

  1. Jeff R.

    Jeff R. Guest

    Please note - I have marked this post as Off-Topic, so I both apologise for
    that -but- would like to point out that it *was* inspired by my stoush on
    this NG with a very sad and increasingly pathetic individual. (no names...
    no pack drill...)

    Some musings, if I may:

    Yesterday afternoon, after amusing myself in this NG, I shut down the
    computer and went off to undertake the annual "washing-of-the-car" exercise.
    (I look after my car!) ...and yes, Noons, I did it with a bucket, not a
    hose. *I'm* not a law-breaker.

    In the process I undertook to clean up the frayed end of a rope that I keep
    in the boot (along with the cable ties, duct tape, box cutters and so on,
    but that's another story...) Easy enough job. Just melt the end with a
    lighter and let the frayed bits melt together. Done it a hundred times - no

    Until a blob of molten (and burning) polypropylene plastic dropped onto my
    right-hand index finger and proceeded to burrow its way in. YOWSERS that
    bl**&y hurt! To add further injury to injury, I seem to have skinned my
    knuckle, waving my hand back and forth trying to extinguish the flame and
    remove the blob. (It seems that God is indeed on the other guy's side!)

    Well, I dunked it in a bucket of cold water (see, Noons? I had a bucket of
    cold water!) and eventually the throbbing subsided. Bugger! That was
    unpleasant. I try, as far as possible, to avoid physical pain in my life.
    That's the kind of chap I am. Mostly I'm successful. (I won't mention the
    bathroom here)

    As a consequence I had kind'a forgotten the effect of adrenaline and the
    rush that we all experience when endorphins are being pumped willy-nilly
    into our system.

    Not long after the accident, my finger started to feel re-e-e-a-a-ly good.
    My pulse rate was up, my respiration was deep, and my finger, which had just
    a few seconds ago been a source of some considerable pain, was now
    feeling -well- intensely *good*. Some folks liken the endorphin rush to the
    pleasure of an orgasm, but lets not go there, huh?

    Long story short:
    The nasty pain quickly became, if only temporarily, a really nice feeling.
    Intensely nice, even.

    So, WTH does this have to do with this NG and the posts herein?

    I put it to you, gentle readers, that *some* individuals post on this NG
    even though they know they are wrong. They know they're going to be proven
    foolish - to be proven a liar - and yet they continue to post, and to
    re-post. They know that they're going to be shown up for the fools they are
    (notice the polite, ambiguous plural?) yet they still engage. They're not
    simple trolls. A good troll just starts a thread, then leaves. No

    I think they enjoy the failure. I think they enjoy the pain of defeat. I
    think they get a compensatory endorphin rush after the pain has peaked, and
    this is the closest they can come (pause on that word) to *pleasure* in
    their poor, sad, unfulfilled life.

    Suddenly I start to understand some of the whole S&M thing - something which
    had previously totally escaped my ken.

    Masochist: "Beat me ! Beat me ! "
    Sadist: (wicked pause) "No !"

    So - whadd'ya think?
    Do you think that some folk here post rubbish because they enjoy the
    endorphin rush which follows the pain of defeat?
    Jeff R., May 19, 2008
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    Mark Thomas Guest

    It's an interesting observation - I've heard of this before, but have to
    admit that my experience with pain is very different.

    Yes, I've had the adrenalin rush (two notable/unusual occasions spring
    to mind involving 1. amateur rally driving, and 2. swimming with wild
    dolphins (not simultaneously)). I would have happily died, with a huge
    grin, if taken by a heart attack in the minutes after those rushes..

    But pain turning to pleasure? Nope. The three most painful experiences
    I've had were:
    - being hit in the upper thigh with a *very* hard driven squash ball (if
    this has never happened to you, do *not* pass judgement!)
    - breaking my ankle (very comprehensively!!)
    - a kidney stone

    The first and third were probably the worst, and *none* of them had any
    pleasurable aspect or moment that I can recall...

    But I must be weird, because I'm told that breaking your achilles tendon
    is *supposed* to be unbelievably bad, yet when I broke mine in my early
    twenties (again, while playing that evil game - squash) I barely felt
    it.. If it wasn't for the loud bang (scared the Dickens out of the guy
    I was playing squash against..) and the fact that my foot/ankle ceased
    to be of any use and I went sprawling, I would have thought it was a
    mild sprain. So maybe I have some cross-wired synapses or something.

    But I digress..
    Agreed. Where Douglas is also unique, is the fact that he really does
    seem to have (had) a 'business' (actually several, they come and go like
    hot dinners..), and therefore he is not your usual troll. I and others
    have seen his now-long-gone market stall, I've seen his work at a very
    small exhibition of prints, and I even found one solitary, dusty (and
    frankly abysmal) postcard at a tourist bureau. The girl was quite
    embarrassed about it and wouldn't let me pay the $1 price tag - apart
    from being an awfully mediocre scene, it was faded and forgotten..

    But as for his huge calendar business, his magazines, his large and
    supposedly continuous exhibitions/galleries, and of course his chains of
    photo lab and enlarging franchises... Well, neither I or anyone else
    hereabouts has ever seen a trace. Of course Doug is VERY shy (grin),
    and wouldn't brag about where his businesses are... He even keeps them
    out of any directories or phone books and ensures they don't pop up in
    any web searches, despite owning *this* site:
    Strange that all his expertise in SEO techniques has left him so hard to
    find.. Such is his modesty, I guess.

    Further, Douglas frequently makes these outlandish and easily disproven
    claims. Why on earth would you post a claim of enlargement that
    actually showed a *reduction* to a group of knowledgable photographers?
    Could he really be that incompetent, or could it be that he genuinely
    thinks no-one might actually *check* his claims?

    The pano he just posted is a good example of this - how could he have
    thought that joke would garner a positive response? Will he now claim
    that he is pulling our legs?

    And then there's the ludicrously obvious sockpuppeting, of which the
    long and painfully drawn out Julian Abbot episode was probably the most
    ridiculous (and illegal). (In case anyone missed it, Douglas has now
    freely admitted to making all the Julian Abbot postings.)

    Why does he do it? Is it just attention from loneliness? Delusion?
    Senility? Genuine psychosis? Whatever, I think any
    psych/ologist/iatrist would *love* to get their hands on someone like him.
    In summary.. Dunno. (O: But I have to admit I find it strangely
    entertaining.. no, perhaps 'fascinating' is the better word. In a sad
    sort of way, like driving past an accident - it's hard not to look..
    No thanks.

    The Doctor is now going out to play golf... Got any tips, Bret?

    Might take the camera into town soon and do a linear pano along the
    banks of the river.. Doug is such an inspiration!

    Mark Thomas, May 20, 2008
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    Jeff R. Guest

    Thanks for replying, Mark.
    I'm interested in your take on this, and a little surprised to boot. (I
    though the after-pain rush was kind'a, well, universal.)

    Anyways, I'll stop waxing OT now.
    Jeff R., May 21, 2008
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    Annika1980 Guest

    Take your camera with ya. Do they have "drink cart girls" in AUS?
    Annika1980, May 21, 2008
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    Noons Guest

    Dude: you can wash it with laundry-outflow, for all
    I care. Just pulling the leg with the earlier comment,
    for Chrissake!...

    I've lost count of how many accidents I've seen preceeded
    by the words "I've done it a hundred times before, no worries"....

    LOL! Far out! You managed not to kick the bucket?
    Last time something like this happened to me, I kicked a
    few things around. And ended up with a torn
    ligament from doing so...

    that one I find hard to relate to.
    but each to his onw, I always say!

    It is a demented process, indeed.

    Either that, or they just don't give a fig about any
    comments they might get, only enjoying the attention of
    having folks reply endlessly to a single post
    they started?

    LOL! Classic!

    It's an attention thing. Same with folks who endlessly post
    photos they know will get slammed by anyone with even
    a passing interest in photography, as opposed to arse-licking.
    And yet they continue to do it. Must be they enjoy and need
    the licking.

    Ouch! No!
    Hope it gets better. FWIW, next time it happens:
    dip it in iced water or grab an ice cube and poke
    the finger at it. Cold is the best way of stopping
    the pain of a burn and making sure it doesn't end
    up as a boil or skin loss.
    Noons, May 22, 2008
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    Jeff R. Guest

    I got that.
    Did you miss the leg-pull in return?

    Yup. That one.
    Chill-out time, apparently.
    Partly agreed.
    Didn't have any iced water at hand.
    Did have a bucket of cold soapy water. (see above) Used that.
    Still blistered, still lost skin, but mitigated the pain quicker.

    BTW, ice is not a good idea. It "burns" too. Cold water is the answer.

    Now - what was the question again?
    Jeff R., May 22, 2008
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    Pete D Guest

    Just cool water from the tap is the go.
    Pete D, May 22, 2008
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    Noons Guest

    Jeff R. wrote,on my timestamp of 22/05/2008 1:44 PM:
    LOL! Good one.

    Bugger! Hope it all mends quickly.
    My god-son came around a few weeks ago with a
    uni project. It consisted of making a Dalek-like
    robot, for his robotic engineering exam.
    After a few hours of wood-cutting and filing/screwing,
    we ended up with an octagonal shaped column with
    round styrofoam half spheres and blinking LEDs coming through

    Getting the wooden side sorted out was easy.
    But getting the electrons to flow in the LEDs required
    some close quarters soldering. I've got a right thumb
    that is still burnt in a few places as a result...

    It didn't hurt much while it happened, although the
    smell of burnt hair and skin alerted me first to what
    was happening: I have very little sensitivity in my fingers.
    But it hurt like buggery after the skin blistered and got a
    dry cap: right where the thumb flexes, ready for pain at
    any movement...

    On-topic: how the heck does one take a photo of
    a Dalek robot so the LEDs show up lit? Any kind of
    strong lighting kills the LEDs, not enough and the thing
    looks like a solid lumpy column...

    Is the darn finger OK now? Hope so.
    Noons, May 22, 2008
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    Jeff R. Guest

    Well - I would suggest a relatively long exposure in subdued light. Would
    depend on how bright the LEDs are.
    Healing but OK. Thanks for asking.
    Jeff R., May 22, 2008
  10. Been there with the soldering, I'm sure you know its even worse when your
    miles away from anything, using a gas soldering iron, soldering something
    that is mission critical in the crap lights of a landrover and some fool
    keeps poking their head around the corner asking when will it be
    fixed............(same arsehole who dropped it and broke it in the first
    fortunately now days I use a soldering stand with a BIG magnifying glass on
    it (old eyes are a bitch some times) :)
    Atheist Chaplain, May 22, 2008
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    Jeff R. Guest

    Funny you should mention that.

    It was the colour codes on resistors which first made me realise my eyes
    weren't what they used to be.
    Jeff R., May 22, 2008
  12. I still keep a reference card close by with the resistor codes on it, memory
    is going the way of the eyes, though for the exact opposite reason, the eyes
    are from being over worked, the memory problems with the resistor codes is
    from *lack* of use :cool:
    Atheist Chaplain, May 22, 2008
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    Jeff R. Guest

    Funny. As you say - exact opposite. I have no trouble at all remembering
    the codes, a facility I attribute to my ability to remember useless facts
    and to simultaneously forget the birthdates of my children.
    (More than once I've had to sneak off to the filing cabinet and check their
    birth certificates, just to be sure.)

    If I gave him the wool, will he make me one too?
    Jeff R., May 22, 2008
  14. I don't think it your eyesight was the first thing to abandon you, but
    that's another story.

    As for the resistor color code, we learned a saying in the hood that helped
    us remember it. It goes like this, "Black boys rape our young girls but
    Violet gives willingly." And no, I can't take credit for coining this
    phrase as it was around long before I was born.

    Get with the times Son, it's all SMT now.

    Stamping out Internet stupidity one idiot at a time. Never empower the
    idiot, embrace it and stimulate it. For more details go to the Usenet
    Stimulus Project page.

    Rita Berkowitz, May 22, 2008
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    Noons Guest

    Atheist Chaplain wrote,on my timestamp of 22/05/2008 10:14 PM:

    Noons, May 22, 2008
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    Noons Guest

    Atheist Chaplain wrote,on my timestamp of 22/05/2008 10:33 PM:
    Am I the only one who could never remember
    the number of zeros on the multiplier ring?
    No trouble whatsoever with the colour code for
    the first two rings and the precision, but
    I never managed to do the multiplier: always had
    to look it up on the chart.

    Bless St.Dick Smith for that catalog
    with the colour codes for everything...
    Noons, May 22, 2008
  17. I have a friend who only recently left the service and he was showing me the
    tools the tech's take with them out bush now days, they can repair broken
    traces in multi layered PCB's without raising a sweat, A far cry from
    soldering a few gold wire patches in my day :)
    Atheist Chaplain, May 23, 2008
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    Noons Guest

    Atheist Chaplain wrote,on my timestamp of 23/05/2008 10:23 AM:
    I's not he same anymore since they banned
    fence wire patch-ups! ;)
    Noons, May 24, 2008
  19. Ahhh fencing wire......
    back in the early 80's I was on an exercise called "Operation Droughtmaster"
    and they called the war off for a day to repair fences that the Armour guys
    had run through (part of the deal to use the properties was to fix any
    fences that were damaged) and because I was the sig for the Company Medic I
    didn't have to go out and strain and run miles of fencing wire all over the
    place. that was one of the only times I didn't curse the old "25" set.
    The F1 was a much lighter and much better radio at that time and given the
    choice that's the one I would pick as a backpack unit for swanning around in
    the scrub, but it was also more difficult to field repair (See my previous
    post about soldering by the light of headlamps)
    Atheist Chaplain, May 26, 2008
  20. Jeff R.

    Noons Guest

    fence wire makes a dandy emergency fuse replacement.
    yeah, good fun: headlamp-lit solering.
    mind you, with the crap eyesight I got now it'd
    make no diff if it was by a 500W spotlight...
    (screw ageing...)
    Noons, May 26, 2008
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