Tuesday, April 04, 2006

TODAY'S QUESTION

If you had to choose between spending the rest of your life the size of your finger or being so gigantic that your current height would appear finger size, which would you choose?

13 comments:

Kate Robinson said...

i'm gonna have to go with actual finger size. it's more convenient for various reasons. for instance. you fit better in certain places instead of worse... (all the important places anyway... dark rooms, mini coopers, people's pockets) and there is a significantly lower chance of the community banding together to shoot you.

barefootkangaroo said...

I also would choose the finger-size option. I think it would be less expensive, and you would be more employable I think. The CIA could definately make use of a finger sized person. My introverted personality also shrinks away from the idea of being super huge. I wouldn't want everyone gawking at me all the time with no possible way of hiding away.

Anonymous said...

A little mathematics to illuminate this problem.

My largest finger is 4.25 inches long.
My smallest finger is 3 inches long.
My height is 77 inches.

Were I to increase my size such that my largest finger were 77 inches long, I would be 1395 inches tall, or 116'3".
Were I to increase my size such that my smallest finger were 77 inches long, I would be 1976 inches tall, or 164'8".

A finger-sized person, assuming he or she had no additional skill, such as speed or ability to fly, would likely die quickly, from accident (fall or thoughtlessness by a regular person) or predator (cat, bird). A person as tall as OgoPogo the dragon would be in very little danger of death from anything save natural causes or surface-to-air missiles. Stay in America and follow the law and you're golden. People will tire of you soon enough, but you will have all your physical needs attended to. A house will be donated; allow tours once per day for a few hours, hire a security force for your gated compound, and you will be left alone. For publicity, someone will make a computer to your scale. On the Internet, no one knows you're 13 stories tall.

Rocket Surgeon, Phd said...

I stand with the sons of Steve. As long as I were proportional and didn't have to loathe walking as much as Andre the Giant did I think you'd find your greater height a lot more fun when it came to Safari's and whatnot.

misserose said...

I'd be a little person. Like the ones in the cartoon when I was a kid, with mugs made out of thimbles and cars with spool wheels. My hungry giant (see above) will just have to protect me is all.

Kate Robinson said...

steve you dismiss the "surface to air missiles" problem as if it were nothing. have you SEEN what one of those things can do?

overcoming the initial panic in time to ward off the military would be a serious problem, i think.

barefootkangaroo said...

I would live among the Widjiwats as their honored guest. Hutela Amadundar!

Anonymous said...

As you well know, the American military is not a knee-jerk force of lunatics eagerly waiting to rain death and destruction down on their own soil. There'll be some panic, sure, but what officer is going to okay the command to launch a missile at a PERSON whose only crime is being freakishly, impossibly large, and is still able to speak and declare he is not a threat? It would be a tragedy. He or she would be court-martialed. A classic blunder. I'll take the risk.

barefootkangaroo said...

That would be a BIG mistake. (pun intended)

Kate Robinson said...

i know no such thing about the American military and five years as a member has has done little to convince me. ;)

Anonymous said...

I would be finger-size. At least I wouldn't starve. Just think about it.

Anonymous said...

150-foot Steve will have all his physical needs attended to. He would only need to eat about ten times what he does now. Surely the corporations of America would love to be known as the official ____ of the giant. I eat for two or three large families, that's all.

Meanwhile, you'd be cat food in a fortnight.

Anonymous said...

Steve! I give you the Widjiwat war cry- HUTELA AMADUNDAR! Do I need to send you another copy of my essay- "Earth's Short Future", huh... do I? Man's survival has never been dependant on our size or strength. Did I ever send you a copy of said essay? There was a time when I sent one to just about everyone I knew. If you are out there in the blogosphere and you would like a copy of my essay entitled "Earth's Short Future", simply e-mail me and I will expedite you a copy along with your APD (Advocates of Planned Dwarfism) member card.