Sixteen options

Our blender has 16 -- count them: sixteen -- different settings for chopping something up.

Sixteen.

To quote from Ecclesiastes, "this also is vexation of spirit."

Who needs sixteen different settings to chop up a carrot?

I mean, aren't we forgetting that our stomachs (not to mention our teeth) do most of the chopping anyway?

It raises the matter of design: There is always elegance to simplicity.

Sixteen options for chopping up veggies is not elegant.

It's not even understandable. When Valerie pointed this out, she wanted to know in plain English what the differences are between Blend ... Stir ... Mix ... So On.

What the blast does Frappe mean? Where do we think this is, France?

When God created the world, he made four -- count them: four -- seasons. We have two hands; not sixteen. There is up and down: that's two directions. (You know: as in what goes up must come down).

Okay there are twelve months. But each one is so distinguishable from the other. One of these days I'm going to paint twelve paintings, each for a month of the year.

Good grief: there are only two genders. Can you imagine if there were sixteen genders? What would Oprah do with that?

It raises the matter of psychology: We always think more is better. More money, more house, more options -- like sixteen of them.

Here is the moral of the story: if you really need sixteen options for something, it simply means you have no idea what you want.

If you really need sixteen options, you probably have no idea who you are.

(So why did we buy the stupid blender?)

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Matthew 5.37 Just say a simple, `Yes, I will,' or `No, I won't.' Your word is enough ... (New Living Translation)

Ecclesiastes 1.14 I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit ... (Similarly at 1.17, 2.11, 2.17, 2.26, 4.4, 4.6, 4.16, 6.9)