Here are some definitions of the over used adjective:
|1.||conforming absolutely to the description or definition of an ideal type: a perfect sphere; a perfect gentleman.|
|2.||excellent or complete beyond practical or theoretical improvement: There is no perfect legal code. The proportions of this temple are almost perfect.|
|3.||exactly fitting the need in a certain situation or for a certain purpose: a perfect actor to play Mr. Micawber; a perfect saw for cutting out keyholes.|
|4.||entirely without any flaws, defects, or shortcomings: a perfect apple; the perfect crime.|
|5.||accurate, exact, or correct in every detail: a perfect copy.|
Are you perfect? I am far from it.
What in your life is perfect? I mean, name something that is truly perfect. Not perfect because you have some special affinity for it, but perfect based on the definitions above.
That ’57 Chevy I passed on the road today was way cool and beautifully reconditioned, but I guarantee that it was not perfect. It may have been “practically perfect in every way” but only if it was being driven by Mary Poppins.
What’s perfect to one person could be simply nasty to another. Have you ever tried oysters?
Someone painted their dining room puce and loved it. A perfect color for a fine dining experience? Hmmm.
It’s all a matter of opinion.
The “perfect storm?” That’s a terrific oxymoron, but non-nonsensical.
Remember that old phrase “Practice makes perfect?” I would argue that “practice makes very, very good” but not perfect. We need to stop saying that phrase to children as a method of motivating them to try harder.
Why? Because working toward”perfect” only leads to disappointment. Telling children that they need to be perfect is doing them a disservice. We all need to make mistakes in order to learn and improve.
Perfect implies a comparison to something else. It means nothing can ever be better. However, the best of the best in anything will eventually be topped.
Instead, let’s teach children to strive to be the very best they can be as compared to their own past achievements.
Well, this has been the theory in which I have always believed – until today.
Today, I witnessed “perfect.” My guy, Mark Beurhle of the Chicago White Sox pitched a PERFECT game. 27 batters up – 27 batters down. Perfect. It was a work of art, a joy to behold, a beautiful sight to see, yada, yada, yada.
So this blows my entire argument. There really is perfect in this world.
Tomorrow, I might just bowl a 300 game.