At this point in our adventure,
it might be a good time to discuss the many nuances of The Learning Curve. Loosely
defined, it is a noun; ‘the rate of a person's
progress in gaining experience or new skills’. For our purposes, it is a verbish like
phrase meaning, ‘to crash’.
The
Learning Curve was first discovered 105, 000 years ago in cave in southern
France. It was there that a very young Neanderthal, Tether, picked up a river
rock and threw it. Launching that projectile right into Mom’s forehead. (It was
Mom, Dad was not in the cave, the outcome of extremely poor parenting skills.)
Mom,
on the other hand (or her forehead as it were.) had the patience of Job, though
the Job that you and I know lived 102 -103,000 years later depending upon
whether you are Jewish, Muslim or Christian. Not sure if Confucius knew him or
not. The guy seemed to have gotten around.
Anyway,
Tether, encouraged by Mom’s ravished forehead, continued to practice and one
day he picked up a river rock, threw it and hit a rabbit. Mom screamed ‘Hallelujah’ (apparently she was Jewish)
and the Learning Curve was invented.
For
us learning to fly aircraft remotely; we will be living the “J”. The “J” curve
is simply the harsh reality of doing shit where one has no idea. Basically,
you (and me) start out somewhat below zero on the ‘J’ and then descend even
further into the bowels of failure and eventually rise triumphantly, bask in
the glory for a bit, and then crash for no obvious reason what so ever.
Refer
to chart above.
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