Deadlock989 wrote: Wed Nov 18, 2020 11:23 am
Dear Texas Instruments,[...]
Once upon a time, there was a village by a river. One day, a traveler arrived at that village to replenish his supplies, hawk his wares, and rest his feet, but over the first few days of his visit, he noticed something strange.
There was a simple wooden bridge built across the river so that villagers could cross it, and so they did, every day, in order to tend to their rye and barley fields on the other side.
The traveler noted that although there were four big, strong wooden posts denoting the entrances to the bridge on either side, there was no wall or railing running along the sides of the bridge to keep people from falling off. He also observed that when crossing the bridge, the villagers would always proceed single-file along the exact centerline of the bridge, and indeed, the wood of the bridge had been worn smooth along that line, attesting to the tradition.
Each night, at the village tavern, one or two of the villagers would wish that there were another bridge, so that they could cross the river more quickly each morning and evening. Finally, the curious traveler asked,
"Why don't you tie rope across the river between the bridge posts to act as a railing? Then you could walk across the bridge two or more at a time, and not worry about falling off."
The villagers all turned to the traveler with confused looks on their faces, and, after a pause, one villager replied,
"We walk down the middle of the bridge. That is how it has always been."
The traveler then asked,
"Why do you always walk down the center of the bridge?"
"So that we get to the other side in the shortest distance." came the reply.
The now confused traveler continued,
"Well, if you tied a rope between those big posts as a railing, you wouldn't have to worry about falling off, so more of you could cross at the same time, and you could still reach the other side in the shortest distance by walking straight across the bridge, even if it's not in the middle."
Suddenly, the village elder rasped,
"If we tied ropes between the posts, it would block the entrance to the bridge."
The villagers murmured and nodded in agreement.
"I said tie ropes across the river, not across the entrance!" the exasperated traveler exclaimed.
But the villagers murmured some more, and shook their heads, and eventually one spoke,
"We walk down the middle of the bridge. That is how it has always been."