There is No Such Thing as Safety

There is no such thing as safety; only degrees of risk.

This can be a very hard thing to wrap your head around. People want to engage in dichotomous, black-and-white thinking, and while this is easy and useful and isn't always wrong, it often is.

Save vs. unsafe is one of those false dichotomies. Because the truth is that right now, whoever you are, wherever you are, whatever you are doing other than reading this, and whenever you are reading this, you are not safe. A previously undetected asteroid could be hurtling towards earth at this very moment, about to kill all life on earth, an undetected brain hemorrhage could kill you in the next minute, a gamma ray burst could be hurtling toward us the speed of light, about to microwave the Earth on "high" before we even have time to panic.

The thing about all of those things is that they are incredibly, vanishingly, unlikely. So we feel "safe" from those things even though they could, technically, in theory, happen. Thinking probabilistically is basically an unnatural contortion of normal human thought patterns, and people almost never really do it, because frankly they don't usually have to. So they round up to 100% or down to 0%, and maybe if they are feeling particularly uncertain they settle on 50%. Then they live their lives as if those numbers where, y'know, correct.

The heuristic reasoning part - cognitive corner-cutting often enable human flourishing and is unavoidable anyway. I know people make trade-offs against risk and reward in all sorts of ways, and have heterogeneous preferences, but this "feeling of safety" thing is just weird to me. The most dangerous thing most Americans do is drive. They drive to work and worship, to pick the kids up from school and to get groceries and visit Grandma, and when people do all of these things most of them are confident they're good drivers and feel pretty safe behind the wheel.  The most dangerous jobs in America involve working with heavy machinery and being far from medical attention,  heavy machinery like a car.

And people shrug their shoulders and just get on with their lives! Meanwhile they panic about crime, which has been basically falling my entire life, or fight tooth-and-nail against nuclear energy, which kills fewer people than any kind of fossil-fuel power. People's intuitive senses of danger and risk seem to be finely honed for avoiding tigers and poorly suited for managing the "invisible" risks of modernity.

All of this bothers me immensely. Not the heuristics or the rounding but the sheer inconsistency of it all. Because what I want to be able to to is say "okay, so your said this is what you have to get in time, money, or something in order to be willing run these risks" but it changes completely depending on the threat, as if it matters even though dead is dead. We'll ban shuriken but let any jackass with pulse buy a fucking gun. We'll ban weed but build whole social lives around alcohol. People are willing to make the trade-offs inherent with using cars, but lose their damned shit over scooters.

Instead its all "feeling safe" and "feeling unsafe" - and they expect politicians to fix this! How? When people's feelings are so inconsistent? Building invisible bridges over invisible rivers, I suppose. But what do I do, no, what do we do when the politicians are fear-mongering and quaking in their boots at that invisible river? You can't magic people better.

Look, my dream job is social planner, but how am supposed to fucking do that if y'all can't even give my a straight answer on the risks you're okay with running.