All right. I am a science major, and my job is to design experiments, generate data, process data, analyze data, fit data, find out rules, and then design experiments. I think all phenomena in physics, chemistry, biology, economy, as long as you have enough data, you can find laws and explain them with formulas. Subsequent data can be used to improve the formula and constantly tinker with it. The following work will be very simple, the person who performs it will only need to press a few buttons step by step, day after day, and the results will follow. So someone once said that he can explain the entire universe just by giving the initial and boundary conditions.
In addition to work, I do everything, first rely on past experience to think and analyze various processing methods, deduce the possible final results, calculate the probability, whether it is worth doing, and what degree it is worth. At the same time, according to the results, constantly plan and modify their own time. I am also constantly summarizing my life, trying to summarize formulas and laws. Then every day step by step, do not spend a little brain.
So when I saw the movie moneyball and the introduction of the movie, I was inexplicably excited. Because they also use data to deal with life, and it's a life that I can't touch: baseball. I have a feeling that my peers are conquering peaks in my place. Well, we don't have a hard fist to conquer one opponent, we don't have enough money to conquer ten people, but we can use enough data and data analysis methods to change baseball and basketball and change a group of people. We can even use data to change all of humanity like Bill Gates. We live in a world of beautiful self-satisfaction or self-comfort or masturbation for short, constructed from data and formulas, imagining our own behemoths. This is the science man.
Then I started watching the movie and the excitement faded away. The rhythm and mood of the film are quite well controlled, even a little bland. No strong orgasm. The character points are so far, everyone is trying to change, small changes, actively or passively. Only children are growing up. While watching the movie, I remembered the Rockets' winning streak when they lacked Yao Ming and Tracy McGrady, and the ending of Slam Dunk, which eliminated the strongest Shanno Industry in the second game and then failed in a hurry. The whole movie is more like a documentary, and it has the essence of Soderbergh, maybe the director thinks that the documentary reflects life more accurately. Life is a kind of slow, a kind of no waves, a kind of downward spiral emotions.
At the end of the movie, Xiao Chuan showed Billy a video, a stupid fat man hit the ball, and then reluctantly but tried to run forward, the inertia was too large, he fell to the ground, and then rolled Climb forward. Well, director, you win. After so much brewing in the front, I finally got shot at the end. While you were laughing out loud, tears fell unconsciously and uncontrollably. Watching the fat man fall and get back up, then you cry and laugh. Cry and laugh. The first time I experienced this feeling, it was amazing.
This last story and the last tears, outside of formula calculations, are random quantities. But it is these random things, uncontrollable things, that reflect those strong and pure emotions in people's hearts. These uncontrollable likes, uncontrollable random likes, unquantifiable and formulaic loves are the essence of our lives.
As a child sings, just enjoy the show. When you use formulas to deduce, and you know that the ending is definitely a loser, you will still stubbornly try and work hard. Because this is life and this is show.
To change, to enjoy, to love, these random feelings that cannot be summed up in statistics, is the real meaning of our life.
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