What is Depression’s Purpose?

I think a great deal, and wonder about things. Today I am asking the question, “Why does depression exist and what is its purpose?”  I guess that is two questions.

Anyway, regardless if you believe in a Creator of the universe or just evolution, most things are here for a purpose. (Actually, I happen to believe in a Creator and evolution!). Eyebrows for instance, keep sweat from running down your forehead into your eyes, stinging them. Millions of years ago if you and your buddies were running full tilt trying to escape some large vicious animal, the ones with eyebrows could see better without all that stinging sweat in their eyes, so they escaped. And bred. The eyebrowless ones not so much. That’s evolution. Or, if you believe in a Creator, that is love. God doesn’t want us to always have stinging eyes or be eaten by some animal.

We can also understand the Fight or Flight reaction when faced with danger. If a bobcat leaped out of your linen closet suddenly, fangs the size of carrots, you would immediately have the need to either sock him in the eye or flee down the hallway. So, Fight or Flight is necessary. Fear has its uses too. Fear of losing your job could make you work harder. Fear of Bobcats flinging themselves at you from the linen closet will cause you to always ask your husband to get fresh linen.  Anger has its purposes too, as does happiness.

But what purpose is depression?

I am not referring to breaking up with the love of your life and being sad, getting fired sad or other depressions triggered by real events. That’s sort of normal, isn’t it?  I am talking about serious depression that seems to come out of nowhere and lasts a few days or in some cases, longer.  What purpose does it serve? Does it protect us from something? Does it help us in some manner?  I can see losing a job depression might cause one to consider what they did to lose that job and then make adjustments in their life. Although, being fired is bad enough, do we need to be depressed too?

Depression has been with us since the dawn of time. It is reported Eve was so depressed after the talking snake tricked her into eating an apple she refused to talk with Adam for a millennial.  Even back then, it was always the husband’s fault. 

But as we advanced why didn’t depression fade away? Evolution says the strong survive, the weak don’t. How did the trait of depression continue and in fact, grow more of a problem today? 

One theory, formulated by Andy Thomson, a psychiatrist at the University of Virginia and Paul Andrews, an evolutionary psychologist at Virginia Commonwealth University states depression is beneficial.  They suggest “… that bouts of depression help people gain perspective through the ways in which negative feelings facilitate analytic thinking.”

People who are depressed tend to focus intensely on the problems at hand and break them into smaller analytic chunks–in effect, depressive feelings enhance our problem solving skills to the point that “people who get more depressed while they are working on complex problems in an intelligence test tend to score higher on the test.” 

Depending on what statistics you refer to, anywhere from a third to 80% of Americans are suffering from depression. Since 2020 arrived, with fires, riots, a pandemic, Murder Hornets, disputed elections and so forth, latest statistics say everyone is depressed including our dogs and cats.

I don’t buy that theory though, that depression is beneficial.  When I have a case of the blues I rarely solve problems. I usually eat a couple of cartons of Chocolate-Chip Mint ice cream, then get more depressed because I am over weight. And that depression causes me to eat a sack of cookies. So, well, let’s not go there.

 Maybe it is just bad brain programming?  Pretty much except for writing depressing poetry, sad music or making dark art, any other career or endeavor attempted would be damaged by depression.  Do you want a depressed surgeon removing your gall bladder? Ever have a root canal by a depressed dentist? 

From my perspective, depression is a net negative. It should have been bred out of the human race by now. The happy survive, the depressed eat more ice cream and get diabetes.

Maybe this is a programming error between our animal selves and our mental/spiritual selves?  Like a glitch you might have between a hard drive and motherboard on a computer?

Maybe depression is necessary to handicap the human race. If a large part of the population wasn’t always hampered by depression, we could have invented bigger bombs and space ships to go bomb other solar system planets? Maybe it is hard coded into our DNA to keep us from advancing too fast?

Or maybe depression is designed to make us reach out for help, perhaps connecting to others or to our Creator?

Or maybe depression exists so that others can experience the spiritual benefit of reaching out to help others?

Honestly, I just have no idea why evolution and/or God would allow depression to continue to exist.

 

References:
https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/depressions-evolutionary/

 

By the way, should you actually be depressed while reading this, and you need assistance, you can call one of these national free hotlines.

 

 

Dart

 

 

 

 

 

 

Glass Insulators

I’ve been a casual collector of glass insulators for most of my life. Casual because it is on and off, nothing serious. I probably only have about fifty of them in my collection, which is just a pittance compared to real collectors. Below is one of my favorites.

 

Glass insulators were invented and manufactured in the mid-1800s to attach telegraph lines to wood poles, often along rail road tracks. They succeeded in securely holding the wires, plus they insulated the wires from the wood poles, which if touching could drain some of the electric current. The wires would wrap around the glass insulators securely, then proceed to the next pole. With little to no loss of signal.

Electric telegraph (in the United States) was developed by Samuel Morse in 1837, and the first message was sent by Morse in 1838.

The period from 1875 to 1930 saw hundreds of millions of glass insulators produced. Besides telegraph lines, they were later used with telephone and electric transmission lines.

All, or almost all of these collectable glass insulators stopped being produced about 1967. Today insulators are still used but the design is more advanced and usually not as attractive as the old glass and porcelain ones.

It was in the 1960’s that people began collecting the old glass insulators.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In Idaho there are still plenty of wild glass insulators, still up on the poles following railroad tracks.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

https://www.glassbottlemarks.com/general-overview-glass-insulators/

 

Quick Drive to Blacks Creek Road

The sky was totally devoid of any hint of clouds today, so we decided to take a quick ride east of town.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A nice short drive is to Blacks Creek Road near Bonneville Point.About 27 miles from our house. We take I-84 out there and usually come back following Blacks Creek Road south of I-84.

We like it because we can get out to true wilderness quickly. One can remain on Blacks Creek Road north of I-84 and eventually wind up in the town of Prairie, Idaho. That is a stupendous drive!

But we only desired a quick drive and about a mile or so passed Bonneville Point is a nice patch of trees and some water where birds are known to hang out.

My goal was the Bullock’s Oriole. They were not cooperating much as it was about high noon and the sun’s rays were like laser beams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I also managed to capture an image of a Pale Swallowtail butterfly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The field across the street was littered with White Powder Puff flowers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two A-10 Thunderbirds,  fully armed, flew over but were right in the sun so my photographs did not come out well. A few other aircraft flew over too, as we are not that far from the approach to Boise International Airport.

We got back at 2 PM, so a nice short ride.

 

Masked Conversations

OK, this folks, is a true story. Last Monday I took my car into Meinake for service.  In the same parking lot is a bagel shop where I usually wait. The coffee is much better than at Meinake.

I was working on a short story on my tablet but could not help but overhear the interaction between customers and the restaurant order takers behind the counter. Note this takes place during the Pandemic of 2020, so everyone was wearing face masks.

Customer:      I miffle, mumble,mumble baffled squirrels.
Order Taker:   Whaaaat? Say muffle deer. snot.
Customer:      No. I aunt muffle garbled creamed checkers.
Order Taker:   Mumbled buffy leotard.

I fall off my chair laughing!

True story!!!.

A breath of fresh air

People react to a crisis in many ways. Thank God some people react by displaying hope and encouragement. Took a drive yesterday along Harrison Blvd in Boise, near downtown. This is a tree lined street featuring some of the oldest and most beautiful homes in the city. It is also home to the Boise wealthy hippies.(I dislike the term Liberal). This is a peace loving creative loving street.

The city installed yellow ribbons and American flags along the median strip. Tossed in a few Idaho flags too.

 

But the residents joined in with decorations, signs and some American flags.

 

On this warm and beautiful Spring day, the creatives were out too.

 

 

 

 

 

As we approach the peak of the Covid-19 driving or walking along Harrison Blvd is a breath of spiritual Spring air.

Dart

A Crisis Brings Out Five Types of People

I’ve been around a few major crises. I guess my first was the Cuban Missile Crisis. Plenty since then including today’s pandemic. My observations show me that when the S*** hits the fan, people divide into five basic types.

1. The Givers:        Show compassion, and work to aid others in any way possible.
2. The Takers:       Are greedy, trying to make a profit from human suffering.
3. The Frighten:   Fear based, hoarding supplies.
4. The Deniers:    These people deny the crisis is even happening.
5. The Conspiracy Nuts:  ‘Nuff said.

Please, let’s all try at least to be number one.

 

Freaking Earthquake!

I am in Idaho missing my beautiful and quirky Florida. Spring has been delayed and the last week it has been solid gray and cold. Ugh. Oh yeah, there is a freaking pandemic circling the planet. Idaho and all of the planet is on lock down. The President today say be prepared, the worse is coming.

Then late this afternoon Idaho has a stinking earthquake!!! The second strongest in it’s history! A 6.5 magnitude earthquake hit southern Idaho around 5:52 p.m. Tuesday, the U.S. Geological Survey reports. The quake, which lasted for 23.5 seconds, hit 19 miles northwest of Stanley — or about 78 miles northeast of Boise, according to USGS.

I was in my office on the computer and my wife was in the bathroom. I hear rumbling, sort of like when clothes in the dryer get out of balance only 17,333 times louder. I see the cats whiz by to hide under the bed. I go running down the hallway trying to figure out what is happening. I have absolutely no experience with earthquakes. Hurricanes yes. Lightning strikes, yes. Twisters, sort of. But earthquakes? Nope.

I see the floor and walls rolling slightly. I see books on shelves dancing and I hear what can only be described as a aching howl from the house itself.

What. The. Fuck?

In about 20 seconds it is over. My wife and I hug and laugh. Me more out of nerves than anything else.

Strangest feeling. The earth itself is not stable. Very emotionally unsettling.

So, what’s next? Locust? Zombies?

Give me a good old fashion hurricane. I know how to handle them.

Hoping for no aftershocks.

 

Chinese Bat Flu?

Would make a great name for a band, right? But probably hurtful to someone, somewhere. Maybe bats. So, let’s call it COVID-19. Or Corona-virus. Whatever.

It is March 30, 2020 and Idaho is mostly locked down.  Liquor stores, gun shops, grocery stores, Home Depot/Lowes, Walgreens, Walmart, Target, gas stations and more are open. There are probably about a hundred drive-through coffee shops in the valley, and they are open. Restaurants doing take out only.

But many people in Idaho are slow to adopt the social distancing thing the federal government is seeking.

People from other states don’t understand Idaho.

Personal responsibility and personal freedom trumps most other things here. Especially if it is the federal government issuing orders.  This feeling of personal independence runs deep in people here, except for the newcomers like myself.

Ruby Ridge was in north Idaho. That was a long time ago. But as recently as 2014 Ammon Bundy led an armed standoff against federal officials at Malheur National Wildlife Refuge in Oregon. Ultimately arrested, a local jury set him free. People in Idaho and western Oregon cheered.

He lives in Emmett, Idaho about 30 minutes from my house.

So, distaste and distrust of the federal government, or government of any kind, runs strong in these parts. When the federal government says stay indoors, many people in Idaho ignore them.

Just saying.

I am hoping we get through this mess sooner rather than later.