Beauty in the Blindness
One of the fascinating things about amateur radio is its wonder. Wondering if the band is open, wondering who we’ll hear, wondering what equipment the other person is using, wonder, wonder, wonder.
Wonder allows us to reach out to people who share our hobby without regard to the normal filters that people use in predetermining whether to engage one another. We don’t, because of the nature of the hobby, get to assess appearance, socioeconomic status, or a myriad of other qualifiers that we oft times unknowingly employ in our social, or not so social, interactions.
We are figuratively in the dark, flying blind as it were when we talk with someone for the first time without visual cues to assist us in making judgments. Amateur radio is a contact sport, but it is one of the few where where the players don’t normally get to see one another and to me there is a certain beauty in the blindness.
