Outrage! The Miss Universe pageant goes all the way on Woke.
First, this is NOT NEW. The big beauty pageants stopped competing for real beauty and other human qualities a LONG TIME ago.
Second, the same thing has happened in other forms of competition from athletics to spelling bees to casinos to business.
Third, why has this happened? Because each competition has reached the tanh point.
Nature doesn’t do exp. Nature does tanh. A natural improvement in any quality, beauty or longevity or speed or supplier price, reaches a point of diminished returns.
We EXPect things to be EXPonential. Reality is TANH. The DELTAS between anticipation and reality grow larger as reality departs from our desires.
Happystar illustrates the process. First our EXPonential EXPectation:
Reality goes tanh. Up at first, then reaches saturation or maturity and holds steady. Our heads are in the clouds of EXPectation and our feet are on the ground of tanh.
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The alleged purpose of competition is to improve the breed or improve the technology. After the competition is down to milliseconds of speed or millimeters of boob size or millipennies of supplier price, you’re done with Nature. You’re working against Nature, not with Nature.
Continuing to compete after the tanh point ALWAYS leads to cheating. In athletics it leads to steroids and fake women. In beauty pageants it leads to surgery and fake women. In business it leads to theft and predatory monopolies and fake women.
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The solution is simple and not really new.
SWITCH THE GOAL VARIABLE.
After a defined goal is down to millis, it’s time to find an entirely different goal. PARKINSON AS ALWAYS.
The alternate goals are harder to measure with millitools, but easy for normal people to sense. Human qualities like kindness and empathy and customer service are nonquantifiable but perfectly measurable.
A literally nice example, from the era before beauty pageants reached the tanh-cheat point, is Miss America 1954, Evelyn Ay, an unquestionably NICE and DECENT woman who enjoyed being the ambassador for Nash, a NICE and DECENT company. Nash had always redefined the goal variable after recognizing that it couldn’t possibly compete for cheat.
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Pat Foster’s book on the Metropolitan was published in 1996. His daughter interviewed Evelyn Ay Sempier, who was Miss America 1954 and also the official Ambassador (heh) for the Metropolitan. She unveiled the Met at the Chicago Auto Show. In 1996 she was about 60. She died in 2008.
Transcribing the corporate part:
The relationship with Nash Motors was one of the finest relationships, and I’ve had a lot of commercial relationships in the 40 years since.
I, as Miss America, was always treated very genuinely. I was not a ‘product’.
What allowed me to see much of America [she traveled 270,000 miles in that year] was Nash. If a community had a celebration and they could not afford the small price of bringing Miss America, Nash would say ‘I will bring Miss America to your community’, and they would pay the fee.
I was not a product.
Good companies recognized the difference back then. Cars and cans were products. Customers and employees were people. People are different. People have genes and souls. Small towns were also important enough and distinct enough to be worth paying for an appearance.
Now we’re all products. We’re all fungible. We’re all mass-produced and constantly inspected by online QC. We’re instantly rejected if not 100.0000% compliant with all EPA and NSA and ISO and above all CDC standards.
Footnote: Gracious and generous Evelyn is the exact opposite of another celebrity who was involved in Nash promotion at the same time. Baseball star Ted Williams received a sporty prototype of the Metro as part of a peculiarly misdirected contest. He hated the car and SOLD it to another rich asshole. Ted’s arrogance was properly rewarded in an appropriately peculiar afterlife.
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