Sure, you must’ve heard of it as part of chaos theory or seen the movie starring Ashton Kutcher and Amy Smart.
For those uninitiated, its a theory that tries to come to the conculsion that a small ripple in the past will create tidal waves in the future.
Hitler was supposed to have been aborted, and had that happened, the world would have been an entirely different place.
Hence, the Butterfly effect is something that needs to be given substantial prominence to, given the fact that our own personal lives can have such effects and long-term repercussions based solely on small, supposedly inconsequential incidents.
One of them was a bet that I won a long time ago, thanks to an arrogant chap who wanted his favourite band to be mentioned on stage to gain additional footage.
There are a lot more of them, though the most recent one that comes to mind is that of the Norwegian government’s liquor policy, which is pretty strange for someone from abroad and someone uninitiated.
One can buy beer from supermarkets only till 8 on weekdays, and till 6 on saturdays and not at all on sundays.
Stronger alcohol is available only in special government setup shops, and the sale of liquor is strictly regulated because of this. Weekdays 6 PM and Saturdays, 3 PM.
Now the urge to drink is usually a nocturnal one, an urge that comes over people only after they have completed the daily ritual of work and are relaxing in the evening. The shops, coincidentally stop the sale just around this very time.
Funny, because expensive watering holes selling beer at thrice the price are open till three in the wee hours of the morning on all days.
Anyway, my miniature butterfly effect ripple caused due to the Norwegian government’s strange policies was a very funny adventure.
A 10km cycle ride to buy bootlegged Polish beer, followed by a disappointing relization that they had run out of beer. This low was remedied by someone offering to drive us at a price to another one of these bootleg centers. Well stacked up with beer, my Polish friend and I had another fun ride back home, comprising of a near fall of a mountain bike and some other funny shouting incidents where we scared pedestrians by making funny noises.
This melee was then followed by a visit to a nearby pub, which then resulted in me almost missing my trip to the Fjords because I got too drunk.
Ripples galore!
