The Power of Prediction

As the 20th FIFA World Cup 2014 in Brazil winds up, with all its pulsating, adrenalin driven excitement, Fuleco, the official mascot will take a bow.

Today, 20:00 • Final

Estádio Maracanã, Rio de Janeiro

vs

Germany

Argentina

I have fond memories of absentee students and staff calling in sick during yesteryear World Cup seasons. But most of all FIFA world cup reminds me of Paul.

Paul who?

                                                       

Paul the Octopus.

Paul the Octopus (hatched in 2008, died October 2010) lived  in a tank at a Sea Life Centre in Oberhausen, Germany. Apparently he had the ability to predict the results of football matches, usually international matches in which Germany was playing. He achieved international fame with his accurate predictions in the 2010 World Cup.

Following Paul’s footsteps are five (and still counting) psychic animals – Nelly the elephant, Flopsy the kangaroo, Shaheen the camel, Madame Shiva the guinea pig, and Big Head the sea turtle.  In addition to the famous five, there are English prophesying penguins and psychic Brazilian parrots as well.

But I still think Paul is the greatest with his uncanny accuracy and I must say that of late, I bear some semblance to Paul - I seem to be able to predict exactly what will happen to me or to others in given situations.

Whether this is because of myself being more observant over the years or because the waves of predictability take on certain familiar curves, I do not know.

Take my visit to the dentist for example.

When I felt something coarse between my molars and suspected that perhaps a bit of the filling had gone amiss, the most rational thing to do would be to make an appointment with the dentist, have it checked and fill it up again.

That was what I thought initially until the gift of predicting swept over me.

Somehow I saw in my mind the dentist shaking his head and saying ‘ You must take an X-ray…I have bad news for you….You will need to do a root canal which will cost you at least at least a couple of hundred euro or have it extracted for 80 euro.’

So, when my appointment came up, I sat on the dentist’s chair and waited as he examined my teeth. As if acting on cue, the dentist said, ‘You must take an X-ray…I have bad news for you….You will need to do a root canal which will cost you at least a couple of hundred euro or have it extracted for 80 euro.’

Wow, was that strange or what, I muttered to myself.

Then on a different occasion, I saw two teenage girls walking to a car park. Again, a picture started to form in my mind. ‘What are you thinking of now?’ Michael asked.

He had become way too familiar with my zone- out facial expression.

I said from the way the two teenage girls were behaving and the way they were dressed (in a style my mother would not have approved), I predicted that they were going to the car park to meet some teenage boys sitting in a decrepit car.

As we were going to the car park ourselves, I saw that I was right. The car was even of the colour that I imagined it to be.

I would love to think that I am bestowed with Paul’s gift. But reality tells me that we have far more knowledge and sensitivity than what younger people would give us credit for. Experience helps us to understand circumstances and foresee possible conclusions. The human race faces similar challenges, albeit disguised in different clothing and that is why we are able to predict somewhat accurately most times. 

I was given a week to consider what I should do with the tainted molar. This time round I did not have to predict anything, I knew exactly what I had to do if I did not want to burn a hole in my pocket.

Source: http://www.nst.com.my/node/12532