This is my 100th post.

I thought about what its subject should be.
There are so many things happening right now to cry and shout about; to grumble about and procrastinate.
Rarely to acknowledge someone or to be thankful for something.
There are more car or bus bomb explosions to announce, victims to mourn.
In fact, I wonder if there are more dead people today compared to yesterday.
And who died of a car bomb explosion and who – from overeating.
There is the Greek situation to contemplate; the Australian homosexuals’ defence to hear about why they deserve the freedom of legal marriage.
There’s San Suu Kyi’s activism to be retold; her bravery to be praised, and the fact that her eldest is unlikely to be flying back from the US to see his mom again, after so long.
So much more that can take precedence in this 100th post.
All of it unique.
All of it with equal importance.

But then, a cartoon monologue box popped-up above my head: “hm…how about I dedicate the 100th post to the number 100?”.
It’s a challenge.
I may find out something worth reading.
I may waste my time entirely.
And yours – reading it.
But I’m curious.

It’s very interesting when you throw yourself into the sea of unknown and wonder.
In this case, in wonder of 100 and its many meanings.
You can really discover a lot of things.
Maybe even hit a jackpot.
No wonder Malcolm Gladwell, the Freakonomics authors, and so many other researchers and writers have reached the conclusion that sometimes, even though you may know a lot about a subject, you still may not guess the right answer;  that sometimes, the ‘mediocre’ knowledge in something can get you farther than the one who’s been sweating over the same subject for years.
Of course, that doesn’t mean we should only study the surface.
It just means that we can look at things from someone else’s viewpoint.
Think with someone else’s head.
That reminds me, my mom – who enrolled in a college for sewing and design (after medical school, I guess, you follow the footsteps of Ralph Lauren, it’s only logical…), was sweating over a ‘homework’ dress. She called me last night to express her excitement about her great work so far, but she was hesitant to continue in fear that she might mess up the dress’s neckline by drawing it unevenly.
I – ignorant as an acorn – suggested that she use the round of a bowl or a plate and make the neckline even.
It was a joke, of course.
I was just imagining how Laurel would have cut Hardy’s hair, or something.
But she really took the idea as brilliant.
She realised that she should think a little ‘outside the box’.
My point is that, sometimes you need to allow people, other than economists and lawyers to rule a government – more like, hear ‘the average voter’, as Churchill would say – because they’ll bring their own, different perspective about things.
Because, you never know, the better ideas may be with them.
Even though I support in-depth learning, focus, and specialisation, you could always open your eyes and mind to other things; imagine or ask how other people view things.
Because, when you don’t have a clue about things that aren’t related to your area of expertise, just like “what on earth does 100 stand for?”, you never know what you might discover and how that will affect your mainstream of thinking in your mainstream of work!
Like asking musician lesbians to design a house.
They’ll have a different perspective of interiors than registered interior designers.
And their perspective might be quite good!
That’s why it’s important for people to mix (why do you think New York is so fantastic?); live in different cultures; learn to tolerate others, and open up our minds and hearts.
Reading about what 100 stands for is just one way of looking at all this.
Exactly because 100 won’t have one-faceted meaning.

To a mathematician:
100 is a number.
But it’s also the basis of all percentages.
100% – means completion; everything.

To a physicist/ chemist or someone making soap
100 is the 100th element in the Mendeleev table, which is fermium.
It was discovered during the Ivy Mike hydrogen explosion.
It’s a very heavy element and something you wouldn’t want to put in your morning coffee.
Neither in your soap.
But the interesting part is that it reminded me how fascinated I was with chemistry when I was a teenager.
It was definitely the teacher that sparked my interest.
I loved her so much that I used to go to her house to learn organic chemistry.
Not that I was particularly interested to know what soaps are made of, unlike the guy that makes soap.
It was the general curiosity of what stuff is made of that inspired me.
The way I’m inspired to see things differently today that I write about in this blog all the time.
100 is also the point at which water boils.
At least here, on planet Earth.

In religion
100 has been mentioned at least 95 times in the Bible according to some internet sources.
Who knows.
I haven’t counted.
Jewish people are supposed to say at least 100 blessings every day.
Isn’t that a nice way to look at the number 100.
You’re welcome to tell me what 100 means to muslims, hindus, baha’i, buddhists, shinto, etc.

To others
In some countries 100 is the number of police.
100 makes a century.
Half of which makes the average time we spend wasting or in building something worthwhile.
100 days is the time frame in which the new US president has to prove himself worthwhile.
If I was in the ruling cabinet of our country or of an international ruling body, I would have imposed ‘100 days’ of performance for anyone in any sector of industry, academia, society.
100 seconds makes a little less than 2 minutes.
Someone has less than 2 minutes to live right this second.
100 in the Tarot cards represents the Sun, the symbol of individuality.
100 can signify measure.
for alcohol
for time
for distance
Measure against which we can list the things we have done and the things we have learned; the things we’ve lost and the things we’ve earned; the things we’ve acquired and the things we’ve given away.
Then, check the discrepancies and try to fill up the gaps.
Of course, if we have 100 more of  ‘time’ to spare.

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