Perfection is the enemy of good enough

“Perfection is the enemy of good enough.”

Enough to satisfy most people other than lawyers and the kind of child who, when writing postcards to his grandparents, addresses it thus:

Grandma and Grandpa Potter,
15 Acacia Drive,
Hamblethorpe,
Surrey SY3 5TG
England
United Kingdom
The World,
The Solar System,
The Western Arm, Milky Way
The Local Group,
The Virgo Supercluster,
The Pisces–Cetus Supercluster Complex,
The Observable Universe,
The Whole Universe including the unseen bits including all forms of Dark Energy,
The Multiverse

Wait does it just stop at the Multiverse? Isn't that a little implausible? Wouldn't all those bubbles of froth be inside yet another infinitessimal bubble, in a sea of infinitessimal bubbles of froth?

If you like this you should try everything else Voltaire wrote while you’re at it. He’s a scream. Start with Candide.

See also

• Maxims for a happy life