Yesterday morning, while I was listening to the news, somebody used the word “optics” to mean
the way in which an event or course of action is perceived by the public.
In other words, “optics” now means the way things look, in addition to the original meaning:
the scientific study of sight and the behavior of light, or the properties of transmission and deflection of other forms of radiation
People sometimes seem more concerned about the way things look, rather than the way things are. That doesn’t look good to me.
During the day, I took these pictures with “optics” on my mind:
At the end of the day, I had a long phone conversation with my son Aaron about what people are saying about Louis C.K., a comic artist we have both admired. The optics for Louis C.K. are so bad, here and now, that he is perceived as done. The optics on my phone, as I FaceTimed last night with Aaron, showed a tired-looking 19-year-old red-headed comedian and student at the University of Edinburgh, struggling to make sense of all the current stories of show business predators.
For those who look for YouTube optics in this daily blog, here’s what comes up when I search for “Optics song”:
I can’t make sense of that, either.
Any comments you make about all this will look good to me.
Here are some optics that mean “Thanks” to my son, my workplace, and — of course — to you.