2Reason
Newly Enlightened
Grant me the Serenity to be content with the amount of flashlights that I already own... 
No offense to the serious nature of 12 Step Programs, but what is it about this addictive need for light that insidiously consumes us flashaholics? Philosophically, the plausible explanations are endless... Light represents truth, knowledge, etc. But, practically speaking, since I've discovered this Forum and bought a basic Streamlight Scorpion C4, to replace a crappy bedside cheap-o flashlight, I've become obsessed with light.
In the past two weeks, I've transcended pragmatism and bought a Malkoff Drop-In for an old 3 D Cell MagLite, a Olight M21 Warrior, a ThruNite Catapult, a Jetbeam Jet III Pro ST, a Jetbeam RRT-O and a couple of Coleman LED lanterns for power outages. Compounding that irrational consumerism is the ever present haunting from a Surefire LX2 Lumamax which is literally calling muster on me.
Now I'm noticing flashlights the way I used to notice hot women. That's scary. My rationale self is thinking that professional cognitive therapy might help me understand this incessant need for illumination. But, in typical addict fashion I don't want anything to stand in the way of the next illusive high, so short of an intervention I'm feeding the beast.
In more sobering moments, my own self reflection deduces that symbolically there seems to be a primal need to fend off darkness, so perhaps this obsession has manifested from the reptilian brain and serves to satisfy an aspect of Maslow's Hierarchy. Then again, I conclude that such notions are just psycho babble. Flashlights are way cool. Like supercars, photography equipment, and classic guns there is so much to love.
So tell me that I haven't lost my rational mind and that this hobby of collecting lights is healthy and normal. Or have you not faced the first step of admitting you are powerless over your addiction?
No offense to the serious nature of 12 Step Programs, but what is it about this addictive need for light that insidiously consumes us flashaholics? Philosophically, the plausible explanations are endless... Light represents truth, knowledge, etc. But, practically speaking, since I've discovered this Forum and bought a basic Streamlight Scorpion C4, to replace a crappy bedside cheap-o flashlight, I've become obsessed with light.
In the past two weeks, I've transcended pragmatism and bought a Malkoff Drop-In for an old 3 D Cell MagLite, a Olight M21 Warrior, a ThruNite Catapult, a Jetbeam Jet III Pro ST, a Jetbeam RRT-O and a couple of Coleman LED lanterns for power outages. Compounding that irrational consumerism is the ever present haunting from a Surefire LX2 Lumamax which is literally calling muster on me.
Now I'm noticing flashlights the way I used to notice hot women. That's scary. My rationale self is thinking that professional cognitive therapy might help me understand this incessant need for illumination. But, in typical addict fashion I don't want anything to stand in the way of the next illusive high, so short of an intervention I'm feeding the beast.
In more sobering moments, my own self reflection deduces that symbolically there seems to be a primal need to fend off darkness, so perhaps this obsession has manifested from the reptilian brain and serves to satisfy an aspect of Maslow's Hierarchy. Then again, I conclude that such notions are just psycho babble. Flashlights are way cool. Like supercars, photography equipment, and classic guns there is so much to love.
So tell me that I haven't lost my rational mind and that this hobby of collecting lights is healthy and normal. Or have you not faced the first step of admitting you are powerless over your addiction?
