anagarika wrote:Or perhaps it's a journey to make living more enjoyable?
This is what I keep coming back to.
Often, when people don't understand your knife collection and it looks on the surface to be excessive consumerism, you might question "what is it all for?" Of course, I've never needed
more than my original delica when it comes to cutting tasks. But when it comes to bare need, we hardly ever use that as the standard for what we should do. If we did, we'd never go out to a nice dinner, and just feed ourselves as cheaply as possible (which is very cheap nowadays).
Having a collection of knives, while it may look strange on its face, can't be judged that way. For one, I appreciate elegant mechanical designs, and carrying a nice knife is one way to enjoy that. Almost every house has some sort of art on the wall, and that can't possibly be said to serve a utilitarian function. We crave beauty in our lives, no matter where it's found.
An aside: It's interesting that someone brought up the Tyler Durden quote, I've thought a lot about his philosophy and how it can relate to my life. He's obviously the yang to the yin of the Ikea/corporate/desk-jockey/docile/unsure/socialized person, but he's not morally superior, he's just the pendulum swinging back the other way. His lifestyle has the opposing costs of the one the main character starts out with. The end is satisfying in that the main character outgrows the need for him to exist, and can incorporate a more balance philosophy/lifestyle, as he was stressed out on each end of the spectrum. We all need to decide where we fall in the durden/durden scale, and the sooner you realize where it's comfortable for you to be the better.
Another way to look at it is it inserts me into a group of like-minded people, which all humans also crave. We can come here and discuss a common interest, or just random topics such as this.
And finally, who knows what sort of new paths your life might take due to carrying a knife, or appreciating knives? It resulted in a trip to Amsterdam for me, which was an experience I otherwise would have missed out on. What sort of conversation might be sparked when you take it out and someone is intrigued/scared/surprised? What could you learn or teach in such a situation? Growth happens on the border of support and challenge, and we need people different from us as much as we need like-minded people.
So in the end we all have interests and hobbies, and it's healthy to partake in those. Sometimes they cost money, but you can't take it with you.