glimpse: NOBODY HATES WATERFALLS | Nobody hates waterfalls. Or sunsets. Or turquoise shores. Nobody finds nature repulsive. I think that’s safe to say. And it feels intuitive. But if you think about it, it’s anything but. It’s not like we can’t perceive ugliness. We can see it in the manmade. Or even in each other. That’s why we have a word for it. But we seem to carry an inherent device in us that universally translates landscapes into beauty even though it seems an unnecessary gadget for our survival. Other animals appear indifferent enough to nature’s face and yet here they are, doing just fine. You never catch a dog hiking up a mountain for the view, but they seem happy and surviving. So why, when, and how did nature code this sense for aesthetics into our DNA?