Just imagine being a , looking at his sick or dying wife: he has his tools, his microscope, and sees these mean looking geometric shapes with their various interfaces float about the infected area. With you feeling powerless to stop your love from dying, wouldn’t you look for someone (or better some thing) to blame?

And when watching a scene of a fire, not having knowledge of the signal colors nature uses, would you be able to distinguish the firefighters from the onlookers, or even the arsenist, if your observational powers are impaired by say grief? 

I rest my case……

Dré