Every once in a while it occurs to me that noses are very strange. We all have these odd fleshy triangular things sticking out of our faces.
Don’t get me wrong. Most of the time I pretty much take noses for granted. Except for every once in a while when I don’t.
And then I notice what an odd thing is a nose. Your nose protrudes straight out of the very center of your face, like a tent in the middle of a campsite.
Most other primates evolved to have tastefully inset nostrils, which do not at all disturb the contours of their features. But we humans, for whatever reason, went a different way.
Even our popular culture assumes that fictional characters all have noses. Unless, that is, you are a robot or an alien. Then apparently it’s ok not to have a protruding proboscis.
On the other hand, the only fictional person I can think of off-hand who doesn’t have a nose is He Who Must Not Be Named. And that can’t be good.
So I guess it’s just fine that we have noses.
I heard somewhere that the shape was an evolutionary advantage for keeping water away from nostrils, not sure if that has been confirmed.