I’m sorry I didn’t make any effort to look good or sexy when I went to see you. I was hoping you were a sapiosexual but I guess it doesn’t work like that in reality. We will always be judged and measured for how we look. It’s evolutionary biology.
I hate the fact that I now feel pressured to dress up on my next dates. I do have a few dresses I haven’t used and some high heeled shoes to boot. I’ve been looking for excuses to wear them. I never got to because I don’t like the extra attention. I don’t want this to sound bitter but I am disappointed of the shallowness I have to face in this world. I still refuse to conform to any standard the society imposes. Fuck this shit, I like my flats and loose clothing.
Everything is so delayed that I feel like I am being punished for all the tardiness I had in the past. I am using all my mental powers not to get pissed on the fact that the sunglasses I ordered online a month ago hasn’t arrived yet or the severance pay at my previous work hasn’t materialized or the paypal payments has been delayed again. I hope to at least receive the sunglasses as I am super tempted to just buy one in the mall which would defeat the purpose of the sunglasses I bought online. I am finding my self enjoying the afternoons lately and I need protection for my light sensitive eyes that’s used to the dark.
The apartment is a mess. I have been meaning to clean for the past month but I never could finish it. Being the only one who gets bitten by cat fleas in the house (apparently, I am very attractive to insects), I seem to be the only one concerned about cleaning the apartment. Getting bitten by cat fleas is not a joke, I get bitten an average of 3-5 a day and my legs now look like they have had some skin disease. It’s not a pretty sight and it makes me self conscious to wear shorts or skirts. It will probably take a few weeks for the red dark spots to lighten up.
That’s not really a question, but thanks Anon. :D
Do you think academic journal articles are really going to convince your classmate? They aren’t. I could print you reams of them, and all we’d do is kill a few trees in the process.
In my experience, and the experience of people I know whose job it is to try and convince folks that science is “right” and whatever they currently believe is “wrong”, people who deny things like climate change aren’t denying it because they think they have a better scientific argument or because no one’s ever showed them the facts.
I mean, they might think that they have a better scientific argument, but that never holds up when challenged. Do they change their mind when their leaky ship of logic sinks? Rarely. Not never, but rarely.
Chances are your classmate has a deeper reason to not believe in the science. Maybe it’s rooted in politics, or religion (again, they won’t say that it’s rooted in those, but connect a few dots, and … well, yeah). These are two things that are so tightly tied to our familial and social bonds that sometimes one part of our brain will literally lie to another part, telling us to believe the equivalent of “up = down” or “2 + 2 = Thursday” so as not to put ourselves through the typhoon of neurological distress known as cognitive dissonance.
The human brain hates to hold two conflicting truths simultaneously. It’s like a neurological version of the Hatfields & McCoys when that happens – there’s a lot of chemicals flowing and someone’s bound to start shooting before too long. Changing one’s mind about a deeply values-based belief when presented with contrary evidence is like walking on hot coals, in that it takes a lot of training to get accustomed to the pain, and there might be some magic involved to actually do.
Most people never get used to it. More people should try, though.
The human brain is the most powerful analytical tool that we know of, but it’s also deeply emotional, and highly social, and it would much rather bathe itself in pleasurable reward neurotransmitters and maintain its comfy fiction than upset the psychological status quo. That’s been a recipe for conflict since we were chasing wooly mammoths.
You won’t win this battle by beating your classmate with the knowledge stick (although that might make you feel better). You have to first understand why they are afraid of acknowledging what is real, and only then can you understand them and know what knowledge they really lack. Then you’ll have a better chance of reaching them and showing them that when you embrace the Zen-like mantra of “everything is science”, then nothing hurts.