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There are some lessons that I am left perennially agog and agape at how people never learned them.
When I was a wee lad, probably younger than eight years old, I rented the LJN X-Men game for the NES. It was the first time I ever remember thinking a game was objectively bad. I had been bored by games before, and befuddled by them, but they never straight up made me angry and disgusted before. It was on that day I realized that just because something is branded with shit that I like...doesn't mean it's good.
I learned that lesson in the single digit ages. It's served me INCREDIBLY well throughout life. Hell, even if you blow it out to a larger, more broad philosophical level, it still serves excellently. Sacred cows are a bad idea. I don't care how much you love your Mama, if she acts all fucked up all of a sudden, she's either gone crazy or there might be something wrong with her. You can't just act like it's okay that she's all fucked up out of the blue.
So why are there so many people who don't get that? Who need only the most MILD whiff of familiarity, and they decide to go all in, and then stretch their brains out doing the mental gymnastics to justify their bad decision after the fact? Man, if I could answer questions like that, I bet I'd win the Nobel Peace Prize. Do they give those out for philosophy? What about psychology? What about sword fighting? There should be a Nobel War Prize.
When I was a wee lad, probably younger than eight years old, I rented the LJN X-Men game for the NES. It was the first time I ever remember thinking a game was objectively bad. I had been bored by games before, and befuddled by them, but they never straight up made me angry and disgusted before. It was on that day I realized that just because something is branded with shit that I like...doesn't mean it's good.
I learned that lesson in the single digit ages. It's served me INCREDIBLY well throughout life. Hell, even if you blow it out to a larger, more broad philosophical level, it still serves excellently. Sacred cows are a bad idea. I don't care how much you love your Mama, if she acts all fucked up all of a sudden, she's either gone crazy or there might be something wrong with her. You can't just act like it's okay that she's all fucked up out of the blue.
So why are there so many people who don't get that? Who need only the most MILD whiff of familiarity, and they decide to go all in, and then stretch their brains out doing the mental gymnastics to justify their bad decision after the fact? Man, if I could answer questions like that, I bet I'd win the Nobel Peace Prize. Do they give those out for philosophy? What about psychology? What about sword fighting? There should be a Nobel War Prize.