Every few months, I get involved in an exchange with someone online that makes me wonder if it’s possible to have a reasoned discussion with people below the age of 26. I wonder if I was as resistant to rational thought at that age, and as incapable of responding to a counterpoint with anything more intelligible than “yeah? Well you’re old!”
I know that people in their teens and early 20s have always felt they knew everything and that whatever time they grew up in was completely different from every other period of history, but I swear I was not as self-important and arrogant when I was 20.
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From Fred On Everything this morning:
The function of psychologists is to serve as secular priests for an irreligious age. They provide comfort for people who want reassurance from insipid hand-holders who smell slightly of some inner truth. They form a vacuous clergy relentlessly certifying the obvious. Talking to one of them is like being patted on the head and having your face wiped with a warm moist rag. It doesn’t accomplish anything, but you feel attended to.
Asked to characterize the sniper, [the psychologist] said, “Well, I think we can say that these killings are the work of a disturbed individual….”
Oh.
I received this insight with gratitude. It was comforting to learn that serial snipers weren’t normal. It is well that we have psychologists to study these truths.