Are Drugs Even Bad?

Obviously some drugs are bad altogether, and all drugs are bad if abused.

But almost no one thinks all drugs are bad, all the time.

Of course caffeine is the prime example of this. Even your most heavily addicted coffee chugging friend is probably not going to pawn your TV to get their fix.

Yea you can still get too wired, or have a headache from caffeine withdrawal, but we have all pretty much accepted that caffeine is fine to be addicted to.

There’s a point to coffee! It kick-starts your day! BOOM. Go. Kick-ass. It is a little luxury, a tiny escape, a methylxanthine comfort. Continue reading

Why I Started Admitting I Was Wrong

Dale Carnegie said in How to Win Friends and Influence People, that if any of us were right more than half the time, we’d be making a killing on Wall Street.

It feels like others would lose respect for someone who admits they have been wrong, but the opposite is true. Continue reading

Is Individuality Necessary for Social Order?

What does it mean to be organized? Usually it means “stuff” is defined based on it’s individual characteristics, and put in a place based on that classification.

We organize our desk by recognizing pens, pencils, and markers as writing utensils, and putting them in the drawer. Then we categorize pencils, pens, and markers separately based on their individual characteristics, and put them on the left, middle, and right. Continue reading

Are Photos Stealing Your Soul?

Some say certain tribes from all over the world have believed in the past that a photograph can steal your soul.

More recently, studies have suggested that taking pictures actually makes it harder to remember an event. I guess since we have a physical record of it, we let the mental record slip. And then when we look at the photo, we let that serve as the memory instead of revisiting the moment in our minds.

But the other day I realized that photos have been stealing my soul in a different way. When I find myself in a picturesque moment, instead of basking in the joy of life, I sometimes feel the drive to preserve it in a picture. Continue reading