Quick thought
May. 22nd, 2011 10:34 amObviously, like most of the world, I didn't believe the Rapture predictions. I'm not claiming any credit for this--aside from being completely incompatible with my worldview, I don't actually *want* the world to end, so they weren't tempting in the slightest.
But suppose for a moment I had. Or suppose I was taken in by some other obviously wrong prediction. I like to think it's not very likely but realistically I'm subject to the same cognitive biases as anyone else--they are a human commonality.
So, suppose. And suppose based on this false beliief I did things that make sense if the false belief is true but are devastating if the false belief is false. Like spend my life savings on billboards or something.
I hope, when I discovered the belief was false and everything came crashing down around me and I had done myself enormous financial or personal damage, that I would remember my friends. And I hope I would be a big enough person to realize that my true friends were not the people who had mouthed unobjectionable platitudes like "I disagree with your beliefs but I still respect them" but rather the people who had spared no effort to talk me out of hurting myself, the ones who had risked being considered rude to say bluntly "Cat, this is barking mad. You're wrong--at least behave in a way that doesn't destroy you before you figure it out."
I can't be sure, of course. I would be ashamed and hurting, and people are subject to disconfirmation bias so I suppose I would be too, and people are just not at their most reasonable at that point. But I like to think I would realize that.
Just saying.
But suppose for a moment I had. Or suppose I was taken in by some other obviously wrong prediction. I like to think it's not very likely but realistically I'm subject to the same cognitive biases as anyone else--they are a human commonality.
So, suppose. And suppose based on this false beliief I did things that make sense if the false belief is true but are devastating if the false belief is false. Like spend my life savings on billboards or something.
I hope, when I discovered the belief was false and everything came crashing down around me and I had done myself enormous financial or personal damage, that I would remember my friends. And I hope I would be a big enough person to realize that my true friends were not the people who had mouthed unobjectionable platitudes like "I disagree with your beliefs but I still respect them" but rather the people who had spared no effort to talk me out of hurting myself, the ones who had risked being considered rude to say bluntly "Cat, this is barking mad. You're wrong--at least behave in a way that doesn't destroy you before you figure it out."
I can't be sure, of course. I would be ashamed and hurting, and people are subject to disconfirmation bias so I suppose I would be too, and people are just not at their most reasonable at that point. But I like to think I would realize that.
Just saying.