Friends,
My father unexpectedly died from a heart attack. I will be taking a week off.
Friends,
My father unexpectedly died from a heart attack. I will be taking a week off.
Economic predictions are notorious for being wrong. The next ten years are predicted to be anything from glorious to catastrophic; economists have all their bases covered. In the midst of economic confusion and chaos, we only have one tool available for explaining the world around us: theory. Different schools of thought offer mutually-exclusive theories about how the world works.
The Baltimore riots have sparked a lot of controversy. People have rushed to take sides – the cops versus the rioters, black versus white, peaceful protests versus violent protests. During these debates, lots of words get thrown around – lots of murky, ambiguous words. “Racism” is arguably the most popular, and it’s not exactly clear what the term means anymore.
Skepticism is necessary to have an accurate worldview. You can’t simply believe something because somebody told you. You have to doubt, often. At the beginning of a philosophical journey, you must even doubt yourself – are you perhaps an unreliable narrator? Can your own mind be trusted?
In the last several years, this perspective has become crystallized in my mind and developed into something like a life motto. It’s a simple principle:
Everybody is wrong about everything all the time.
The more I interact with people, the more this principle is affirmed. There are exceptions, of course, but it’s an incredibly reliable rule of thumb.