I'm very impressed with your analyses. I think the shibboleth, "Follow the science," suggests that there are correct, true, right, undebatable views--and we must not challenge these views because we risk damaging our health and the health of our loved ones. In other words, debate just opens a can of worms when the proper conclusions an…
I'm very impressed with your analyses. I think the shibboleth, "Follow the science," suggests that there are correct, true, right, undebatable views--and we must not challenge these views because we risk damaging our health and the health of our loved ones. In other words, debate just opens a can of worms when the proper conclusions and their policies should simple be accepted. I'm so glad Exulansic doesn't hesitate to challenge. She is becoming my role model for presenting unpopular views that challenge a religious scientific belief. I did have a lesbian friend who distressed me with a delusional attachment to another non lesbian woman 30 years younger, married to a man and helping to raise two boys with him. Since most people (including her therapist) did not support this relationship, she turned off her phone to shield herself from opposing views. I started sending her rock and roll songs with lyrics that mirrored her obsession. One week, for example, she was so upset that she didn't know if she would get a firm commitment--that she stated she MUST visit her love's veterinarian clinic and profess her undying love. "I've got to wrap this up!" she insisted. I sent her a youtube video of Sam and Dave singing "Wrap it Up I'll take it!" Ex of lyrics: " No more will I shop around--I've found the best love in town!" Then my friend called her psychics and they advised her to wait--the friend would definitely call her in January. I sent her Diana Ross's song, "You can't hurry love, You just have to wait..." I also sent her tons of cartoons from the Internet gently mocking her addiction. One, I recall, was a photo of a bunch of female veterinarian techs crowded around the door to an office eagerly striving to look in. The caption was "Trying to get a look at the newest addition to the veterinarian practice. But a second shot shows they are going crazy over an adorable Golden Retriever--not a sexy male collegue. She thanked me several times for cheering her up. I imagine we could all go crazy for love. Some of us are even willing to mutilate ourselves in the quest for societal acceptance.
I'm very impressed with your analyses. I think the shibboleth, "Follow the science," suggests that there are correct, true, right, undebatable views--and we must not challenge these views because we risk damaging our health and the health of our loved ones. In other words, debate just opens a can of worms when the proper conclusions and their policies should simple be accepted. I'm so glad Exulansic doesn't hesitate to challenge. She is becoming my role model for presenting unpopular views that challenge a religious scientific belief. I did have a lesbian friend who distressed me with a delusional attachment to another non lesbian woman 30 years younger, married to a man and helping to raise two boys with him. Since most people (including her therapist) did not support this relationship, she turned off her phone to shield herself from opposing views. I started sending her rock and roll songs with lyrics that mirrored her obsession. One week, for example, she was so upset that she didn't know if she would get a firm commitment--that she stated she MUST visit her love's veterinarian clinic and profess her undying love. "I've got to wrap this up!" she insisted. I sent her a youtube video of Sam and Dave singing "Wrap it Up I'll take it!" Ex of lyrics: " No more will I shop around--I've found the best love in town!" Then my friend called her psychics and they advised her to wait--the friend would definitely call her in January. I sent her Diana Ross's song, "You can't hurry love, You just have to wait..." I also sent her tons of cartoons from the Internet gently mocking her addiction. One, I recall, was a photo of a bunch of female veterinarian techs crowded around the door to an office eagerly striving to look in. The caption was "Trying to get a look at the newest addition to the veterinarian practice. But a second shot shows they are going crazy over an adorable Golden Retriever--not a sexy male collegue. She thanked me several times for cheering her up. I imagine we could all go crazy for love. Some of us are even willing to mutilate ourselves in the quest for societal acceptance.
Thank you very much. I have done a quick look at Exulansic and see what you mean. I will note for future reference.
Oh how people have been messed up by Nazi chemicals and Marxist propaganda! And they are all looking for love.