Gahh, I Hate Being Wrong!

You know what I hate? I hate being wrong! Wait, did I say wrong? Scratch that, I am never wrong.

I just hate it when someone confronts me and tries to get me to back up my views with so-called logic and reason. Listen, people—I do not base my beliefs on actual “logical thought” or “rational thinking,” okay? Do I look like some sort of college professor or something? Sheesh.

I do not so much use reason to come to my beliefs, as raw emotion. Do not try to wave “reality” in front of me. Your alleged reality just gets in the way of what I feel, all right? Geez.

How about we all just agree to make all the important decisions based on the way that I feel? If something makes me feel happy, we do it. If it makes me feel upset, we do not do it. It is a simple set of rules, really. I do not see why anyone would have a problem with it.

You always have to come in here, waving around your supposed logic, demanding that we apply reason to resolve our differences. You should really try to be more understanding of the way I feel. When we are having a conversation about politics or some other touchy subject, do not ask me questions, or try to get me to explain things. That is just rude, and if you do, I will just ignore you or accuse you of calling me names or spewing hate.

It is hateful to request that a person explain their “reasons” for believing a certain way. If I want to be scared, it is my right to be scared. If I want to be angry, that is my right. I do not need to have a good reason, so there.

I make every effort to avoid having to apply any sort of actual thought to what I believe, and I do not appreciate you trying to drag me into a logical conversation.

So just stop.

About the Author

Addison Berkeley
Naked Loon Staff Columnist

1 Comment on "Gahh, I Hate Being Wrong!"

  1. Thanks for the pointers. Nearly everyone I know is just like you, Addison.

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