Spending my afternoon reading about the psychology of those who believe conspiracy theories, because someone I know just outed herself, which doesn't surprise me much. She's said some things in the past which I brushed off as naivety. Her mom is of the "all lives matter" variety... Still, she was a friend, not a super close one, but a friend, so I never argued with her because I didn't want to make her feel stupid. Today I saw her conspiracy theory post which she seemed adamant about. It made me so sad. Then I noticed, she stopped following me on ig, lol. She also unfollowed her other Jewish friend. Here I was feeling guilty for muting her. I don't post much political stuff, but perhaps my one meme on the day Trump lost pissed her off.
I miss the days prior to 2016 when I was under the blissful illusion that people I knew had at least a baseline intelligence level. I was so certain that people in my orbit were smarter than some later revealed themselves to be. I insisted, in my own wishful delusion, that my fellow liberal leaning friends were unnecessarily arguing with ... with who? Who even would be that stupid that such obvious things like science would need to be explained? Welp. As it turns out...
I was giving people the benefit of the doubt. I claim full responsibility for my own loving form of ignorance, in not wanting to believe that any of the good people I know could in fact be quite problematic in their total lack of rationality, scientific reasoning, etc.
My friend is a covidiot conspiracy theorist. I can't believe it.
Oh well.
I hope Biden provides Americans with free education beyond high school so we can catch up with the rest of the world, in science and reality... Oy.
3:58 p.m. - 2020-11-12