Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Nothings Makes Sense

There are days I question whether my appreciation for intelligent people makes any sense. Is it their intelligence I appreciate? Or it is what I perceive as evidenced by a person's alignment with my beliefs or opinions?

I am more likely to like/appreciate/value/respect a person whose opinions and values and philosophies of life parallel mine. But I find, so often, that someone who shares my political perspectives, for example, doesn't share certain particularly important, fundamental, values I hold to be vital to a person's humanity.

That just goes to show that we're multi-dimensional beasts. I can overlook disagreements in some areas. I can't overlook them in others. But the measures of whether I can or can't overlook disagreements are moving targets. I think those measures depend, in part, on a complex mix of philosophies and their interactions with one another.

Forgive me. I'm on my third shot of high-end tequila. Nothing makes sense right about now.


TaraDharma said...

it is the way fun but evil drink that is messing with you!!

It'll make sense again in the morning. Trust me.

Kathy Rogers said...

On the contrary, things should be making perfect sense to you now.

On the other hand, more than half of the TRULY stupid things I have done in my life have been done under the influence of tequila.

But they made sense at the time!