#Debatable

Let’s look at a popular saying that has been floating around for a long time:


Needless to say, this is an oversimplification. No one reading this is going to gladly admit that they have a “small mind.” Not only is this theory problematic, but the elitist and self-serving nature of it is perilous.

The idea that if you do X then you are A is too easy. Many different people do many different things. Athletes eat ice cream, comedians read war novels, award winning physicists watch cartoons. To say that a great mind such as a Harvard professor or a renowned philosopher never engaged in a little gossip is absurd.

To wonder and talk about what it means to be human, why we are alive, what is truth and justice is a natural human behavior. One might even say it is what separates us from the animals. Any person is capable of looking at a situation and examining its cause and effect. The unexamined life is a myth.To deny so called “small minds” this very human characteristic is not only ignorant, but dangerous. It’s on a par with classifying a race as subhuman or a religion as nothing but terrorists.


We as a species have been trying to find a way to categorize people for hundreds of years, from phrenology to the Myers-Briggs acronyms. Do we really know why? Is it truly to better understand ourselves and each other? Or is it to reinforce the notion that some people are inherently superior and authorize that belief?


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