OK, I've been working on a Jordan Peterson project, and this is a thing from his book Twelve Rules For Life which keeps haunting me, and which I haven't seen mentioned in any profile of him. 1/11
In that book, Jordan Peterson tells a story about a psychotherapy patient of his who told him she thought she'd been raped more than once. She drank a lot & often woke up with men not remembering what happened. She wasn't sure but she thought she might have been raped 5 times. 2/
Peterson treats this as a comic episode. He guffaws to the reader, "What does that mean… you THINK you've been raped?" And five times??? He is incredulous at the stupidity. Anyway, when women get drunk & stuff happens, it's all a big fog. That's what most "sexual assault" is.
1. One of the most important roles of the welfare state is to allow people to have priorities other than money without risking their lives and the lives of their families.
2. In today's politics this role of the welfare state is treated as a flaw—as if helping others, pursuing research, and making things that are useful or beautiful, are all frivolous luxuries, and if you do these things without becoming rich, you have achieved nothing at all.
3. Voters are encouraged to be angry about funding someone else's attempt to help others, pursue research, or make things that are useful or beautiful; that is "waste".
1. My first best friend, when I was 6, was a boy named Steven Wu. Steven's Mom was an acupuncturist, and one day after we dropped Steven off, my Dad told me acupuncture was against the law. My first experience of perceiving crime as glamourous.
2. When I was 11 years old, my father bought a CB radio. My CB handle was "Timber Wolf".
2. Once I was going out with a guy who was much more middle of the road than me. And one night, I asked him to go with me to a Guy Maddin film which was a silent movie that combined the plot of Dracula with ballet.
3. He was, shall we say, hesitant. But he agreed to go with the proviso that, if he really couldn't stand the film, he would kick me in the ankle and we would leave.
1. OK, in honor of "Cat Person", I want to tell my Nice Guy story, about a Nice Guy I once knew who was genuinely a very nice and even good guy, and yet at last he was corrupted by the evils of the world.
2. He was a sweet hard-working guy, a working class guy who was getting a liberal arts PhD while working to support himself. He was nerdy and a little chubby but not bad-looking. From a small town in the midwest. His people were farmers who voted Democrat.
3. When I first met him, he had a long-term girlfriend from home but she "didn't want to have sex outside of marriage." After we all met her, we guessed this was code for "gay but not quite ready to come out".