My Dad taught me that lesson when I was very young.
My mom and step-dad made us go to church every Sunday. My dad knew that and when I visited he'd ask me what I thought about God. I told him I tried to believe in him but that I didn't feel like he was. He told me that people believe different things, and that he doesn't believe in God.
He didn't tell me that I shouldn't believe in God, just that it's okay if I don't and that I shouldn't believe everything that adults tell me.
I'm paraphrasing and probably forgetting parts of the conversation but the point is that for as long as I can remember I've been skeptical of what adults tell me.
I remember arguing with my second or third grade teacher about her claim that every word in the English language that starts with the letter "Q" is followed by a "u."
I think I was able to find some medical term that started with "q" and wasn't followed by "u" but she said that didn't count. I could be remembering that part wrong, but the point is that I argued with my teachers often.
I'm sure I was wrong plenty, and I was a cocky little shit, but I'll take that over mindlessly accepting everything I'm told.
He’s already learned life’s hardest lesson.
“Never trust authorities.”
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My Dad taught me that lesson when I was very young.
My mom and step-dad made us go to church every Sunday. My dad knew that and when I visited he'd ask me what I thought about God. I told him I tried to believe in him but that I didn't feel like he was. He told me that people believe different things, and that he doesn't believe in God.
He didn't tell me that I shouldn't believe in God, just that it's okay if I don't and that I shouldn't believe everything that adults tell me.
I'm paraphrasing and probably forgetting parts of the conversation but the point is that for as long as I can remember I've been skeptical of what adults tell me.
I remember arguing with my second or third grade teacher about her claim that every word in the English language that starts with the letter "Q" is followed by a "u."
I think I was able to find some medical term that started with "q" and wasn't followed by "u" but she said that didn't count. I could be remembering that part wrong, but the point is that I argued with my teachers often.
I'm sure I was wrong plenty, and I was a cocky little shit, but I'll take that over mindlessly accepting everything I'm told.
I hear you man. It's sort of depressing to know that so many people are happy being lemmings.