Then, one day, I was reading an interview with AI maniac Ray Kurzweil where he said he did some of his best inventing in lucid dreams. Weird, ok. Gotta tell Levi about this one.
Later I started reading stuff by lucid dreaming prodigy Beverly D'Urso, and I thought "Holy crap, this girl is good." I had to look her up and stalk her a little. It turns out she has a PhD in artificial intelligence. Ok, now this is weird . . *flicks the light switch, counts fingers. *
Figuring out what accounts for weird clusterings of traits is a big passtime for me and Levi. Levi's an actuary/data scientist and I've got a background in anthropology. We're a good team.
Every time I go to the casino, I see three or four people with neck braces. I work at a pretty crowded college, and I can walk around for a month without seeing a neck brace. Why the clustering at casinos? Well, my running theory is that the kind of people who commit insurance fraud tend to also be addicted to gambling; they're preoccupied with making it big in a way that doesn't depend on conventional factors like skill, work, and heredity. The explanation fits well enough that I don't lie awake wondering about neck braces at casinos.
But the connection between me and my kinsmen proved more elusive. There seem to be all of these people, unknown to each other, inventing for themselves the same strange culture. When this blog started to get semi-popular, people started to email me. "You're into both Stoicism and anarchism, too? That's odd..."
So the other day, I was in the car, listening to Vampire Weekend's album Contra, and it came to me:
"Never pick sides / never choose between two."
(It took me a week to realize that the song I was listening to is probably what subconsciously prompted my revelation.)
If there is a sole attribution, a first cause for all of the eerily aligned interests of People Like Us, it is this: our profound distrust of canonical trade-offs.
I know professor types who won't work out because fitness is for dumb jocks. Fitness types I know don't read because reading is for pathetic nerds. I've always wondered why one couldn't just as well be smart, cool, and buff. The brains/brawn dichotomy is false. That trade-off is a lie. Most people will agree to that. But to hang a question mark on some of the other canonical trade-offs, it would seem you have to be a Dork Like Me.
* Important note (mom): I don't identify with all of the following. I don't know anyone who does. But most of my eery similars align themselves with at least about half of the listed refutations.
Having found that so many of my ways can be explained by an a priori impulse, I have to say I'm a little disheartened.
You can't explain something without explaining it away.
Or at least that's what they say :)
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