when did you think independently?

[hyperhammy]

Around the time I moved back to Germany, so around 12.
Mostly because my American teachers were all dumb as fuck,
I trusted them until I moved back and realised how much crap they told me. =(

 

[Elric Randall]

Around the time I moved back to Germany, so around 12.
Mostly because my American teachers were all dumb as fuck,
I trusted them until I moved back and realised how much crap they told me. =(

I don't disagree with you, but what made your teachers dumb? What crap did they tell you?

 

[hyperhammy]

Around the time I moved back to Germany, so around 12.
Mostly because my American teachers were all dumb as fuck,
I trusted them until I moved back and realised how much crap they told me. =(

I don't disagree with you, but what made your teachers dumb? What crap did they tell you?

"There are 100 meters in a kilometer." (Btw... it's 1000)
"Germans are nazis!" (Wow thanks *****, that made my life easier!)
etc...etc...
I was mostly pissed at their attitude: "Even if what I'm telling you is wrong, you have no right to talk back to me!"

 

[Elric Randall]

Around the time I moved back to Germany, so around 12.
Mostly because my American teachers were all dumb as fuck,
I trusted them until I moved back and realised how much crap they told me. =(

I don't disagree with you, but what made your teachers dumb? What crap did they tell you?

"There are 100 meters in a kilometer." (Btw... it's 1000)
"Germans are nazis!" (Wow thanks *****, that made my life easier!)
etc...etc...
I was mostly pissed at their attitude: "Even if what I'm telling you is wrong, you have no right to talk back to me!"

I want to believe that such obvious bullshit wasn't taught in OUR schools, but then I walk past a campus and I can smell it.

That attitude you spoke of seems less prevalent in colleges, though. With my teachers, it's more "This is what's required, here are the tools, we'll help if you need it". Campus security on the other hand...

 

[the Dept of Science]

I remember when I was 7ish questioning the existence of Santa Clause with the same rigour with which philosophers question that of God.

However, I would say its only in the last few years when I have started regularly questioning what people tell me, either in my head or out loud.

 

[Okuu_Fusion]

13, perhaps... I pretty much went with the flow until I suddenly realized why the hell aren't the teachers teaching me anything? All they do is shove me in a classroom and tell everyone to look busy...

 

[Regular Guy]

I was never gullible. A family friend tried to amuse me with the old "cover your eyes OH LOOK WHERE DID I GO" trick when I was two or three. I called her an idiot.

I realized the easter bunny and santa were bullshit at around 5, so I guess that was the start of my independent thinking.

At around 10 I realized how nonsensical religion was, but my parents were never devout (read: stupid) about it anyway. Never went to church, Sunday school, prayed before eating, or anything else religious.

 

[zehydra]

middle school. 7-8th grade.

 

[SnipErlite]

And what if my mind was cleansed of all problems, what kind of problems? Because my faults make me, well, me, and I don't want some deity fucking with them.

That......that's actually quite a good point 0_O I never thought about that. Huh.

Although I suppose the afterlife is so perfect, while you'd still be you with your faults I always imagined you'd be, like, able to choose how old you were....although what if your like mother chose to be 18ish and so did you..... 0_O that'd be fucking weird.

Oooh unless everyone views heaven from a different perspective? Like you see people how you remember them best, like your parents grown up and friends your age. But they see it from their perspective? Hm :S

Who the fuck knows?

.....Now I'm into philosophical speculation mode. No sleep for me tonight, for a good few hours at least....

Oh and erm OT: No idea. Probably when I was....10ish? Depends about what. I believed what my parents told me back then but not a set afterlife and deity. Rebellion against all other authority came later

 

[Mechsoap]

i think i started around 9 because people bullied me so i decided i dident have to hang out with these people...

 

[blaqknoise]

I think at about 12 years old.

 

[aLivingPheonix]

Probably since I was 5 or 6. My parent's encouraged independent thought.

 

[Dango]

Pretty recently, I'm 15 and it's really just because my parents are cheap, selfish assholes

What makes your parents selfish assholes?

Not that I intend to sound rude but most of the time when some teenager calls their parents stupid and selfish its because said teenager is himself dumb and doesn't know any better.

Believe me, my parents are quite selfish/stupid, mainly my dad. I'll give one example:

On father's day, my mom planned a really nice sounding expedition through some rather other class towns, and after a few hours she had convinced me and my brother to agree to go. So we all got into the car, ready to experience a day of relaxing walking through several nice neighborhoods. And then, I guess my dad thought "Fuck that", and took us grocery shopping. That's right, he completely ignored all of us and used as his personal work force. Fuck. That. I've got plenty more examples too, and they're much worse.

 

[Ironic Pirate]

And what if my mind was cleansed of all problems, what kind of problems? Because my faults make me, well, me, and I don't want some deity fucking with them.

That......that's actually quite a good point 0_O I never thought about that. Huh.

Although I suppose the afterlife is so perfect, while you'd still be you with your faults I always imagined you'd be, like, able to choose how old you were....although what if your like mother chose to be 18ish and so did you..... 0_O that'd be fucking weird.

Oooh unless everyone views heaven from a different perspective? Like you see people how you remember them best, like your parents grown up and friends your age. But they see it from their perspective? Hm :S

Who the fuck knows?

.....Now I'm into philosophical speculation mode. No sleep for me tonight, for a good few hours at least....

Oh and erm OT: No idea. Probably when I was....10ish? Depends about what. I believed what my parents told me back then but not a set afterlife and deity. Rebellion against all other authority came later

I'm almost thinking everyone gets their own afterlife, and it's custom to them, but that begs the question, what if reality is far different from this, and we're in someone's heaven? It just has extraordinarily intelligent AI, if we could be called that. Which begs the additional question, what happens when we die? Do we get recycled? Are we even real? Is reality even possible to prove, and what makes something not reality?

Also, what if the afterlife is just run by a really technically advanced group of aliens, possibly for observation, possibly out of kindness. But what if they run out of funding, or have gathered enough evidence? Would it all just end?

What if our entire existence is just an experiment? Why can't I stop thinking about this?

 

[Ophiuchus]

Longer ago than I can remember. My parents were always big on letting me think for myself, make my own mistakes and then, if necessary, guiding me in how to not make those mistakes again. That's one thing in life I'll always be grateful for.

 

[Communist partisan]

I always think independent... expept than my father tells me to do something beacose if I don't lisen he'll kick me out.

 

[I Resurection I]

Im 17, and everything seems to be coming into focus so to say. I have to be held accountable for my actions and I have to make those "important decisions" myself without the help of others.

 

[Dango]

SNIP

No he didn't need help with the groceries, we were already full on everything we needed, which we kept telling him, but he thought since they're were four us we could get the non-existent work done better. And when we were leaving the grocery store, the car didn't start, so we got a toe truck to come and jump start it, which pissed my dad off for the rest of the day. And I'm the only one home all day, so I have to do all of the chores around the house, and make my own food. Which can be a bit of a hassle when I also have school work to do. Not to mention that my father has responded to me not doing chores with things like "What the fuck is this shit?" and "Can you just unload the fucking dishwasher?" and "Get off your ass and do the laundry." even though I do those things all the fucking time (all fucking day). In addition to this, when he's home he walks around muttering things to himself like "I wish I was an independent millionaire..." and "My life is sooo strange, so strange...". And the point of the story before was that my mom had planned an entire full day trip just to make my dad happy, and he fucked it all up. He also completely screwed up everything our first trip to my brother's college. My mom had literally planned out an entire schedule, and informed every one of it. My dad would have none of that, instead doing whatever the hell he wanted and ensured the we got to spend as little time with my brother as possible, and this was the last time my parents would get to see my brother for months. I would go into detail about that more, but this rant is getting a little long.

Rant over.

EDIT: And just to clarify, I really don't care about him acknowledging my work or accomplishments. I just want him to stop being so fucking oblivious and realize that we try are hardest to make him happy.

 

[SnipErlite]

I'm almost thinking everyone gets their own afterlife, and it's custom to them, but that begs the question, what if reality is far different from this, and we're in someone's heaven? It just has extraordinarily intelligent AI, if we could be called that. Which begs the additional question, what happens when we die? Do we get recycled? Are we even real? Is reality even possible to prove, and what makes something not reality?

Also, what if the afterlife is just run by a really technically advanced group of aliens, possibly for observation, possibly out of kindness. But what if they run out of funding, or have gathered enough evidence? Would it all just end?

What if our entire existence is just an experiment? Why can't I stop thinking about this?

0_O

Oh bugger.....THESE ARE TOO DEEP FOR THIS TIME OF NIGHT.

Why do deep thoughts n shit always turn up when I want to sleep? It's so unhelpful! Although the alien idea is intriguing.... hmmm. Maybe we're in the Matrix...or a Matrix run by people who themselves are in a matrix! Maybe it's infinite! Maybe it loops! Maybee....ahh *head boom*

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