To weave through a world when there’s no anonymity and everything is discoverable — we are one google away from all the answers.
But it doesn’t matter how much we know. People cognize to fit what they want to believe, regardless of the facts.
We tend to throw all the information we don’t want to hear into a deep hole.
The more we deny the truth, the more it snowballs into a series of lies, rubber-stamped onto black screens of irreality. Call it the disinformation highway.
Upon further reflection, we should be forced to deal with what’s no longer pleasant: the real world.
Disagree with it. Run away from it. But live with the doubt that we could be wrong on many issues. Tribes are meant to be broken.