The Persistence of Obsolete Beliefs

The ancient Greeks, as usual, had a word for it, ου με πείσεις καν με πείσης — “You are not going to persuade me, even if you give me evidence to persuade me.” Established beliefs bring comfort and a sense of emotional certainty. They persist long after proven false and harmful by new evidence. Here are…

Some Thoughts on Our Death

We erroneously have believed in the past that the knowledge of our inevitable death was an exclusive one for we humans. Now we do know that elephants for sure — and probably other high mammals (especially the great apes) — do know about being alive, have a sense of selfhood, and the knowledge of their…

Death of Your Partner

We humans are above all social beings. Our evolutionary success and survival depended on it and still does. A significant part of us prompts us to cooperate, exchange affection, display altruism, compassion, loyalty, ending up feeling belonging to that group or tribe, and addition and in return, we feel joy and meaning in contributing and…

Tribalism and Human Nature

Humans are tribal creatures. Our phenomenal success on this planet depended on it. Still does. As Tribal animals, we form mutually interdependent groups, sharing matters of faith and beliefs which help with cohesiveness, meaning, and sense of belonging. We cooperate and display loyalty for the tribe we belong too. We  express altruism with readiness to assist…

Do Animals Know

We humans are “a many  splendored  thing.” We have enormous intellect, curiosity, creativity, tenacity, imagination, eagerness to “master,” pugnacity, altruism, kindness, cooperativeness, side by side with competitiveness, our altruism side-by-side with readiness to “kill the enemy” of the adjoining tribe, whoever that may be at the time. We are also the only remaining Homo  species…

On Boredom

One monotonous day is followed by another monotonous, identical day. The same things will happen, they will happen again — the same moments find us and leave us.   A month passes and ushers in another month. One easily guesses the coming events; they are the boring ones of yesterday. And the morrow ends up…