Spoke with my aunt-in-law today over breakfast. She is a feminist anthropologist and has a strong amount of certainty about things that I also am certain of. But our mutual “certainties” are occasionally opposite of each other. It’s annoying to be so far from the truth…or possibly right on top of it but without certain knowledge of that fact.
Pursuing objectivity in thought is probably a fool’s errand…although the appearance of that pursuit does sell newspapers.