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Why I’m Not Buying the Supernatural Sale Let’s get one thing straight: I’m part of nature, we all are part as nature, we are as natural as they come. I am a part of nature, just like a carrot or a tree.  I’m so natural, I make granola look like a high-tech gadget. So when people start talking about things that are ‘ supernatural ’ or ‘ metaphysical ,’ I can’t help but raise an eyebrow. Or both. I do not believe in mysterious forces or "energies," just as I do not believe in ghosts or shamanic powers. Now, I’m not saying I don’t enjoy a good ghost story . Who doesn’t love a tale of a haunted toaster ? But when it comes to real life, I’m firmly grounded in the here and now. I’m a liberal humanist, which is just a fancy way of saying I believe in people. And not in a “I believe in fairies” kind of way. More like, “I believe we’ve got this, team human!” You see, I reckon all the good, the bad, and the ugly of the universe is packed inside us humans . If we were to vanish tomorrow...

The myth of the noble savage is a story that some people believe about indigenous peoples. It’s the idea that people who live in traditional societies, close to nature, are more innocent and good than people in modern societies . It’s like saying they are like superheroes of goodness because they haven’t been changed by cities and technology. But this is not fair because it makes it seem like these people are not fully human with their own complex lives and choices. It’s important to remember that all people, no matter where they live, are capable of both great and not-so-great things , just like everyone else. The Noble Savage: A Troublesome Cliché  The concept of my blog is to humorously challenge myths while maintaining respect. Today, I address the lasting and intriguing notion of the "Noble Savage" myth. Let’s set the scene: Imagine a world where the “noble savage” is not just a character in an outdated screenplay but a stereotype that’s been invited to dinner and is n...

In a recent debate with a Slovenian guest, she expressed shame and embarrassment for being a Western white person, in light of the historical crimes attributed to white people. I countered that I am accountable only for my own actions and words, rejecting the biblical notion of inheriting the sins of one's ancestors, especially given that we have had millions of them.  My message is clear: personal responsibility is paramount, and the past should inform, not dictate, our present. Why I’m Not My Ancestor’s Keeper In today’s world, where the past is often a click away, there’s a growing conversation about collective responsibility. It’s a notion that suggests we carry the weight of our ancestors’ actions on our shoulders, like a family heirloom that’s too heavy to put down. But here’s the thing: I didn’t choose the heirloom, and I certainly didn’t sign up to be its eternal caretaker. The Great-Great-Grandparent Clause Let’s get one thing straight: my great-great-grandparents were the...

In this blog entry, I aim to dive into the complexities surrounding the historical context and contemporary values related to the "invasion" of Brazil, a topic of debate with a Brazilian friend.  The Great Time Travel Tribunal - Judging the Past by Today’s Standards  Dear history buffs and time travelers! Have you ever strapped on your virtual reality goggles, dialed back the clock a few centuries, and found yourself utterly appalled by the fashion choices of the 1700s ? “What’s with all the wigs and corsets?” we cry from the comfort of our yoga pants and hoodies. But before we start canceling our ancestors for their questionable taste in attire, let’s take a moment to consider the context. You see, back in the day, those wigs were the height of sophistication, and corsets were the Spanx of yesteryear. It’s easy to point fingers when you’re not the one trying to impress at the court of Louis, right? Now, let’s talk about values. It’s no secret that those folks had some, let’...