Something that has always amused me: where do you draw the line between two related themes/personality/action etc that are viewed in the opposite way? That probably sounds much more confusing than I intended. Here’s an example: Where do you draw the line between quirky and weird. Between weird and creepy, and creepy and crazy. Where do you draw the line between naive and and childish, childish and clueless. Clueless and stupid. I’m not actually sure what I’m trying to say here, just thought I would take a break from writing an essay for my cinema studies paper. I think what I am trying to ask is how are the different degrees of a trait or personality determined…I suppose its all subjective, as with anything that involves judgement more than calculations. I am starting to realize that I am much more interested in raising questions than finding answers. Not sure whether it is a bad thing or not. I remember talking to my uncle on the phone somewhat recently on an international call, and he asks me what I am studying. When he heard my current minor was in philosophy he seemed surprised, he said it wasn’t really a women’s subject and he knew of no female philosophers. I must admit, after taking a first year philosophy and gender summer course (precisely to provide myself with an answer to why there was a lack of female philosophers in the curriculum) I was disappointed to see that my uncle was of this view as I considered him as quite a philosophy enthusiast. Anyway, I remember him telling me something along the lines of: philosophy does not answer anything, theology is what you should turn to for answers and I think I surprised him (and my mother sitting nearby) with the answer that I was more interested in raising questions than receiving answers. Growing up in a religious family means that everything comes with definitive answers, perhaps that is why I am so interested in questioning anything and everything that is thrown at me…even if this leads to a lot of self questioning. I think I like it this way better. Better to be curious and thought of as stupid, than be ignorant and book smart.
I’m looking up at the title at it no longer makes sense, as usual I had no directions on where I was going but sometimes its okay to be a free faller.