A fascinating post on why so many people insist they are bad at math.
It is very sad to see people who were so zombified by their manipulative and abusive parents that even in adulthood they keep trying to explain why their parents were completely justified in not loving them. Pay attention to the linked post’s title. The naked masochism is terrifying.
“I saw a job ad on Craigslist recently that asked for five years of Exchange 2013 experience. Five years. For a product that’s been out for a few months. Yeah, good luck filling that one.” I don’t doubt for a moment that this is true because I happen to know quite well who is often in charge of creating job ads and just how clueless they can be.
Colleges keep building enormous stadiums that can’t be filled. There must be a psychoanalytical explanation for this weird obsession.
If these shoes don’t make you smile, I don’t know what will.
A Montrealer asks, “If such a thing as psycho-geography exists, then surely there should be a market for psycho-geographical counselling?” The answer is, yes, of course. One can definitely remove the traumatic associations with certain places through therapy. I have used it to turn “No Heaven” back to “New Haven.”

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