Boy, where has the time gone ... I've been meaning to reply to this thread all week, but I haven't been able to!
Chimera said:
And of course, if you mentioned Sarte to most of them, you'd only get blank stares...
Or Sade. Or Rousseau. Or Proudhon. Or Bakunin. Or Carducci. Really, mention anyone that doesn't exist much outside TV and expect to get blank stares. Unless, of course, an INTJ or INTP are present in the congregation you are addressing!
Chimera said:
You know, I'm genuinely curious how you got so involved in the medical community so early...my current academic interest lies in biology, but I'm only just getting my feet wet. Honestly if I heard someone in my school was studying under one of the top neurologists, I would be fascinated. Really though...how did you manage that?
When I was eleven, my mother was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis (MS). If you didn't know already, it's a demylenating autoimmune disease of the central nervous system. I knew that I wanted to be a doctor (cardiovascular surgeon) when I was six, but I lacked a clear motivation for wanting to be one. Suffice to say, my mother's diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis shifted my focus from the cardiovascular system to the central nervous system. Since then, I've been doing extensive reading (The Multiple Sclerosis Handbook, various college level Anatomy & Physiology textbooks, The Remarkable Story of Copaxone, to name a few books). Luckily, Big Pharma loves to hold programs to inform people of their drugs. They often have doctors speak at these programs. Usually the doctors are pretty prominent on the local or national level.
Being an INTP, I have a lot of questions and am always searching for truth. Thus, while at these programs, I would often introduce myself to the neurologists and ask them questions. I've been confused for a Medical School student numerous times, and have often been asked if I would be interested in doing a research rotation in several offices/clinics. However, when the doctors then asked me my age (15), they usually retracted their offers. One in particular, the one I am now volunteering under, didn't since he likes to teach and sees a lot of potential in me. He'll often make me perform tedious tasks around his office, catalog research, assist in the bio-engineering lab, etc. . .
In a nutshell, I just networked unintentionally. I never asked doctors questions or discussed theories with them and expected to open doors for myself. I wanted answers so I could move on to something else. Fortunately, the opportunities and the discussion I'm able to have is intellectually stimulating. Unfortunately, I'm not able to think of much else or really research anything else because my time is now monopolized. I hope that clears things up.
Chimera said:
In current society, perhaps...there are plenty of ancient stories which paint women as the face of evil though, and those are spread throughout the world. We are the deceivers, the manipulators, and the temptresses, after all. Unfortunately for you though, you're right--quiet, anti-social tendencies are typically labeled as "shy" for females and "sociopathic" for males.
Yeah, I was talking about 'modern times'. I've found that if you try and discuss historical gender stereotypes and roles with the masses, that -- like when discussing philosophers/philosophy -- you'll get a lot of blank stares or the occasional, head-to-wall frustrating, "that's in the past, so it doesn't mean anything now in 2011" response.
Chimera said:
Ah, but are you extending the same courtesy to them?
And I'm not saying you need to suddenly turn into an extrovert...I'm not really into preaching hypocrisy, if I can help it. If you can deal with the consequences of being noticeably introverted in an extrovert-dominated world (for example, being picked on by teachers), then by all means, ignore everyone to your heart's content. And I say that with affection. ^-^
I've been practicing extroversion in the classes of the teachers whom like to give me trouble. They've been a lot easier on me. Unfortunately, I'm not learning anything and I'm (mostly) miserable for the time that I feel like I'm being coerced into socialization. On the bright side, I've learned to curtail my thoughts a bit, shut my mind down (...), grow a sense of humor, and laugh/smile at every unfunny (and funny!) thing that is said. I'm going to show people who they want to see, while privately being my own person.
Psychologically, I guess, I've adapted a 'Machiavellian' attitude. Gaming the system is fun.
EditorOne said:
First off, we're not a messed-up community, we are God's own prototype, as Puffy said. What's with the negative vibrations? How about some high self esteem instead of, implicit in the various comments, a feeling (damn your eyes for having feelings!) that any explanation is inadequate.
If I announced us as God's own prototype (no matter how true it might be!), I'd just create more problems for myself. The negative vibrations stem from an overly cynical view of the world and its people. The things I like are, typically, debunked as junk by the rest of society.
EditorOne said:
Believing the situation can be fully corrected in one stroke is probably not wise. It's more like dropping a speed limit on a dangerous road: Not everyone will adjust, but some adjustment will take place and the problem will not be as severe. Instead of thinking you're going to do a Columbine on them, and they'll be blamed, they'll instead think of you as merely eccentric.
You are right. Rome wasn't built in a day, and neither was the (future) successful doctor's career.
Vrecknidj said:
You could always use high school as a chance to practice Extroversion. I didn't begin practicing until college.
I'm practicing now. It's unenjoyable (mostly because of the mundane discussion). Does it get better in college because you can (hopefully) identify people with similar interests due to people having to declare majors and then take classes pertinent to that major?
pjoa09 said:
Well to answer your question to my answer, by displaying your fairly intense desire for solitude while everyone is chatting makes you like a big red dot in a black background. You become a minority and an odd minority. You attract attention. Try being a bit maroon.
I'm doing just that.
pjoa09 said:
The whole jacket thing also should worry other people. Though I don't see why you got a zero for wearing a jacket. Seems like where you live you should have been persecuted by now.
The jacket situation... eh, I'll explain it:
I went to a fancy "Liberal Arts Preparatory" charter school for the first semester of my sophomore year. The school had a strict, business dress code. I adhered to the school's policies until Winter came around and the school tried selling paper-thin sweaters for forty dollars. Outraged, I just decided to wear my own sweatshirt to school when it was cold outside (below 50 Fahrenheit).
Well, that didn't go over so well.
"INTP, you aren't allowed to have that sweatshirt on school grounds."
"It's thirty degrees outside and barely seventy in the classrooms. Until you raise the thermostat, I'm going to wear my sweatshirt because I'm cold."
"You can't do that. If you want to wear a sweatshirt in class, you need to buy one with the school's logo on it. You can buy one at the office for forty dollars, INTP."
"That's asinine. It makes no sense for me to spend three times more than I paid for this heavy, thick jacket to get a paper-thin one simply because it has the school's logo on it. In addition, you are coercing students into buying a school sweatshirt by keeping the classrooms at an abnormal temperature."
That's almost word-for-word the conversation I had with the principal of the school. He could only tell me that it was school policy and that nobody else had trouble conforming to the school's rules. At that point, I also told him that most people are stupid enough to jump off of a bridge if they were told to. He didn't appreciate that comment and then threatened my grades if I continued to wear my cheaper, more efficient sweatshirt. On principle alone, I decided to wear my sweatshirt (A) because what the school was trying to do was extortion and inhumane and (B) my copy of the school handbook (from the start of the year) didn't say anything about grades being able to be lowered if a non-school approved sweatshirt was worn.
A few days later, I was confronted with a choice: take my sweatshirt off inside a sixty degree building, run to my locker and put it away or be late to my last hour (we were having a test). I decided to be a semi-good student and meet the particular teacher half-way. I took off of my sweatshirt (refused to go back to my locker on the grounds that I shouldn't have to choose between being late to a class and getting a detention for that or getting a detention for not complying with the dean of student's request), and put it in my lap. Fast forward a few minutes into the class, and the Dean of Students came in, saw where my sweatshirt was, pulled out his detention slips, and began to write me on after walking out of the classroom. Stupidly, I followed him out of the classroom to receive my detention (which I didn't serve, by the way).
He explained to me that I had a choice. I told him that, while I did have a choice, none of my options were particularly appealing. I was damned if I did, damned if I didn't. Then he said something about not liking me, which I laughed at, and went back into my scheduled class to finish my test (and I ended up getting points docked for leaving in the middle of it (to talk to the Dean of Students)).
That whole jacket incident was really the straw that broke the camel's back. I could tolerate all the silly rules that the school had up to that point, but when they were forcing money out of people who didn't have any to give in the first place, I felt like I had to take a stand. Later on, after I transferred from that school to the one I'm at now, I found out from a teacher that liked me that there were plans to institute a ex post facto rule when the weather warmed up (regarding sweatshirts) so they could lower my last semester grades and further ruin my permanent record.
My dad ended up filing a formal complaint against the Board of Education, and the Prep School ended up losing it's public funding because it wasn't in compliance with several federal and state requirements regarding the health and safety of its students. There was also a criminal investigation launched into the Dean of Students because a female student alleged that he made sexual advances to her in after-school tutoring.
Nota bene: I'm a man of principle. I don't care about laws or rules because I live by my own code. I won't do anything which goes against my own system of morality or common sense. Spending an obscene amount of money on a worthless jacket, well, violates common sense irregardless whatever the policy of the school may be.