Laundry

Old itching†, loose fur
Hot sun and heavy brushing
then a blissful nap.



"She won't let me up there."




"Nope."





Eleanor in the sun in the laundry. After a good brushing.


A list of stupid people stories. As I read through this, patterns emerge. People who never got the idea of object permanence or causality or consistency.

For various reasons, I have looked into various forms of magic and junk science, over the course of decades. Never could remember the details*, largely because they are not logical. Full of contradictory rules, like astrology and homeopathy. As I read through the above stories, it started to make sense that random 'systems' would make perfect sense to people who perhaps are unable to think logically, making up 'facts' as they go along, blind to blatant contradiction.

Conspiracy theories seem to soothe people, because at least all the awful stuff happening is on purpose, not just randomness. I personally prefer random chaos to intentional and directed malice, but I'm not a believer in... well, anything really. Comfort in chaos is not universal. And there are degrees, of course. From mild eccentricity, or religion, which are likely healthy coping mechanisms, to severe limitations.

Those irrational systems mirror irrational thought patterns, and should be studied as symptoms of disordered thinking. Just as strange phenomena need to be studied, not as objective truth, but as symptoms of how human brains malfunction. Belief in magic, ghosts, alien abductions, and other illogical processes should be treated as a brain disease array, as seriously as cancers and cardiac diseases.

How much is biological, how much environmental? And it's not just a matter of raw intelligence, because one nurse I worked with was very book-smart, but astonishingly stupid in unexpected ways. As we all are, if we are honest, but there is a range.

†Like whales...
*I have tarot cards, and use them as a way to look at problems in different ways, not as divination. I keep a cheat sheet for the meanings, because I can't remember without looking them up, every time.