monsterpiece42
This is interesting, thank you for sharing.
I personally would tally this up as “12%” rather than “24%”.
Or at least in my opinion, option “D” (bad person that did some good things) is most likely the closest to an objective answer and “E” (completely bad) is a totally acceptable summary. But both D and E both summarize Hitler as bad. The people summarizing him as “balanced” or “good” totaled to 12%.
To be clear, this is still horrific imo.
That’s not fair phrasing and will lead to high numbers.
Hitler wasn’t “all” bad technically, he was just so bad that the good shouldn’t matter at all. Pushing forward technology (VW Beetle, Autobahn) should is no way be justified by genocide (obviously).
A better question would have been something like “do you like Hitler overall?”
Neurotypical shit
Hell yeah
As a psychology nerd:
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the lack of understanding and empathy for others (even when their opinions are different or “wrong”
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The lack of understanding of how behavior is driven and encouraged to change.
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The comfort level with looking at something very complex and assuming you know it deeply in moments (referring to short form video “teaching” psychology and mental health stuff)
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The overall disconnect between the physical medicine community and the psychological/mental health communities (i.e. mental health is a huge driver in cancer, autoimmune, and other diseases)
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I could go on. Learning more is my passion but damn it’s so depressing when I begin to understand something and see the abounding ignorance on it
I’m guessing this is not a required demographic question in Canada.
I was the same way. I would drink tons of caffeine to slow down my brain (which made me feel productive because I could focus), but I learned to ignore the physical anxiety it gave me. I would fall asleep instantly because I was just exhausted all the time (and didn’t know, if you can believe it).
If I got to a quiet place like nature I would get butterflies and it turns out it was because I got away from the distractions of daily life and could finally feel that anxiety I learned to ignore.
Long story short, turns out I’m autistic and it was a form of masking where your body is so uncomfortable with being seen/being a problem that it will literally convince you that you’re fine. Wild. Glad I figured it out.