Thintelligence

Thintelligence

I think that Crichton was the first to coin this phrase, back in the good old days of “Jurassic park”, regarding the basic lack on intelligence of some people in regards to modern development.

As of late, the brew-ha-ha has been wrapped up in global warming. Some just flat out don’t believe it exists. This one is most puzzling to me. Look at a map from the 1950’s, and one from last year. Do notice that the ice shelves are different, please. They are “smaller”. This means that the temperature near those ice shelves is “warmer”, hence the term…’global warming’.

I had a bit of an argument with some women last week who, for some odd reason, have decided that vaccinations are not for their children. At first, I didn’t even know what to say. Umm…polio or tetanus anyone? The false rumours about the vaccines causing autism have been proven over and over to be just a bunch of crap, but these “mavens of the modern age” just stick to the weirdo websites that spout this misinformation. They probably read that dung when they aren’t out worshipping trees or whatever it is weird chicks do these days.

I went in last year to try to buy some Mercurachrome for a cut that was infected, and the lady behind the drugstore counter gave me the funniest look when I complained that I couldn’t find any on the shelves. “Sir, mercury was outlawed a long time ago”. I guess that is why it stung so much?

Thintelligence. I do believe Michael said it was a case of “doing something because you can, not because you should.”

I’ve seen a lot of people trying to shy away from the modern age. People I know spend more time fencing and making ren-fair outfits than they do learning how to shoot a gun or drive defensively. Trust me, oh Romeo, my 357 is much faster than your “blade”.

Now, don’t get me wrong…I have nothing against hobbies at all. Hell, I fence daily and build a lot of weird models that I put on shelves to irritate my wife. If the house is broken into in the middle of the night, I will probably reach for a shotgun, not a claymore, though. That bloody sword would really wreck the drywall.