![]() ![]() ![]() Greg’s approach struck me as unimaginative, utilitarian. I bought one that, in my opinion, looked cool and possessed some ineffable, tonal je ne sais quoi. ![]() Greg performed a thorough analysis before assembling a capable stereo. The choices were complicated: channels, tweeters, woofers, preamps. The next year, a bunch of us bought stereos. He pointed out that my dad was a doctor, and explained that I was engaging in “motivated reasoning.” My gut was telling me what to think, and my brain was figuring out how to think it. (Shouldn’t doctors alone decide what’s best for their patients?) I got worked up, and developed many arguments to support my view I felt that I was right both practically and morally. ![]() For some reason, I took a class on health policy, and I was appalled by the idea that hospital administrators should take costs into account when providing care. We roomed together, and often had differences of opinion. He’d choose physics if he was smart enough, and economics if he wasn’t-he thought he’d know within a few months, based on his grades. I planned to be a creative-writing major Greg told me that he was deciding between physics and economics. Greg (not his real name) had a tech-support job in the same computer lab where I worked, and we became friends. I met the most rational person I know during my freshman year of college. ![]()
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