Most people who know me probably think I'm fairly level-headed. A man of science; hard facts. And they are right. I love science. I may not understand some of it (I flatter myself that I understand more than most), but I love it. From quantum theory, strings, particles, biology, chemistry (kind of), and physics. I love how smart our species of great ape is; how cleverly we've begun to investigate the world around us, and all of the various tacks we've used to try to understand it. I love thinking about science on a macro scale, how it all fits together in a big, beautiful, and seamless ratatouille of reality. How all of the various disciplines are just different points of view aimed at the same focus.
They may also know that one of my pet peeves is the classic logical fallacy of reasoning from ignorance1. Cue irony...
Those who know me very well, however, also know that I will believe in anything remotely2 plausible: ghosts, aliens, Bigfoot, Nessie, The Jersey Devil3, el chupacabra, what have you. So, what's the deal with this hypocrisy? For one thing, I like to keep an open mind. I mean where would we be if Copernicus didn't think "Hey! Like, what if we aren't located at the center of everything, man. Woah" (or something like that.) The point is, sometimes the most ground-breaking innovations come from bucking the status quo, going against conventional thought4.
This is one instance, for me, where asking "why not?" instead is far more gratifying. As we make more and more scientific advances, we will be able to rule out a lot of the kookier stuff like midichlorians, etc..; however, at the same time, new questions will arise - new loopholes and gray areas. We don't even know what we don't know. The sheer majestic scope of mankind's ignorance is dumbfoundingly beautiful. And that my friends, is something I believe in more firmly than anything else. I may be swayed on many topics with a good argument, but that is one of my foundational beliefs. All people, of all races, religions, creeds, and cub scout packs, are ignorant, stupid apes.
Cryptozoology then, is for me a sort of mental exercise, if you will. What if? How can that be? When you stop questioning the world around you, you've given up. When you deliberately stop using that evolutionary anomaly we call your brain, you are nothing more than a big meaty waste of food and oxygen (and you smell like cheese; FYI). Too many people have given up, and that makes me a little sad and quite a lot more angry - willful ignorance drives me bat-shit insane sometimes.
Besides choosing to believe is fun.
1 - Many atheists use as an argument against religion. I happen to enjoy metaphysics. I mean, where's all of that scientific curiosity, the skepticism? We know that we can't even see a small fraction of light; what else could our limited means of experiencing and perceiving the world be missing?
2 - And by remote I don't mean South Pole remote, I mean Hoth remote.
3 - I grew up in New Jersey, and let me tell you: The Jersey Devil. It's real, lives in the Pine Barrens and will eat your fucking face.
4 - That goes for you too, Dr. Tyson.
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