I only have a BA, but I got to get a dual one in history & philosophy, and the combo did a real number on anything I thought/assumed/had been told. I was already demanding answers, had been sicne I was a kid, and suddenly I git to do it in a ehole new way. Constructs that "explained" X, Y and Z, suddenly started to look wobbly and then fell apart when wuestioned more rigourously. But kids aren't taught to do that. Heck, on both sides of the degree I encountered "This is/was the way it is/was", and started to push back. This wasn't always appreciated but I was mostly fortunate in my teachers there, they reacted well.
I like questions. I don't mind not having answers. That last seems to be the hardest part for most people. Once you start questioning things, when do you stop? What of there aren't answers to find, or ones that aren't sokid or can't be firmed inti a simple A-B construct?
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I only have a BA, but I got to get a dual one in history & philosophy, and the combo did a real number on anything I thought/assumed/had been told. I was already demanding answers, had been sicne I was a kid, and suddenly I git to do it in a ehole new way. Constructs that "explained" X, Y and Z, suddenly started to look wobbly and then fell apart when wuestioned more rigourously. But kids aren't taught to do that. Heck, on both sides of the degree I encountered "This is/was the way it is/was", and started to push back. This wasn't always appreciated but I was mostly fortunate in my teachers there, they reacted well.
I like questions. I don't mind not having answers. That last seems to be the hardest part for most people. Once you start questioning things, when do you stop? What of there aren't answers to find, or ones that aren't sokid or can't be firmed inti a simple A-B construct?