Nightmare Scenario
Imagine the daily torment of being married to someone high in neuroticism (emotional instability), low in conscientiousness, low in agreeableness, and eager to try anything new or exciting.
Imagine a spouse with the psychological profile of a Green Party member. pic.twitter.com/szrZP9A8o9
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[ Looks at results of personality test taken last night while morbidly curious. ]
[ Laughs. ]
“Pros: Fantastic sex.”
“Cons: Everything else.”
Beyond the jokes about unhinged college women, I’m not even sure the sex thing is true, at least not over time. Neuroticism tends to correlate with low sexual and marriage satisfaction. And as someone quips in reply,
Not a trivial consideration, I’d say.
Makes you wonder why we suddenly need these…
Yes. Because we are so good at keeping men out of women’s other spaces, let’s create more women-only spaces. That will work out well…for the lawyers.
Before anyone asks.
They both paid the price? No, I’d argue one paid a helluva lot more – and may still be paying.
As it is nearly the end of the month and I’ve gift links to give, here is a New York times article that is backfiring on that newspaper. The reporter wanted us to feel sorry for the US citizen whose Social Security number and identity was stolen . . . as well as the man who stole it.
Except, the US citizen has had to pay inordinate fines to the Internal Revenue Service because of income earned by the thief and reported under his name. he has had to fight bureaucracy and only recently has anyone cared. And there is still no word whether the IRS will return the money to him.
But the thief – oh, boo hoo, he paid into social security he will never collect. Sure, he has a criminal past but he’s a changed man, I tell you. Is he really? Then perhaps he can do the right thing and self-deport. I would also expect him to offer restitution to the man whose identity he used but that won’t happen.
When I see people say our society is too much like Orwell’s “1984” I tell them no – go watch the movie “Brazil.”
See also the New Yorker, where the high-status thing to do is to gush with pretentious sympathy for a man whose anti-social activities include armed robbery and a spot of murder.
Because perversity is where it’s at, cat.
[ Starts compiling Friday’s Ephemera. ]
[ Sniggering. ]
Oh, he’s more than just a thief. He also killed a grandfather riding a motorised tricycle with his granddaughter. The article says it was due to a mechanical fault (broken serpentine belt) but forgive me for thinking that with someone who has a history of DUIs there might be more to the story*. Starting of course with the fact that had he not been in the country illegally, driving a car illegally under a stolen identity, the accident would never have occurred.
He’s just a poster boy for suicidal empathy.
*It’s in the New York Times (a former newspaper) so I always just assume they’re lying.
Yesterday aelfheld pointed us to this: World’s Strongest Woman.
Today…always delete your homemade pron before competing.
Slightly annoyingly, the Post still calls him her throughout.
I’m not sure that skirt is working for you, madam.
Also, heavy breathing.
“Tiny little cooter cap”. Tiny? Compared to a Genoa, yeah, but not by much.
Honesty in unlikely places.
Our beauty school technician has the decency to concede what he is, i.e., a man, and so that’s something.
His cross-dressing isn’t an imposition in the usual way these things are, and which tend to come with demands that everyone else participates in the pretence. I mean, being a cross-dressing man is a little peculiar, but he doesn’t seem keen to make others jump through hoops or lie about what they see.
I get the impression one could have a civil discussion without the risk of meltdowns and shrieking about some imagined victimhood. And hey, I’ll take that over the alternatives.
‘Cooter cap’?
Sshhh. Some of us are trying not to think about that.
Trying quite hard.
Calvin sans Hobbes.
[ Weighs merits of sausages for tea. ]
‘Cooter cap’?
Her words, not mine…
Some men like ’em big.
There’s a flour related joke nearby.
Did you ever take whatever that supposedly accurate personality test is that gives you a four letter result like ‘gtqr’ or whatever? Can’t recall the name but it’s popular with the smart set…so called. Years ago an acquaintance encouraged me to take it. Got different results the three or so times I took it. And yes, I was giving honest answers…in the moment.
Yeah…yeah…not sure that strategy would work in this case. For a couple reasons…
I must’ve taken half a dozen or so over the years – I forget some of the names – from basic tests to quite elaborate ones, and they’ve all come out looking much like the one above.
About average in agreeableness (with peaks in flexibility and, surprisingly, patience). About average in extraversion. High-ish in conscientiousness. High in openness (with peaks in inquisitiveness, creativity and unconventionality). About average in honesty-humility (with a slight dip in modesty and a peak in fairness). And high in emotional stability (i.e., low in neuroticism).
ALL ROUND SWELL GUY is, I believe, the term you’re searching for.
Myers-Briggs Personality Inventory, which laughably purported there were only 16 personality types. However, like the MMPI, where the “correct” answers are blatantly obvious, as you point out, easily manipulated to give a result whoever is making you take the damn thing will find agreeable.
All of the usual caveats apply, of course. The tests, even the long and fairly decent ones, are sketches of particular traits and rely on self-reporting. Regarding groups – say, as above, by political leaning – there’s obviously variety.
Yet, nonetheless, taken as a group, patterns do tend to emerge.
Well, this is horrible.
As someone says in reply, “High trust neighbourhood. He assumed they would react like the people he knows.”
”THAT’S IT”, as Charlie Brown said to Lucy.
I didn’t expect much but for as seriously as I have seen it taken by professionals even I kinda…well…I took it once at work/lunch, then in the evening after work, then again on the weekend. My various mindsets at those times influenced my answers significantly. These sorts of tests are amusing but mighty far from passing scientific rigor. Kinda like IQ tests but even worse.
BTW, my Old Testament woman personally test said I was a Ruth. Forget what that meant.
With the one I took last night, as with some of the others, I found myself repeatedly quibbling with the wording of the questions. Whether I expect to enjoy a visit to an art gallery or museum, for instance. Well, it rather depends. In theory, yes. In practice, it’s very hit and miss. I mean, I like to think I’ve some interest in aesthetics, but the art so often on offer doesn’t show much evidence of any similar interest.
And then of course you can start overthinking it.
These sorts of tests are amusing but mighty far from passing scientific rigor.
Neither Myers nor Briggs (mother and daughter, I forget which was which) had any kind of psychological training so why anyone took them seriously remains a mystery.
The only real utility of these types of tests is that if you can identify people who take them seriously, you know who to avoid.
About these commas scattered about . . .
ALL ROUND SWELL GUY.
[ Orders bejewelled sash embroidered with the words all round swell guy. ]
If it is important to you that you are swollen all over, I will not disagree.
She’s a teacher.
She teaches people.
Any relevance to the post above, I leave to the reader.
As I’ve mentioned before, I don’t, as they say, vibe with people high in neuroticism. I find it psychologically grating. Nails on a chalkboard.
I think it’s the sense that so little of what they say can be counted on. There are few, if any, fixed points. Few, if any, load-bearing positions. It’s all a quivering, twitching mess and liable to change and be contradicted at any minute, often in ways that are wildly dishonest.
“This is why we have the wage gap.” 😂
Setting aside the attempts at emotional manipulation, I was impressed by how her oft-cited “health issues” and urgent need to leave evaporated – one might say instantly – on hearing that there was a chance of more money.
These are not the mighty Amazons of which the legends foretold.
So an ARS, Gee. You have to hate acronyms.
I once had a business partner whose last name began with “S” and he wanted to call his company “S” Creative Advertising and Marketing. He asked one of our design artist suppliers to design a logo. It promptly came back as SCAM.
[ Sounds of Other Half watching Where Eagles Dare. ]
I want to scream as this has been going on for decades and the NYT is just noticing and still trying to find a way to make the illegal guy the *real* victim?
Almost 30 years ago when I was brand-new employee at the District Attorney’s office, one of the first cases I processed was an identity theft one where some poor, fully-disabled guy in the midwest had all his SocSec and Medicare benefits halted because some illegal in California was using his SS#. And yeah, the IRS was after the midwest guy, too. He had been fighting with the agencies for months saying “I’ve never left here, I’m disabled, so how could I be working in California?”
He finally contacted us, desperate for help.
We could prosecute for ID theft (misdemeanor) and turn the illegal over the Feds for deportation (did it) but all we could do for the victim is send him a copy of all reports and court docs.
I never knew if or when all the agencies accepted the theft and restored his benefits. But he should have never had to go through all that.
They both paid the price? No, I’d argue one paid a helluva lot more – and may still be paying.
The journalist wasn’t there for this scene they see fit to reconstruct, and the scenery in the victim’s hometown has no relevance to the crimes. The local color, the cutting between the parallel lives, the opening scene in medias res, the expository flashbacks – the journalist is trying to write a feature film of the type “two men from different worlds, but their paths are about to cross, and neither of them will be the same again”.
Their paths are crossing because one of them is a criminal and the other is his victim, but that’s not the message of this type of film. The message is that white men who want to live orderly lives are mistaken in thinking they can separate themselves and their families from people with disorderly lives. The message is that whites are immoral for wanting to live with their own kind according to their own sense of order.
While the so-called crime is unfortunate, its root cause is that whites didn’t invite the Guatemalan, forcing the Guatemalan to take defensive measures like coming without being invited and coming back in after being kicked out. Since there’s nothing the United States could possibly do about that, maybe you’d avoid this unpleasantness and inconvenience if you had less Fear and Hate about your neighborhood turning into a favela.
I’ll just leave this here for Muldoon.
Oh, yeah … there’s a bunch of “cultural enrichment” bits in that sob-sister piece
Oh, what we do without the enlivening!
A spirited delivery. And thoroughly deserved.
The illegals must be punished brutally.
But NYT and New Yorker propagandists must be treated as Quislings.
Or this?
I’ve been trying to find that, it is the perfect condiment for stargazy pie
Dad was an electrical contractor (ie. the sort of small business electrician you’d call when you were doing home renovations, not a union electrician), and he named his business “S” Electric Enterprise, with the logo “SEE The Light”.
I’ll be here all week….