Cultural Honor

So, I’m reading this book called Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell. It’s kind of a strange book in that it doesn’t really help you do anything exactly, it just sort of helps you understand things. Basically, it examines some successful people, and tries to figure out exactly what it is that makes them that way. There are some really interesting parts, and some parts that I sort of skimmed. But my favorite part so far was this:

Cultural honor.

Stick with me, please, because I found this to be profoundly eye-opening.

You’ve heard about family feuds and stuff, right? How for generations and generations, families will just fight with each other for reasons they might not even remember?

Well, as Malcolm Gladwell points out, one family doing this is a feud. A ton of families right along the Appalachian doing it is a pattern.

What in the world makes those people so prone to violent out breaks with each other? Did you guess it? Cultural honor. Because the main profession of the mountain areas was livestock and stuff, people honor was very important. I mean, if you were a farmer, you had to rely on other people and get along with your neighbors, but there was never a danger of having your crop actually stolen. When your job was tending sheep or something, people very well could steal your hard work, and it wasn’t necessary to get along with the people around you really.

All you had to protect your livestock and your family was your reputation. Build up your reputation as a tough guy and no one will mess with you. Keep your honor intact.

There are other reasons why culture honor was (and is) such a big thing in those parts. It has to do with heritage.

Back when people were still coming regularly to America, a certain group of people settled in a certain spot: the Scotch-Irish immigrants settled along the eastern/southern US.

That would be “from the Pennsylvania border south and west through Virginia and West Virginia, Kentucky and Tennessee, North Carolina and South Carolina, and the northern end of Alabama and Georgia.” And that’s where all this “cultural honor” stuff is big. You can steal my stuff, but you can’t insult my mama. That’s how it works here. *clears throat* I mean, there…

Okay, I’m from North Carolina. And when Mr. Malcolm Gladwell started raggin’ on my homeland, I started getting pretty hot inside.

And as I started boiling, I blinked and realized I was proving his point.

Oh.

…

I read on. There was then an experiment described. In the early 1990s, two psychologists decided to get together a bunch of 18-21 year old guys and insult them, see how they would react. They came up with the insult they thought would resonate with them the most. “A—hole.” (I am quoting the book, sorry.)

Here was the experiment set up:

“The social sciences building at the University of Michigan has a long, narrow hallway in the basement lined with filing cabinets. The young men were called into a classroom, one by one and asked to fill out a questionnaire. Then they were told to drop off the questionnaire at the end of the hallway and return to the classroom.”

Half the guys were from the states that were high on cultural honor, half of them were not.

“As they walked down the hallway with their questionnaire, a man—a confederate of the experiments—walked past them and pulled out a drawing in one of the filing cabinets. They already narrow hallway now became even narrower. As the young men tried to squeeze by, the confederate looked up, annoyed. He slammed the filing cabinet drawer shut, jostled the young men with his shoulder, and, in a low but audible voice said the trigger word: ‘a—hole.’”

Through different tests that I go into in too much detail, the suspicions were confirmed. Confirmed A LOT. The cultural honor boys were mad. Even though they didn’t act out in violence, their handshakes were firmer than usual, saliva samples revealed that being insulted had raised their levels of testosterone and cortisol (hormones that drive aggression). The guys were also given a short story and told to supply a conclusion. The story had to do with a guy’s girlfriend being come onto by another guy. The cultural honor guys who had been insulted made it end violently, while the guys who lived in other places did not.

IS THAT INTERESTING TO ANYONE ELSE?

I’m going to be perfectly honest with you:

I never thought people reacted any differently.

Call me ignorant, but I thought this was the same everywhere. I had no idea that in other parts of the US, it wouldn’t be natural to react violently to having your honor insulted. I mean, you just don’t do that here. No one gets upset if you steal their stuff, but if you attack their honor, boy, it’s on.

It’s not just guys, it’s girls, too. I mean, I honestly had no idea that it would occur to anyone not to get wild about something like this…I think I’ve already said that :) But you get the idea.

Who knew? I had no idea that culture honor wasn’t the same everywhere. What a cool eye-opener!

Hope you guys found this at least half as interesting as I did :)

Weird vs. Normal: Does the Problem Even Exist?

I'd like to call to your attention the difference between Weird and Normal:

There isn't one.

Yeah, yeah, I know you're thinking, "Um, yes, there is. Example: YOU are weird, and the rest of the world is normal."

Not quite true.

Think about it. What is the definition of weird? Something abnormal, right? Something or someone that goes against the trend or social patterns of the world today. And normal is what the majority does, says, and thinks, right?

Well, by those standards, weird and normal change every day, every year, on different continents, countries, and even just states.

Take the 60s for example. Think about the hippies. They were WEIRD. But not to everyone. Some people thought so, some didn't. But either way, they were not nearly as weird then as they would be now, right? Because after all, in the 60s, you at least saw them around. Nowadays, if you saw a hippie-looking person, you would think, "OMG, WHAT A WEIRD-O!" In the 60s, it was more just like "Oh, another weird-o."

But, were hippies weird among other hippies? No. . .

Take peace-signs, too. They originated during the Hippie Reign, and they were actually pretty cool. Little circle with lines through it, whatever. But it was cool. Then, as quick as it came, it was a thing of the past. It was weird again. In the early 2000s if you saw someone wearing a peace sign, you'd probably have though "Uh, hate to burst your bubble, but hippies went out like FORTY YEARS AGO." Now, peace signs are back. A bunch of people are wearing them. It's cool again--normal.

See, here's the thing: Normal and Weird are relative. Weird today, normal tomorrow. Normal today, weird tomorrow. And then normal again. Normal to you, weird to me. Weird to you, normal to me.

Ah, the beautiful of relativity. (Thanks, Einstein. Haha, just kidding.)

Normal doesn't necessarily go out with the times either. It goes out with the place, too.

Weird in the North (sweet tea) is normal in the South. Normal in the North (raspberry tea) is unheard of in the South. Weird in the USA, normal in China. Normal in the Middle East, GET-AWAY-FROM-ME-TERRORIST in the USA.

Weird and Normal are so passing and relative, that there's really no such thing. At all. You're version of weird is different from your neighbor's version, and your neighbor's version may be different from your mom's version.

Normal: the constant average of how people act, think, and speak.
There is no "constant" average of how people act, think and speak.
Therefore, there can't be such thing as a normal.

Or weird.

Weird is the outrageous way of being people don't normally be.
There isn't a way to "normally be"
So there can't be a way people DON'T normally be.

Confusing? Definitely. True? Probably.

Weird vs. Normal. Does the problem even exist? If someone seems weird to you, they may be bringin' in the new trend of twenty-ten. Saying "Omg!" and "lol!" seem normal to you?

In ten years, it'll be our equivalent of "Groovy!"

Think about THAT.