How do you look past the random acts of a crazed terrorist? How do you unhook your mind from the fear of a package on your doorstep to remember that most of life is beautiful, fun, and interesting?
Occasionally, however, I really blow it. Not burned oatmeal, nor burnt down house. More like burned sleeve of your favorite jacket? No, worse. More like, "I said something profoundly mean to someone whom I love more than sunshine," or "I just got a call from a potentially important prospect who was wondering where I am because I put our first meeting on the calendar for next week instead of RIGHTF**KINGNOW."
They put “CAUTION HOT” warning labels on coffee cups as though no one could figure that out with one, tiny sip. They make everything cost more and illegalize fun things like tree-climbing. Ultimately, they are the enemies of the most effective survival, advancement, and innovation tool humanity has ever created: personal responsibility.
The grinchy academicians in this case mummified Halloween, replacing it with something called “black and orange spirit day” whatever that is. I could be wrong, but I am betting two pumpkins that the committee spent hours deciding whether to call it "black and orange spirit day" or "orange and black spirit day" because those two titles have vastly different meanings and people who meet to discuss such things often get hung up on such things (instead of doing what they're hired to do).
I completely agree that experience is a powerful motivator and interpreter of right and wrong. To say that we cannot arrive at objectivity on what is right and what is wrong, however, is the kind of stupidity that unravels societies.
...even if your argument is right, the sale is lost. On the other hand, our brains do not mind persuasion. Persuasion is calm. It's nice. It makes sense. It's the right thing to do.