
During the Christmas season, I spent ten days with our
granddaughter Katherine. At two years and ten months old, her vocabulary has
developed wondrously. We're told (and of course we are totally unbiased about
this) that she converses at a four-year-old level.
But her mind still has
difficulty connecting cause and effect.
I took her tobogganing,
for example. She had a wonderful time hurtling down a little slope and out onto
the ice of a small lake.
We slipped and slithered
back up the slope, and did it all over again.
Of course, she got snow
on her mittens. She tried to shake the snow off. All she managed to shake off
was her mittens.
"Keep your mittens
on, Katherine," I cautioned. "Or your hands will get cold."
"No they
won't," she told me, with the sublime confidence of almost three.
Of course, she slipped.
And fell. And plunged bare hands deep into a drift of
piercingly cold snow crystals. As the flakes melted on her skin like a
thousand pin-pricks, she started to cry.
"See, that's what
happens when you don't wear your mittens," I told her.
"No," she
said.
"Yes it does."
"Grampa, you don't know everything!"
I could almost hear her
two-year-old mind rationalizing: "There's no scientific proof that wearing
mittens will prevent cold hands. It's all anecdotal evidence. Until someone can
show me precisely how the act of not wearing mittens directly causes cold
hands, I shall exercise my personal freedom of choice and continue to shake off
my mittens."
She didn't really think
those words, of course. But that was the gist of the argument used by the big
tobacco manufacturers for years to dismiss evidence that smoking causes lung
cancer. They didn't want to believe it.
The World Bank and the
International Monetary Fund responded the same way to growing evidence that
their monetary policies -- while perhaps applicable in wealthy capitalized
economies -- have had devastating effects in developing nations.
In an earlier century,
Mabury
and his students have undergone vicious verbal attacks from the chemical
industry, which, notes Calamai, "makes billions
of dollars annually selling fluorinated polymers, the vast family of compounds
that eventually transform into PFCAs by
degradation."
I wonder if some of us
ever really get beyond a two-year-old level of reasoning, when we don't want
to.
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