No one ever changes, ever. Think about that statement. I just recently told my friend and his gf that the other day while we were driving thru the monotonous greenery of one of the many Puget Sound isles and they almost blew a gasket. Oh, did I mention that they are both psychologists and both extremely educated, intellectual people. I told them that people don’t change, we just become better at hiding who we really are. In essence, “We are who we are.” It’s kind of my peudo-Popeye philosophy of humanity. They of course laughed, not because they thought what I said was funny, but because their entire existence is based on the premise of what I had just decreed as a falsehood. They believe that all people can change, that we are a collection of our actions and that we need to be held personally accountable for the decisions we make. It was then my turn to laugh, because the defense of their position buttressed the exact point that I was making. We are who we are, and if we want the world to see something different we have to pretend to be that different person. We make choices that disguise our true intent, we speak words so that people hear us as we want to be heard, and we act in a way that masks our natural desires, because we are all pretending to be something we are not. And we do this dance every day, and the band keeps playing and all is right in the world.
We are who we’ve always been