Even so, learning to be critical is nothing but a fallacy as it demands neither conventional teaching or practice. Those who have conquered it realize that this artistry gradually developed in them without ever making its presence known. It moves in the darkness of our subconscious, tinkering our inner processes, changing our preferences and priorities, rebuilding a new system that would strengthen over time. Throughout the entire course, it warns its host not to be consumed by the sheer drive to understand. Instead, we are asked to occupy our minds with other obsessions, vehicles that would help our critical thinking mechanism to flourish without heed.
Balance is always a bitch!
After two and a half years studying in a liberal arts school, a sanctuary where students with critical minds are given the optimal treatment to develop their "talent", I was on the verge of falling into depression. Numbness was all I felt when I was not preoccupied critiquing another social phenomenon. My taste in life became much pickier than my taste in food, which has always been a problem since childhood. Honestly, the ability to critically think got in the way of enjoying the simple things in life. I censored myself constantly, whilst struggling to develop adaptive ways to deal with this ever growing competency.
In some ways, the suffering tied in nicely with all the privilege and achievements I had attained in college. It made me much more human. I wrote profusely and spoke eloquently. My sharpened perspective on the world added dimension to the words at the tip of my tongue. Reading also became much, much easier. Shakespeare and Beckett and Pinter's sentences no longer demanded extraneous thought. Yes, being able to think critically bore more benefits than a girl could ask for. However, having gone down this yellow brick road, I became aware that mastering this strength was not for everyone.
I mean, seriously, I would hate to wake up to a world that would analyze my clothing options based on some historical event and its manifestation and reflection on today's society. For instance, take Brendan DeLaurier in the latest Mindy Project episode. He is the epitome of a (severe) critical thinker. Instead of embracing his girlfriend, Maria Menounos, after she sang Santa Baby, which admittedly is a problematic song, DeLaurier lectured her on gender equality, akin to few of my past articles.
|My inner expression, sometimes, well umm... maybe more than sometimes|
On another note, to teach critical thinking is not as simple as teaching another language or a musical instrument. Though it may require some time in-class, critical thinking should be supported by the surrounding, society, and the norms. For example, a few days ago I overheard a junior say, "If we weren't at Sarah Lawrence, I doubt that we would even have these crazy conversations." It's true, our school is fertile ground to critique, critique, critique. No one really gets penalized for being too critical. Sometimes lunches are had for the sake of disagreeing. However, I remember not having as much freedom in high school, where certain things were the law and should not be questioned. The same goes with people. Some are open to threatening conversations, while others aren't. However, in order to "make" everyone become a critical thinker, the appropriate environment is needed.
As you can see, there is still much to talk about critical thinking, including how it influences our professional and personal life, its place in the workplace, as well as how it mingles with certain aspects of society, such as the legal system and religion. Perhaps, this could be the first installment on critical thinking.
Happy holidays! Here is a great example of restraining oneself from being overly critical. Refrain from commenting how Santa's race influenced the entire construction of Christmas. Uugh! I feel the urge to continue typing, as words spread through the palms of my hands. Gotta stop before its too late!
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