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Interesting about peer groups mattering more than other factors. I've always been something of a skeptic myself; I have memories of a friend trying to talk me into joining the Cub Scouts (I think; maybe the Boy Scouts. This was around 3rd-4th grade and I don't know the dividing age). I could learn to tie knots! I could go camping! I could this that and the other! Well, said I, I can do those things without the Scouts, right? Yeah. Well then why join? I also remember some neighborhood kid, probably high school around the same time, who I later learned was the neighborhood pedo, trying to get me to do something nasty, and I just said no and ignored him; he might as well have wanted me to tie his shoes or recite "Mary Had A Little Lamb", I just wasn't going to do it.

Which is how I remember my parents. They were socialist atheists, I believe; they never discussed either, never pushed us in any direction, and out of four of us, got one militant atheist, one I-don't-give-a-shitist, and two born-agains. I'm positive that had much more to do with my skepticism than my peers, but I also think I was born with skeptic genes. Any time anyone suggests any solution to any social problem which involves top-down control, my automatic reaction is NO THAT WON'T WORK. It's been that way as long as I can remember. I remember teachers with dumb ideas, and just ignoring them. I failed a 3rd grade penmanship (cursive) test because the pen I was given had a defective clicker and would not stay extended; rather than ask for a new working pen, I did the test holding down the clicker with my thumb, just out of curiosity, and did not care that I got an F, because I knew why and didn't care if the teacher knew or not.

Deepa's avatar

I remember an old blog post by you about your home-schooled 12 yo reading The Selfish Gene!

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