Appeasers, Crusaders, and Why Meetings Usually Suck

I think this is about to get weird, but bear with me, if you’re so inclined. This is going to be another one of those posts in which I try to explain myself by way of a vague apology for my abnormality. But maybe if enough of you are similarly abnormal, it’ll gain a little steam. I’d like to talk today about my odd, intuitive approach to disagreements over the rightness of opinions or beliefs. (For epistemological purposes, consider anything that you’d think of as a “fact” to fall into the belief category.)
So, let’s say that Alice and Bob are sitting on a bench, and Alice proclaims that blue is the best color. Bob might agree that Alice is right. He might disagree with her on the basis that red is actually the best color, or he might disagree with her on the basis that this is a purely subjective consideration, so the idea of a “best” color is absurd. In short, Bob thinks that Alice is wrong.
Perception of rightness affects different people differently, it appears to me. There are a lot of people out there for whom rightness is extremely important, and the idea that someone might be wrong and not corrected offends them deeply (as shown here, ably, by xkcd). I am not one of those people. I might be baited into the occasional back and forth online (or in any asynchronous form) when someone directly accuses me of wrongness, but that’s pretty much it. I almost never seek out people to correct general wrongness, and I certainly don’t do it in person — with the exception of very close friends and family, and only then in casual conversation. By and large, other people being wrong about things doesn’t matter to me. If I’m sitting in the bar, having a beer, and some drunk is yammering political opinions that get increasingly moronic with each boilermaker, I have an innate gift for quietly enjoying the free spectacle.
But there are situations that require cooperation, often professional ones. Working with another person, there may be some debate or disagreement over the course of action that ought to be taken, and, in such cases, the moment happens when I’m convinced that someone is wrong, and they’re equally convinced that I’m wrong. The first thing that I do is evaluate whether or not the wrongness negatively impacts me. If not…meh, whatever. Read More