I had to go into work today to complete an emergency project. Kristine was working, as well, so I drew the short straw to get all the kids. As we were driving to the office, the kids begged for tunes. I knew they wanted me to turn on a hit music station, but I didn't feel like it. I elected for Classical Minnesota Public Radio, 99.5 FM. As a score played, the following conversation ensued:
Felicity (6): "Hey guys! This song is real."
Frederic (8), without skipping a beat: "No it's not!!!!"
Me (33): "Um...what does "this song is real" mean and why would you say "no it's not"?
I pestered the two with this question in several different ways because it seemed to confuse them quite thoroughly that they were being asked to explain themselves.
Felicity: "Um...I don't know. I actually forgot."
Me: "Fred. What does "real" mean and why did you disagree? Felicity doesn't even know what it means."
Fred: "I don't know."
Just as I thought. It didn't matter what Felicity said. All that mattered, to Fred, was that there had to be a clear opposing position to any statement that she made. He was ready, at a moment's notice, to disagree.
The boy has a job in politics. I should start grooming him now.
Felicity (6): "Hey guys! This song is real."
Frederic (8), without skipping a beat: "No it's not!!!!"
Me (33): "Um...what does "this song is real" mean and why would you say "no it's not"?
I pestered the two with this question in several different ways because it seemed to confuse them quite thoroughly that they were being asked to explain themselves.
Felicity: "Um...I don't know. I actually forgot."
Me: "Fred. What does "real" mean and why did you disagree? Felicity doesn't even know what it means."
Fred: "I don't know."
Just as I thought. It didn't matter what Felicity said. All that mattered, to Fred, was that there had to be a clear opposing position to any statement that she made. He was ready, at a moment's notice, to disagree.
The boy has a job in politics. I should start grooming him now.
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