I can’t believe I haven’t shared this story with you guys before! Talk about dedication to a cause (or perhaps, a deep-seated resentment towards some relative who wouldn’t let young Unger pop his phalanges)! Dr. Unger won the 2009 Ig Noble award in Medicine for this.
This article by Scientific American mentions other studies in the same area, and is quite loaded with puns too (Ooh, my favorite!)
I do not have an idea of what beauty is. I do not allow this
ideamyth of beauty define people and myself. I wish that the word, beauty, did not exist at all and that there is another word in its place. Because if there was no beauty, there would not have been such a thing as “ugly”. I mean, doesn’t it make sense to say that the moment you take the effort in seeing ugliness in another human being, a bigger part of you becomes even uglier?
I appreciate the human potential, rather than the worthless shell that hides those potentials from ignorant eyes. The potential of imagination, dreams, intellect, curiosity, romance, and everything else that drives a soul to new heights. Now that, if beauty truly exists, that is beautiful.
I don’t feel anything. I just want to crawl into bed and hide under my blanket forever. And possibly die there. There’s no point in anything else.