Shame Shame

08/23/2026

The other day someone genuinely attempted to car shame me. You know, “what’s that piece of crap?”, in reference to my perfectly good Nissan Cube.

This is old school – if you’re more than one standard deviation from the mean, people feel genuinely threatened. And for good reasons; heuristics learned over millenia in cave houses suggest that weirdos and strangers are very dangerous.

I retorted appropriately but then realised I had shame shamed them.

I’m not sure where to go after that. It’s turtles all the way down.