Bigfoot is not real. I can say this with utmost certainty.
I have a friend, whose name is not Marvin. Marvin does things different than me, a lot different. We have differing life philosophies and he would even argue me about having a life philosophy. He would say it is a loaded word and I’m just trying to sound smart. If you were to compare to how we live our lives, it would puzzle you to why we are even friends.
I will never argue with him unless I am utmost certain that I am one hundred percent correct and even then I pick my battles. A couple years ago we got in an argument over whether or not Bigfoot existed. When the topic first came up, I quickly dismissed it as silly. I did this because up to that moment I was under the impression that believing in Bigfoot was solely reserved for the either very young, very naive, or very crazy. No rational man in his right mind would ever believe such nonsense.
Yet here we were. Now just to clarify and add more confusion to why we are friends: I am fairly confident that he was just arguing for the existence of Bigfoot just because I held the opposite view. He would do this quite a bit, and it wasn’t limited to arguments. Entertainment he liked, people, and even food he ate would often be in direct and purposeful opposition of me.
I called him a fucking idiot, I cited how there was no clear pictured or video that can be proved as undoctored, I brought up the point that there was a guy who even admitted to inventing the hoax of bigfoot. I questioned to why no one has ever killed one, to why with all our technologies we couldn’t use satellites, or a mass number of hidden cameras to find Bigfoot. His main response was that none of this mattered and Bigfoot’s existence was still possible. At the climax of the argument, heated and angered as I was I threw up my hands and said:
“So basically what you are saying is there is no way I can be proved right”
Through a sinister smile and coated in a smug sense of accomplishment he responded “Well yeah”
I re countered with “..but it is possible for you to be proven right?”
And there it was. He will never realize it, and it has taken me all these years to realize it but that was probably the most genius thing for him to ever contribute to mine or anybody’s life for that matter. It’s sad that he has gifted me with a philosophical reasoning that is so vast and crazy yet he will never realize it. Or care for that matter. Now I am sure there are numerous people who have composed this exact theory, but what fascinates me is that we came to it without any interest in philosophy or the principles of debate. We were just two kids arguing just for the sake of arguing.
I have named this the Doubters Paradox, and a quick google search of “doubters paradox” resulted in nothing of interest so I am fairly confident this isn’t something that is seeping out of my subconscious. This can be applied to anything imaginable. And it goes like this:
The Doubters’ Paradox: The doubter can never be proven right.
Big thank you to my friend who isn’t named Marvin.
