An anosognosic patient who is paralyzed simply does not know that he is paralyzed. If you put a pencil in front of them and ask them to pick up the pencil in front of their left hand they won’t do it. And you ask them why, and they’ll say, “Well, I’m tired,” or “I don’t need a pencil.” They literally aren’t alerted to their own paralysis. There is some monitoring system on the right side of the brain that has been damaged, as well as the damage that’s related to the paralysis on the left side. There is also something similar called “hemispatial neglect.” It has to do with a kind of brain damage where people literally cannot see or they can’t pay attention to one side of their environment. If they’re men, they literally only shave one half of their face. And they’re not aware about the other half. If you put food in front of them, they’ll eat half of what’s on the plate and then complain that there’s too little food. You could think of the Dunning-Kruger Effect as a psychological version of this physiological problem. If you have, for lack of a better term, damage to your expertise or imperfection in your knowledge or skill, you’re left literally not knowing that you have that damage. It was an analogy for us
✖ Via The New York Times: “The Anosognosic’s Dilemma: Something’s Wrong but You’ll Never Know What It Is (Part 1), David Dunning interviewd by Errol Morris, June 20th, 2010

Errol Morris’ essay on the Dunning-Kruger effect.



• Jun 22, 2010 link notes tagged: Dunning-Kruger  anasognosia  anxiety  blind spot  cognitive bias  confusion  epistemology  ignorance  information  knowledge  science  unknown  Errol Morris 
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✖ Via The New Yorker: “People watching a thriller about bunny rabbits” by Bruce Eric Kaplan, May 3rd, 2010, p. 60

This is for all Lost’s fans out there.

About Bruce Eric Kaplan:

“Every morning (to this day, I have the same routine, except now I have a desk, albeit a pretty crappy one), I sit down and think about why I am disgruntled or why I am not as disgruntled as I was yesterday and out come these little drawings … after much angst and staring into space and occasional lying on the ground moaning. And each week I send off 10 or so to The New Yorker. And maybe the magazine buys one or two. (Or very often, none. I might mention here that sometimes I merely pump out insane bile that wouldn’t interest one single person on the planet, just like any other journal writer.) And then, finally, they are published. Mostly in The New Yorker, but sometimes in other places as well, such as L.A. Weekly. Maybe they appear days after I did them, but sometimes it is weeks, or months, or even years. And when I look at them, I think back to why I drew whatever I drew and I laugh. Or sometimes cringe. Or, every now and then, just wonder what the hell was wrong with me.” (more)


• May 23, 2010 link notes tagged: art  television  series  lost  animal  thriller  suspens  etymology  order  chaos  unknown  uncertainty  anxiety  anguish  deception  cartoon  humor  illustration  illustrator 

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