Wow, this is the first book since I remember that I just decided to completely drop. I usually hate not finishing books. I went through books that I considered stupid, ignorant, insulting or badly written until the very end. Yet this one disgusted me so much that I can't force myself to finish it, I don't care what else it says and I don't want to know the opinion or advice of this author on anything.
Now this may be surprising, creative thinking is obviously not some controversial topic to provoke such emotions. Yes, but I guess how one presents them can be. I was fine reading the book until I got to page 100, and this was it to me.
This is in the chapter of Framing. Which discusses how changing what we see as right or the norm can lead to creativity. Which is a correct message (not an original one by any means, but absolutely right). This page was the subchapter talking about "knocking" which pretty much tells us how in our time we may "knock" to get our ideas accepted. And how with different cultures they have their own rituals that they us as a "knock" that one should accept as in showing that one respects their value and by that also make them see that you have some of your own in return.
As an example the author describes how he was in Philippines in a village and agreed to stay to eat. Now let me quote what happened:
"For lunch, they brought out a live monkey. The men, women and children around the big table laughed at my wide eyes and open mouth but insisted that it would be fine. One of the men took a small, sharp ax and removed the top of the monkey's skull. Another took a spoon, scoped out the monkey's brains, and offered it to the village guest, me.This was the "knock" to their community, and I could have refused. The monkey was screaming, the brains looked slimy, and all eyes were intently on me, so I was feeling a bit afraid (the Igorot have been fearsome warriors and headhunters two generations back). But I understood that eating the brains was my port of entry into Igorot acceptance, and so I did. The village exploded in laughter, embraced me as an honored guest, and sent a guide to show me parts of the mountains rarely seen by outsiders."
And this is where I am done. Re-framing one's view, accepting other cultures is all good, but there are and should be limits. This isn't even like accepting to eat a dog steak which is not a norm for us even though we (we as in a culture, not me included) have no issues with eating cows. This is going beyond killing animals or animal abuse, this is actual torture. I won't judge people of that village (even though I judge their ritual) because it takes a while before one starts empathizing with other living beings, but I absolutely judge someone who is not part of it and yet accepts it for some sort of acceptance. I am so happy for him he got to be embraced and even see some other parts of the mountains in return of participating in the torturing of the monkey that screamed while he was eating his slimy brains (interesting that the grossness of the brain seems to be on the same level of importance to him as the fact that a living animal was screaming while they were enjoying it's brains from it's open skull...). Hey, maybe he should also bring as a great acceptance example some high school kid that goes into the pressure of doing drugs so that he gets invited to better parties!
So pardon me for not being as "open minded" (and luckily not "open brained"), but I have no interest in seeing further what a man who so matter of factually presents the accepting to participate in torturing of animals animals as a right way to accept other cultures so they accept you in return. I am better than that. I got his idea from the introduction and as a psychology and computer student I have heard it before. So I won't lose anything except maybe another disgusting paragraph.
* I received the book for free through Goodreads First Reads (thank god, would have hated to pay towards its profit)