A study by Dr Saul Justin Newman (Centre for Longitudinal Studies) has won the first-ever Ig Nobel award in Demography at this year’s 34th Ig Nobel Prizes. His work reveals fundamental flaws in the data about the world’s oldest people and patterns of extreme longevity.
You would be amazed. Looking at the UK Biobank data, even people in mid-life routinely don’t remember how old they are, or how old they were when they had their children. There are similar stats from the US.
Can verify. I’m closing in on 50 and I forget my actual age all the damned time, as well as the ages of my family members.
At the time it wasn’t, because I was raised by two cucked right-wing nutjobs who took me to Reagan and Bush rallies where military planes would fly over and they’d play I’m Proud To Be An American and shit like that. I was an adult before I started to wake up out of that stupor. Ironically, it was how they raised me that started my journey. My parents raised me as a evangelical Christian, and it was the dichotomy between what the Bible said and what the politicians and preachers were saying that started me on the path to recovery.
Jesus-brained is exactly what I’d describe my childhood as. My partner came from a similar background, and we just tell people we were in a cult because of how far it was from mainstream Christianity.
I was around when it happened but I didn’t know it was sad until I went there a decade later and listened to stories from people who lived there. People were really good at describing how empty and fearful life felt for them when it fell. I had to stop and recalibrate.
Can verify. I’m closing in on 50 and I forget my actual age all the damned time, as well as the ages of my family members.
Man I’m in my 20s and it takes me a second and I’ve gotten it wrong before. It completely makes sense to me that people in middle age would forget.
I do some quick math using my birth year, and when people ask how old I am I reference eastern european countries that no longer exist.
My go-to will be Yugoslavia from now on, haha
Back in my day we had two Germanies and one Soviet Union, and that’s the way we liked it!
wow you actually witnessed the USSR ending? Damn, mustve been really fucking sad
At the time it wasn’t, because I was raised by two cucked right-wing nutjobs who took me to Reagan and Bush rallies where military planes would fly over and they’d play I’m Proud To Be An American and shit like that. I was an adult before I started to wake up out of that stupor. Ironically, it was how they raised me that started my journey. My parents raised me as a evangelical Christian, and it was the dichotomy between what the Bible said and what the politicians and preachers were saying that started me on the path to recovery.
You’re almost me, except we were a different flavor of Jesus-brained.
Jesus-brained is exactly what I’d describe my childhood as. My partner came from a similar background, and we just tell people we were in a cult because of how far it was from mainstream Christianity.
I was around when it happened but I didn’t know it was sad until I went there a decade later and listened to stories from people who lived there. People were really good at describing how empty and fearful life felt for them when it fell. I had to stop and recalibrate.
fuck shit I’m only in my late 20s and have to mentally calculate [this year] - [birth year] frequently 💀