Are you one of those people who white-knuckles your way through a 30-minute flight, afraid that if you stopped thinking about keeping the plane in the air for even a minute that it would immediately drop out of the sky like a useless aluminum can? If so, we’ve got some sexy news for you.
I don’t have a fear of flying myself. I think I can recite the info session off by heart, and enjoyed turbulence. I mean, there is nothing you can do in the event of the airplane breaking up.
But I haven’t flown since going on warfarin/coumadin. I’ve been sticking to travelling by other means – boat, car, train. If I did fly, I’d be keen to wear [medical grade] compression socks while in the air.
“The Moral Molecule.” “The Cuddle Hormone.” If you’ve been paying attention the past few years, you’ve heard about many of the near-magical effects of the hormone oxytocin on the brain. It makes people more altruistic. It reduces anxiety and increases trust. But it’s not the only chemical that affects the brain that way.
Sorry, but I don’t believe altruism exists. Doing something compassionate to be seen as such is in fact selfish. And I’ve seen compassion make people rather myopic, sneering at what they’d label as socialism – social programs to support the aftermath of their political views.