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WP#75: Q&A with the Last Neanderthal

by Robert Hyma June 28, 2024
written by Robert Hyma
Weekly Post-Ed #75 featured image. A modernly dressed podcast host sits across a table from a caveman in a spotted loincloth, both with headphones on and speaking into microphones for an interview. Features the title of the post and the date along the walls.

Me: Thanks for joining me for this the Weekly Post-Ed interview. We have a special guest–the last Neanderthal has joined us for a Q&A session about what it was like to go extinct. Before we get started, I thought we’d start with some small talk. Just to warm up. When did you get up this morning?

Neanderthal: Unk Boong bira pocta…

Me: Wait, I think the translation converter isn’t turned on. Could we make sure it’s up and running, please? Ok, great. Mr. Neanderthal, can try that one more time…

Neanderthal: It’s eating my head! Why are you just sitting there?? It’s eating my ears!

Me: Those are headphones. It isn’t alive, or eating you. It’s the reason you can hear me. Take them off and see.

Neanderthal: (Observing headphones) I thought I was falling for the same tricks lions pull on my people. “Just let me lick your face, it could use a washing,” and that’s when they chew it to bits, dirtier than it was before! Not falling for that again…

Me: You can understand lions?

Neanderthal: I am all alone! The voice-man is gone!

Me: You have to put on the headphones again.

Neanderthal: Ok, got it. Sapiens allow mouths on their heads. Very brave.

Me: Do you have a name? What do your people call you?

Neanderthal: I don’t know—they mostly yell.

Me: What do they yell?

Neanderthal: To stay awake during my turn to keep watch at night. Or not to pee so close to the cave. Or, don’t touch Sheila.

Me: Who is Sheila? Someone’s wife?

Neanderthal: Not sure. None are allowed to talk about Sheila or we get beaten with sticks by Nate. He hits hard. But still—worth it because Sheila smiles with yellow teeth.

Me: None of this sounds historically accurate.

Neanderthal: If you don’t believe me, then why did you ask me to do this interview?

Me: Look, I don’t know how to tell you this, but homo sapiens killed your entire species. The whole reason I brought you here is because I don’t know how to process that. How can species want to kill the thing that was closest to them? When I read about the genecide of your species, I felt profoundly sad, like there was a piece of my soul that will never come back. It felt like something tucked away in the fabric of time that will forever be hidden and forgotten.

Neanderthal: Are you ok?

Me: I don’t think so. I’ve been thinking about this for the past week. To me, this prehistoric need to exterminate other human species to be the dominant creature on earth explains so much. Racism, sexism, a continued worshipping of patriarchy and “survival of the fittest”. You don’t know much about modern history, but this need to marginalize anything “different” than what the main tribe ascribes to is constantly punished by homo sapiens. Weak immune systems, cognitive difficulties such as depression and anxiety, and even physical limitations like being handicapped means being pushed aside by society.

Neanderthal: I don’t think I’m qualified to comment on—

Me: No, probably not. But you’re dead. And gone. And there’s no coming back for you.

Neanderthal: So, I don’t exist? I just exist for this pretend Q&A?

Me: Yes.

Neanderthal: Which means I don’t even get to keep the complimentary T-shirt.

Me: There never was one.

Neanderthal: Son of bitch. Ok, since you don’t know what it’s like to be pursued and slaughtered by another of your species, I’m guessing you’re sad for some self-righteous, sulking purpose.

Me: Hey, it’s not that simple—

Neanderthal: It’s not? Who do you feel most sorry for: My species that was killed and buried to the sands of time, or your own feelings on the matter? My people don’t need your pity, or your museums to encase our bones. What could have been done is over with, so what’s the real issue here? I bet you have a hard time processing loss.

Me: (Struggles to answer) Well, maybe…I don’t know…

Neanderthal: Do you think of the dead? Old relationships? Opportunities lost? Lives that might have been lived but haven’t been?

Me: (No answer)

Neanderthal: Survival of the fittest, they say. (Shakes head disapprovingly) I’m not sure my species is missing out on anything if you’re a typical homo sapien. 

Me: Ok, if you’re so wise, how should I feel?

Neanderthal: You’re asking an extinct species for advice? (Laughs) Anything I could say is advice not to follow; my entire species is dead! By definition, anything I could offer would steer you wrong. My only advice is don’t ask those who can no longer give it.

Me: That’s actually pretty profound…

Neanderthal: I don’t have advice. It’s the burden of the living to find a way forward. Living is your problem.

Me: (Nods)

Neanderthal: Get over it. And stop bringing up the dead to solve your stupid problems.

Me: Noted.

Neanderthal: I really don’t get a T-shirt?

Me: I mean, I didn’t have one made or anything. But since this is my imagination, I can send you off with one.

Neanderthal: I accept. I’ve never worn a t-shirt; they look comfortable.

Me: Depends on the brand, but yeah, they are.

Neanderthal: Great. Now, snap a selfie on the magical box and let me be at peace.

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WP#70: Is There Too Much Advice?

by Robert Hyma May 22, 2024
written by Robert Hyma
A featured image for Weekly Post-Ed #70 that includes a tunnel with YouTube videos stretching endlessly into the horizon.

A PEDDLER’S PARADISE

Whenever I open YouTube, I immediately close the app and mutter the same sentence, “This place is cancer.” I’ve done this the past two months, again and again closing the app after opening it, disappointed when I seek entertainment and find there isn’t any. That’s because my homepage has been infested with advice videos.

Endless, redundant, droning advice videos:

“3 Ways to Know She’s Cheating Without Having To Talk About It”

“iPad Air vs iPad Pro: Don’t Make This Mistake!”

“This One Trick Will Make You The Best Magician In History”

I don’t know if these are the actual titles of YouTube videos, but they might as well be. Advice videos permeate the content creation space, often disguised as opinions or testimonials. What’s on offer are endless suggestions of things: what to buy, how to behave, who to attract, where to go. YouTube has become a salesman’s dream; a monetized, ad-driven cyberspace that has mutated entertainment into advice and recommendation narratives. It’s a peddler’s paradise, and I’m burnt out from the constant barrage of videos promising fame and riches and love if only I implement this one simple trick…

This Weekly Post-Ed sounds like a rant—and thus far it has been—but I recently found YouTube’s preference for advice videos has led to a nosedive in personal motivation. It’s wonderful that there is so much wisdom on the internet, but the constant beaming of that advice doesn’t inspire more action. In fact, it does the opposite.

So: Has the constant availability of advice and opinion content on the internet today subdued motivation to try things?

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HOW INFLUENTIAL IS ADVICE, REALLY?

When was the last time you followed any advice? Go ahead and post something in the comments below. I’ll wait.

I’m guessing it took a minute to think about any advice that was followed recently. There’s a reason for this. Advice that is followed occurs during a sweet spot, dependent on when the advice was offered and what the opinion was of those who received it. Sounds complicated, but I’ll break it down.

In a study by Schultze, Thomas, et al. (2015), the authors examined six experiments that measured the influence of advice when given in various circumstances. The authors, expanding on something called Advice Utilization Theory, found that when advice is too similar to the initial opinion of the person asking, it is mostly ignored. Similarly, advice that is too distant from the initial opinion of those seeking advice is also ignored.

For example:

If a meeting is scheduled for 10AM, but a coworker says, “I think the meeting is at 10:05,” you’re more likely to agree with your initial opinion: Why would a meeting take place five minutes later than what you first believed? It’s easy to ignore this suggestion since it is not convincingly different from what you first knew of the meeting, and why not go with something you personally authored?

This same idea applies to advice or opinions that are too distant from our own.

Again, if you believe a work meeting is at 10AM, but a coworker says, “I think they rescheduled the meeting for 4PM this afternoon,” the same amount of skepticism is produced. Why would a 10AM meeting be moved to late afternoon without a good reason? In the face of this opinion, you will likely discard the new information and stick to what you originally believe: The meeting is still at 10AM.

This influence of advice applies to just about anything: How to approach dating apps, which iPad is better, what is the best resort in Mexico City.

There’s one glaring issue I find with how influential advice can be (and perhaps you spotted it, too).

Being influenced by advice does not make it actionable. Or, I’d argue, even useful.

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EXPERIENCE VS KNOWLEDGE

Lately, I’ve been watching digital illustration videos on YouTube. After one tutorial, a slew of video suggestions will pop up in my feed about how to get better at drawing quickly. So, I’ll click on a video and see what the accomplished artist has to say. There’s little to be surprised about in these testimonials: Draw and keep trying, but don’t draw too much or too little, or even with this method or that, and ultimately you must draw to your own preferences.

And here’s the kicker: I agree with everything they say. How can they be wrong—look at the results of their artwork! Clearly, these artists know what they’re talking about.

So, I log off YouTube, feeling confident about my digital illustration journey, knowing the way forward.

And I don’t draw for the rest of the day.

Why?

The advice was meaningless to me because it wasn’t earned. Just because I agree or disagree doesn’t mean that I’m going to do anything about my current circumstances. As an artist, the only result that matters is what gets on the page or the canvas or the iPad. Without that essential step, what value does advice have if I’m not drawing? There’s often no life hack for the hard work required to produce things.

The problem of too much advice, or access to it, is that we mistake the advice for the experience itself. 

Currently, this the same same issue with Artificial Intelligence. Any answer in the world can be found and easily digested thanks to AI’s ability to summarize complex information quickly. This is the major problem AI creates in classrooms. Within a few seconds, I can have a full summary of Jane Austin’s Pride & Prejudice without having to read it for an essay or quiz. In bullet point format and in simple language, everything about the novel is available. All the information I needed to pass a test I can swiftly memorize and go on my merry way.

Yes. Goody.

But a summary is not the experience of reading the book. Knowing the information without going through the process is often meaningless.

In the case of AI, it’s fine for quick memorization of facts and figures for an upcoming test, but not so much about the things we actually wish to try and get better at.

For example: I can watch video about swimming, knowing how to keep afloat and kick my legs and paddle my arms in theory, but until I get in the pool, everything I know in principle is meaningless when getting in the water.

Therein lies the value of learning something the hard way: Meaning emerges with experience.

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IT WAS THE BEST OF ADVICE, IT WAS THE WORST OF ADVICE

The best piece of advice I ever received was, at the time, the worst advice ever received.

Shortly after my ex-wife and I separated, and a few months before the marriage was dissolved, there came an awkward period of informing everyone in my social circle of what was happening. A failing marriage isn’t something that comes up lightly; no one is trouncing around, handing out gift bags with neatly-tied ribbons and chocolates announcing, “It’s finally happening! We’re splitting up!”

News of a failing marriage comes up in the least interesting way: In my case, as a correction.

“How’s married life going, Robby?” Someone in the locker room said one night after hockey.

I had played with this same group of guys since I was a teenager. They were all jubilant when I married, happy that I had joined the ranks of the other successfully married men in the room. So, when I came clean about the true state of my marriage, 11 guys were shocked.

And 11 guys looked across the room to Tony—the only other amongst us who had been divorced.

The silence in the room was full of expectation. Surely, Tony would have sage advice from his own trials with divorce to bestow unto this unfortunate and heartsick youth.

Tony, with arms folded, like a poker player bluffing a hand of cards, looked at everyone around the room, and then to me. 

Finally, he said, “I have no advice for you.”

That was it. No further discussion. Maybe there was a comment or two about condolences, but that was all.

At first, I resented Tony’s advice. “I have no advice for you?” Did he say this because he was expected to say something and didn’t want to? Or did he truly not know what to say?

Of course, my hockey pal’s lackluster response only made me seek out all the other advice in the world. I went to therapy and read books, talked with other divorcees, and even became a private detective into the details and behaviors of my ex-wife, stringing together theories for why our marriage fell apart.

All of it proved useless. In the end, there were no answers to satisfy heartbreak and a failed marriage; there was only the journey through.

This was six years ago. After everything I learned and experienced, the only piece of advice I remember was from the locker room that night–Not because I was bitter about what I was told, but because it was the truest advice possible:

There are no life-hacks for going on the journey. The only way to know is to go through it.

I was launched on a perilous and mysterious journey through divorce that was particular to me. No advice was going to ease the process. And, I fought against that reality for many years before finding peace with it. 

Since then, I’ve known and heard of others on their own divorce journeys. And while I’ve read many books on heartbreak and relationships, on loss and grieving—all of it is decoration compared to the truth of what advice actually applies when going through it all. And beyond the essential need to recognize one is truly not alone, the only advice that applies is, cruelly:

“I have no advice for you.”

Simply because: You will find a way if you have to.

With YouTube or without.

Schultze, Thomas, et al. “Effects of Distance between Initial Estimates and Advice on Advice Utilization.” Judgment & Decision Making, vol. 10, no. 2, Mar. 2015, pp. 144–71. EBSCOhost, https://doi.org/10.1017/s1930297500003922.

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Weekly Post-Ed #53

by Robert Hyma February 11, 2023
written by Robert Hyma

THE MOST VALUABLE SKILL

A text message came early on in the week. A friend asked: “Which are the most valuable skills to have in life?”

At 33, I have a different relationship with the notion of “success” than I did when I was in my twenties and the world appeared full of potential. In my twenties, I might have answered something like: “Develop a skill, make it as good as you can get it, move to a place where someone values that skill, and then things will likely work out.” 

Which, isn’t bad advice. Many a YouTube guru would gladly make a motivational video about it.

Except, I’m skeptical of such advice now, even if it proves practical. I’m older, full of experiences to the contrary, and am aware that the complexities of career success are beyond how talented or hard working one is. Plus, there are years and years of learned behaviors such as poor relationships, recovering from divorce, and social factors like the Covid-19 pandemic and a world increasingly growing pessimistic and fearful from an overexposure to media of every variety.

In short—it’s much harder to pinpoint which advice applies the most when the floor is constantly shifting underneath.

All of this isn’t to say I’ve grown negative or unhopeful. To the contrary, I feel optimistic about my future and everyone else’s. Having said that, I wouldn’t give the usual American “work hard and your dreams will come true” pathos.

So, I took a night and thought about how I would answer my friend. The next morning, this is what I texted back:

“Honestly, I think my official answer is, ‘I don’t know’. At 33, my best guess is critical thinking, some basic reading and writing, and emotional intelligence. Throw in boundary setting as a bonus. By far, I think the best skill ever is to be naturally lucky.”

It’s been a few days since I sent that text. When I reread it now, I shrug. It’s a typical “I’m nearing my mid-thirties and I’m unsure why things aren’t going better” response. Deductively, this exact line of reasoning is likely why my friend asked me his question in the first place.

And after writing this Weekly Post-Ed, I shrug again. Not from my answer, but because I find the question of essential skills less interesting the older I get. I’m sure the constant hustle and clawing for success matters to some, and power to anyone attempting to climb up their respective hierarchical ladders, but I’ve resigned myself to playing the hand I’ve been dealt.

And like the games of solitaire I play at my desk, I hope to get lucky with the next hand or two. It’s not the most inspiring way to play (or even sell this metaphor), but it keeps me playing the next round without expecting so much, which, by the way, is another great skill to have handy.

Maybe I should have said that in my reply to my friend instead. Oops.

I’ll leave it open for all of you: What do you all feel are the best skills to have in life?

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