If you enjoy being cynical, try metacynicism. I’m not a fan of the world-weary kneejerk debunk so in vogue these days.
For example, my gf thinks this pic is fake, despite my opinion as an experienced photochopper.
I mean, why’s it so hard to believe that someone could take a picture that good?
I think I’d rather walk around enjoying stuff and occasionally being sucked in by a good fake for the rest of my life than risk ever being such a shmuck as to imagine something has to be fake, in the absence of any evidence, merely because of how impressive it is… that’s a poor heuristic.
