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Intellectual Growth As A Function Of Friendship

It's hard to see your biases; it's hard also to take criticism, sometimes. Still, I think the hardest thing in the entire world is to watch a friend get criticized by people who are not his friends. Even if they are right.
Friendship helps you to feel safe to explore new ideas, even if the risk is there that you'll get locked in old ones. Part of friendship is trust; if you trust someone, you have less fear that his questions and insights will lead you where you can't go. Isn't that interesting? If some crypto-Marxist says, "We are the servants of our military-industrial complex" I roll my eyes, and move on. If my friend Jacob says the same thing, I don't roll my eyes. Ideally, we'd like to be the sort of people not committing informal ad hominems all over the place like this, but I suppose that is the point: the idea under discussion has not changed; its merit or demerit hasn't changed either. But I am now more open to considering the question, because my reason for rejecting the idea out of hand has been rendered inert by my friendship. I think that's exciting.
One of those people for me is Christopher Hitchens. Somehow, he became an intellectual friend for me, of sorts. It's probably true that he was dogmatic in the wrong sorts of ways, and that his flaws, intellectual and otherwise, ought to have been aired some way. But when you appreciate someone in some way (even if they despise you) you are that much richer for what he or she has given. Just think: if you make enough "friends" who help you to find truth, you'll be very wise. The only risk is that love, such as it is, may cloud your vision of the truth. But I'd say that's a good problem to have.

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