What it would be like if we didn’t have categories?

Have you ever tried to go through a whole day without using classifications of any kind?

You wake up and want sugar for your coffee. You are already sitting on the table, so you ask your roommate who is standing to hand you the sugar. He asks which one. The white one in the blue box. 

Of course these are functional labels without which communication would be impossible. You’d have to just go and grab the sugar yourself. Not to mention that to be radical about it would mean to not name anything.

When it comes to categorizing people it all becomes a big deal. Saying you prefer refined sugar over raw is ok, but that you prefer this refined woman over the other… Not so much.

While sugar is treated as a matter of preference, the people you hang out with are not.

Of course people supposedly have feelings and sugar supposedly does not, but is it all that makes us try to be politically correct?

It might be just a defense mechanism; you don’t know the other person so you try not to offend to avoid trouble. 

Perhaps it is a matter of ego. You don’t say what you think because you don’t want to hear what’s on the other person’s mind.

Language was made for convenience (complex and primitive convenience, I should say), and maybe that’s all we do, we say of people what we find convenient.  Convenient for what? Relationships ? You? Them? I would say nothing and nobody.

Because we can’t define ourselves we don’t want others to realize before we do who we are, so instead of looking at life as a tweaked set of happenings that makes everything possible, we are attached to a linear logic that imprison us to a poorly classified reality.

You can say polysaccharide, glucose, sugar, white/brown thing; it will still have the same arrangement of atoms and sweeten your coffee.

If I hear someone call me Aná, Âna, Ena, Hannah, it strangely changes my mind set. It probably changes the chemicals inside my brain, but simply because I’ve learned to associate the way people call me with what they want from me.

The problem with this kind of association is that it leaves behind a trail of feelings and instincts that we ignore just because it is not very reasonable – or else, scientific.

We need to learn to be sugar, and assume our sugar identity. Then we’ll go beyond.