To be wrong

I don’t mind discussing things. Especially not if it’s an interesting topic. It can be rather fun and amusing and I like to ‘win’. Even though it happens I lose… But sometimes I feel like my discussing-partner is wrong. Wrong in the bad way. For example if I say: “The Earth is round,” and my ‘opponent’ says: “No it’s flat,” I know that the other one is wrong. But that’s okay. But sometimes the opponent is completely wrong. Wrong in this kind of way: “I won’t accept I’m wrong. That can’t be true.” That kind of way. And I hate it. I really can’t stand it when people can’t and won’t accept they’re not right. I was talking with a friend of mine the other day. We were talking about alcohol. He said and I quote: “Well I’m going to drink on New Year’s Eve.” My friend is underage and I told him that he actually wasn’t allowed to do that. He got all upset and started an argument. Of course if he wants to drink, and his parents say yes, I can’t see the problem. But the fact that he got all upset by a fact annoyed me. And still does. It wasn’t even worth discussing if he should drink or not, and people who can’t get facts like that into their brains are… lost. You can’t go through life without being wrong now and then. You have to make mistakes and learn. You have to learn that there are some things you can’t change. You can’t change the fact that you have to follow the law. You can’t change the fact that the sun is shining. You have to accept that you’ll die some day. And if you don’t… You’re lost…