Relating another issue in Disgrace (by JM Coetzee) to myself.
Usually, when I'm presented with some intellectual insights, or being enlightened by some philosophical theories, I'll happily acknowledge/recognise their existence, however, that doesn't mean that I'll have to agree with them.
Yes, they might be right, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong.
I trust and hold on to my views and perspectives strongly. Unless, people could somehow or rather, persuade me to drop my perspectives and take theirs... I'll never budge.
Refusal to conform I guess?
Jean