A drawing of a round faced, big eyed character will be interpreted as cute. That doesn't mean our reproductive system is controlling our mind and forcing us to find childlike features adorable against our will. If I got a hysterectomy, I wouldn't suddenly realize my uterus and ovaries had deceived me into believing things that the rest of me didn't. Our tongues aren't forcing us enjoy food that we actually hate. Our eyes aren't forcing us enjoy visions that we actually loathe. Our reproductive system isn't controlling our mind.
Humans are a gestalt; we are more than the sum of our parts.
When I am happy, I have serotonin in my brain. Do you believe that I'm actually not enjoying myself when I'm having fun since, without the serotonin, I'd be depressed? Is the serotonin forcing me to enjoy art, music, and friendship against my will?
So you believe I do not enjoy drawing, success, friends, family, or anything at all because I can't enjoy them without my brain chemistry? Any happiness is a chemical lie? My natural state is being completely non-functioning, sick, depressed, and unmotivated? And only in that state would I know how I actually felt about things?
You're saying the gasoline drives the car while I think the driver does :/
I mean, to each their own, but that's a really sad world view. I wouldn't want to go through life filing every moment I enjoy as an moment I was successfully deceived. But, if it works for you, whatever.
Interesting documentary, but there are sooooooo many confounding variables in those first few experiments! The sunglasses one and the painting one might be accurate, or they might be total BS -- further experimentation is necessary. Was the second street with the sunglasses a shopping street and the first one a street with different businesses? Because more fashion-forward people might be strolling on the second one. Do men maybe buy riskier glasses later in the day? Or when they're standing in sun and not shade? And as for the paintings, check out the top comment: "They should have done an experiment to see whether it was kate that stimulated the men's art or whether it was because the other group had no stimulation whatsoever and just sat in the waiting room. What if another group of men played videogames or just got off a roller coaster? Would their art be similar to the group that had Kate as a muse?"
Oh, and about the women helping the girl with the boxes! Were these girls experiencing lust . . . or maybe the effect of a friendly conversation? Why not have a 2nd control group that talks to a woman, or an elderly person -- someone they (most probably) won't be attracted to?
ACH SO INCONCLUSIVE.
And then at the end of it the researcher says, "I bet lust makes us more productive at work . . ." Dude, are you kidding? Please say you're kidding. That Dima Bilan picture on my desktop background does not help me work; it does the opposite!