Having once been an avid reader of philosophy, and read Hegel, I would never try to second-guess anyone disagreeing with me (and I wouldn’t try to stop it either!). See, challenge and disagreement is the “stuff of progress.”
Hegel said: Thesis, ANTI-thesis, and synthesis: the basis of science (and history) IS disagreement. I welcome it and actually LIKE it! Agreeing with me, for no particular reason, always feels somehow sickeningly insipid. Like I need a shower after getting the “compliment.”
I mean: don’t kiss somebody’s ass unless you HAVE TO! You know, the Queen, King or Pope, or something with a title.
Having said that in my usual imperious tone, let me tell you my own “in the nose” story. Sure, I was also schooled in all the nose-mythology.
Just before I was to work on a clients “nose” … (up near the nostrils … and in them a bit too), I mentioned my “education” about this subject. Dr. C., in his very dry British-Cambridge accent said, “Michael, that’s rubbish!”
So, there’s the scientific explanation. If you would like a longer explanation … I could do that in my usual “long-winded” manner.
But being talked to death is the worse death of all!