I am not Spock

And my wife is not Doctor McCoy.

However, she does say things like: "Don't you have any feelings, you monster?", and I will reply with something like: "What is the point of becoming agitated?"

I suppose that it's weird for people to fathom, but if you apply logic to almost any emotional state, emotions will lose.

Your kitchen catches fire. You start to panic. Why? What's the point of that? And more importantly, how is it helping? Panicking will not help you remember where the fire extinguisher is, or help you communicate with the 911 operator. So why do it?

One morning, around 4am, my wife Karen woke me up with a scream. Not a regular scream either, but one where you inhale instead of exhale. It was one hell of an alarm. I turned the light on and saw that she was shaking, eyes wide open, blood spurting from the mouth. Turns out she was having a seizure, but she had never had one before. 911 was called. I gave the address, explained what was happening, and went back to Karen's side.

I stayed with her, making sure she was still breathing. When the ambulance came, the EMTs managed to revive her.

Was I panicked? Nope. Pumped with adrenaline, sure, but I was fully in control of my actions and thoughts. I'm told that, given the situation, most people would have panicked. I can't imagine anything more pointless than intentionally making myself useless for a period of time. Probably why I don't drink.

I get happy, angry or sad just like everybody else. I try to not be bored because it seems pointless. Why be bored? It just wastes time and makes you miserable.

This way of thinking extends to things like motion sickness. I really don't see the point of this. If you eat a bad egg, I understand why you need to vomit. If your eyes say you're moving but your ear says you're not, why is the stomach even getting involved? How is vomiting in the car helping anyone?

And what of insults? What's the point of being insulted? If somebody you don't like says something you don't like, why does it matter so much? It takes two parties for an insult to occur. Logically if you don't feel insulted, you're not insulted. Why torture yourself with the opinion of a jerk?

Karen would say "Because we're married, dumbass!"