I Second That Emotion

When a team of scientists in Finland asked people to map out where they felt different emotions on their bodies, they found that the results were surprisingly consistent, even across cultures.

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So which part of your body gets hot (red) or goes cold (blue) when shown this picture?


Now compare that body image to the silhouettes below and see how it matches up with a specific emotional state from the study.

People drew maps of body locations where they feel basic emotions (top row) and more complex ones (bottom row). Hot colors show regions that people say are stimulated during the emotion. Cool colors indicate deactivated areas.

Lauri Nummenmaa, Enrico Glerean, Riitta Hari, and Jari Hietanen.

20 Comments on I Second That Emotion

  1. All I know is when I see a picture like that ‘Mr. Happy’ sez “Either you let me ‘turtle’ in, or me & ‘the boys’ are gonna detach & run away….screaming!”

  2. I read a study recently where angry people are more likely to have a stroke. I believe the Mooch is well over due for one.

  3. similar to my reaction to seeing that alien in that old Arnold movie predator. You are one ugly…. I think that was his line

  4. Well, raise my rent, I must be the happiest son of a gun on the planet because I am ALWAYS hot and ALWAYS sweating like a pig.

    Question: did the study include menopausal women?

  5. “So which part of your body gets hot (red) or goes cold (blue) when shown this picture?”

    Within seconds of peering at this photo of IT, my head started hurting, and my stomach began turning. After a minute or so, I felt my head swell with fever–my nose and ears started bleeding, and a greenish/yellowish mucous drooled from my mouth coming up like acid from my abdomen area. Five minutes into this horror, my feet swelled almost twice their size; I had to rip off my slippers than were ripping at the seams. I wasted myself in my chair with the most God awful mixture of diarrhea and urine.

    I managed to call 911; they’ll be here soon. Now if I could just manage getting to the door; I hate to see them break it down, I just put on new hinges. I can hardly see now. Are these my legs? Boy, I must have gained a lot weight; they won’t move. Well, that raps it up for me after ten minutes of staring at Fatass. Send me a card in the hospital. If I’m not in their morgue.

  6. Good thing I reproduced when I was younger because after viewing that picture I think I’m sterile now.

    Dat one nasty lookin bundle of rage and hate.

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