For that flood, at least, the memories were internally consistent. It was a perfectly sound set of if-then conditions. I examine my experiences closely; whoever wanted me to suffer would be better served showing me something true, and therefore more difficult to dismiss.

More importantly - I can properly process it. There's a medium between shut-off and purely impulsive emotion-driven reactions. I can set my emotions aside and think around and about them without banishing them entirely.

But even if I couldn't, you know, gargbage in, garbarge out. Perfect processing with bad dad produces nonsense. Flawed processing with good data will probably get you a decent estimate.