I don't believe many pride themselves on being inexorable. It's doubtful that there's a single human being in the world who wakes up daily thinking, "Gosh, how completely proud I am of my inability to be flexible. How I would so enjoy a slice of wheat toast with huckleberry jam." I would even find it hard to believe that during a busy afternoon one may think, "Ah, I have stuck to my guns once again. How glorious is the invention that is me. Oh, is that a penny?"
My point - the act of bullishness is not a trait one actively cherishes.
Sure, we may find pleasure in getting our way by remaining unyielding in our position. We may enjoy the fruits of such steadfastness from time to time. But everyday? No. To remain inflexible from dusk to dawn from birth to death is to fight against the universe. And that's one battle you're destined to lose.
Chicken crossing the road...at a chicken crossing. Ironic and educational.
Perhaps it's my millennial spirit getting in the way, but the thought of working against the flow, the universe as a whole, is unsavory. I want to adapt, to toggle between one opinion and the next before making a decision befitting of the situation. Like the chicken who crossed the road, I just want to get to the other side - if someone has a better way to do that, why chafe against it? Why not contribute to that method and help with improvement?
When I wake up tomorrow morning, I plan to embrace flexibility, to banish the unyielding and judge each situation with an open mind. And I hope that plan is fairly inexorable.