Is it possible to confuse some sort of deep respect for someone’s intellect with a form of attraction toward them? [1] This incident, apparently, had stemmed from just that. It’s bothersome when you don’t know whether to feel flattered or creeped out.
And, if it were possible, I would gladly trade a sizable chunk of that “intellect” for a modicum of sociability. But since it’s not, I’ve decided on an alternative plan; the crux of which is to stop worrying about our shortcomings and (ab)use our strengths. The details of this will unfold shortly.
Or more likely, such details will never be shared. I know it’s good to share and everything, but sometimes, one probably needs to keep trade secrets close to heart, you know, to gain and retain some competitive advantage. Or something like that.
pundit@emphaticallystatic.org
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