Sunday, June 3, 2012

Now I Really Know Everything, Or The Anatomy Of Human Arrogance

There is a strange phenomenon I'd like to share with you.

It's been bothering me for 23 years, and I have never been able to remedy it.

23 years ago I was a local celebrity publishing magazines for bar-patrons. It was a cutting edge magazine, and my editorials were making some waves.

I had my own angle on everything and people loved it. I had people calling me begging for back issues they missed: the magazine was a collectors' item.

The number of people that volunteered to help out in the office was also significant: I could pick the best ones.

Then I noticed something strange: the people that were reading every word I read and could recite them on demand, once they were in the office and had a chance to know me (we worked out of my one-room apartment), talk to me, they stopped reading the magazine. Completely.

It really bothered me.

Famous scientists, famous thinkers must have the same issues: their wives (or children) don't go to their lectures, don't read

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