Must have been pretty distressing when that inherent universal rightness started looking less and less...inherent. To the point that it wasn’t there at all. Kind of like standing on solid ground that slowly reveals itself to be the edge of a precipice.
My inner Hanson asks whether you can vividly remember that youthful sense of being absolutely, ineluctably right and correct in your assertions about things like this. It sounds as though maybe you can’t—particularly when you talk about yourself in the third person.
Maybe you should embrace the fact that the maker of all these mistakes was in fact you, and not some strange entity distant in time and intellect. The consequence of not doing so would seem to be overconfidence in the positions that now seem so obviously correct.
Must have been pretty distressing when that inherent universal rightness started looking less and less...inherent. To the point that it wasn’t there at all. Kind of like standing on solid ground that slowly reveals itself to be the edge of a precipice.
My inner Hanson asks whether you can vividly remember that youthful sense of being absolutely, ineluctably right and correct in your assertions about things like this. It sounds as though maybe you can’t—particularly when you talk about yourself in the third person.
Maybe you should embrace the fact that the maker of all these mistakes was in fact you, and not some strange entity distant in time and intellect. The consequence of not doing so would seem to be overconfidence in the positions that now seem so obviously correct.
What price further enlightenments?