Your comment seems to me to be modally implicitly self-contradictory. For you say that you are worried that you’ve caused yourself to be too creditable, and yet the reason you are considering that hypothesis is that I, a mere peasant, have implicitly-suggested-if-only-categorically that that might be the case. If I am wrong to doubt the wisdom of my self-doubting, then by your lights I am right, and not right to do so! You’ve taken me seriously enough to doubt yourself—to some extent this implies that I have impressed my self too strongly upon you, for you and I and everyone else thinks that you are more justified than I. Again, modally—not necessarily self-contradictory, but it leans that way, at least connotationally-implicitly.
(Really quite drunk, again, apologies for errors, again.)
Damn it, why am I giving you advice on the proper level of credibility, when I should be telling you to stop drinking so much? Talk about cached selves...
Your comment seems to me to be modally implicitly self-contradictory. For you say that you are worried that you’ve caused yourself to be too creditable, and yet the reason you are considering that hypothesis is that I, a mere peasant, have implicitly-suggested-if-only-categorically that that might be the case. If I am wrong to doubt the wisdom of my self-doubting, then by your lights I am right, and not right to do so! You’ve taken me seriously enough to doubt yourself—to some extent this implies that I have impressed my self too strongly upon you, for you and I and everyone else thinks that you are more justified than I. Again, modally—not necessarily self-contradictory, but it leans that way, at least connotationally-implicitly.
(Really quite drunk, again, apologies for errors, again.)
Damn it, why am I giving you advice on the proper level of credibility, when I should be telling you to stop drinking so much? Talk about cached selves...
It’s okay, I ran out of rum. But now I’m left with an existential question: Why is the rum gone?