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I've been thinking about this a lot, recently. As much as I want to refute my "the best and brightest are mired in self-loathing" hypothesis, (the idea is made of sloppy thinking), I find a great deal of evidence for it. It's not a defining aspect of our type, but brilliant children who are isolated from other brilliant children do not grow up happy.
You are not your father. I am not bitter and nasty, at least not all the time[1].
Tell me something.
[spoiler][2] 1: Recently, I have been. I'm skirting the line between taking satisfaction from wit and flippancy, and taking satisfaction from cruelty and malice. I feel very weighed down by some of the people I'm forced to deal with in my life, and I'm starting to take it out on them. To be fair, they deserve it; they choose to be stupid.
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You are not your father. I am not bitter and nasty, at least not all the time[1].
Tell me something.
[spoiler][2] 1: Recently, I have been. I'm skirting the line between taking satisfaction from wit and flippancy, and taking satisfaction from cruelty and malice. I feel very weighed down by some of the people I'm forced to deal with in my life, and I'm starting to take it out on them. To be fair, they deserve it; they choose to be stupid.
2: For tradition, oui?[/spoiler]
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