Oh nadin…..dear cousin of mine.
We need to have a talk.
What the **** is the matter with you?
Cousin, dear, you really need to get a hold of Dale Carnegie’s
How to Win Friends and Influence People; it’s been such a big seller the past seventy years that I’m sure editions are also available in Spanish, Polish, Russian, and Yiddish too.
I thought for sure when you went on that silly self-imposed exile from Skins’s island, you’d come back a chastised but better sort of person; one who’d be pleasant and agreeable company.
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As our forebears reminded us since ancient times, humility is the beginning of wisdom
I know, I know; you think those who gave us life were a bunch of superstitious backward
yarmulke-wearing cretins, and that we’re—or at least you—smarter, more virtuous, and further evolved. That we’re—or at least you—are better than they were.
The sorts who acknowledged an Infinite God and the fallibility of finite man.
For whatever reasons, though, dear cousin, you appear to
still think nadin is God, the All-Knowing One, the Never-Wrong One, the One Who Never Should Be Doubted, the one whose shit doesn’t stink.
You’re a rather confused person, nadin, not to mention arrogant.
What in the world ever gave you this idea that you’re a wise person?I think you’re one of the stupidest people I’ve ever met in my life, cousin.
I suggest you masticate on that for a while.
