Member-only story
Game Theory
Not a member? Read here for free.
I make a bold statement. Shortly thereafter, I state the opposite. I live to contradict myself. And it’s in these contradictions that I discover deeper truths, about myself, the world around me, and eventually, what I think. I’ve learned that I’m incapable of forming an opinion right off the cuff. So this is my process. Disassembling my views by way of a thorough self-analysis is key. While I know many rush to blurt out their opinions — and so they’re inherently valueless — mine go through a rigorous back-and-forth before I reach any forgone conclusions.
This is also how I protect myself from sounding like an absolute fool. In certain circles, I’ll always be considered one, and that bothers me very little. At least I know in my heart of hearts that I worked to make my views legitimate. By who’s standard, I’m not exactly certain. Perhaps mine, and my various personalities’. You know of one, through the shattered lens of my moniker, but there’s another important component: the real me. The one with a legal name, and a chequered past — mainly caused by the eruptions of two sides of the same person colliding.
Lately, I’ve encountered some new characters, and I’ve chosen not to integrate them wholly into my make up just yet. Because I need to test their mettle. I need to see what works and what doesn’t. After all, some part of this is a…
