Ever since I was a teenager, I have noticed that I think a lot about how the world works, and how people think and behave. Now that many decades have passed since then, I have concluded this tendency is something of a gift and a curse.
The “gift” part is the ability to see through to reality, or truth, often with remarkable clarity; the “curse” is in realizing just how broken is the world, which can lead me to cynicism and a depressed spirit.
Friends have commented on the observations I have made, often telling me I have some unique ability, which may be the case, but which sounds pretentious. I am always the skeptic about anyone who claims to know more than the next person, and that goes for myself. It is with this desire to remain humble that I decided to address the passing parade.