My wife says I have no common sense. For the longest time I agreed with her. I was more the absent-minded professor brilliantly solving problems but unable to assess situations in which people were involved. And just as most of us thought everyone around us had the same skill-set we did growing up, that belief made it even more confusing when people were unable to perform what we considered simple tasks. Guess what? I've got plenty of common sense. For things which are common to me. Now when you're thinking on metavalues day in and day out, you're less concerned that your socks may not match than most. I still can't read people, but I really don't have to. Besides, if I were as good as my wife is at it, for what would I rely upon her? We don't have to be great at everything. We can absolutely rely on others strengths. Its the only part of diversity I truly appreciate - not having to be perfect at everything!
I got a text a couple of weeks ago from celtmanx. He asked if I'd ever read The Portrait of Dorian Gray. I have not. "It reads like your posts," he tells me.
Earlier this week, my wife was on the sofa rolling her eyes, "This sounds like some shit you would say - “Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.”"
"Goddamn right!" I replied. "Who said that?"