i have never been good at reading between the lines. or interpreting nuances and allusions. i don’t know whether having been trained as a scientist made me oblivious to vague innuendos. or perhaps, it has nothing to do with that. just plain apathy to things i don’t immediately get. i prefer dealing with cold hard facts. tell me the truth, the way it is. don’t feed me hyped-up stories, the real stuff buried under several layers of half-truths, double-meanings and exaggerations. i don’t have the time nor the inclination to dig.

what’s so wrong with delivering the plain, unembellished truth anyway? you know: that sort without the extra phrase to make it sound like something more than it is. that which isn’t an inch short of being a lie by omission.

is it a skill, concocting stories, stringing words carefully almost like a piece of art, saying a thousand words without saying anything at all? go on, tell your fables. but you won’t find an audience here anymore.

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