To whom it may concern:
The fact of the matter is that sadly-- or (perhaps paradoxically) gladly-- depending on context, concerns hardly anyone at all. Many of us humans have always been voyeurs (or, frankly, gossips) and most of us utterly egocentric and self absorbed, but the exhibitionist, narcissistic freedom afforded us during this neonatal stage of The Age of Information, a transitional stage no doubt, has created an illusion that anybody gives a rat's ass.
No matter who you are or what you do, people are judging you less than you think, for better or worse (in my humble opinion, always the former) because they, too, are concerned mostly with their own lives, and rightfully so, and what you did last Thursday night and whose hand you shook in that picture and how wonderfully you've succeeded and how miserably you've failed, won't really concern people is much as you may you think. But they are important. They are more important than anyone else's in fact. And I say that sincerely. Why? Because they're yours.
The fact of the matter is that sadly-- or (perhaps paradoxically) gladly-- depending on context, concerns hardly anyone at all. Many of us humans have always been voyeurs (or, frankly, gossips) and most of us utterly egocentric and self absorbed, but the exhibitionist, narcissistic freedom afforded us during this neonatal stage of The Age of Information, a transitional stage no doubt, has created an illusion that anybody gives a rat's ass.
No matter who you are or what you do, people are judging you less than you think, for better or worse (in my humble opinion, always the former) because they, too, are concerned mostly with their own lives, and rightfully so, and what you did last Thursday night and whose hand you shook in that picture and how wonderfully you've succeeded and how miserably you've failed, won't really concern people is much as you may you think. But they are important. They are more important than anyone else's in fact. And I say that sincerely. Why? Because they're yours.
