Caution: Random mutterings about self and identity #1.

At times, I view myself as shallow. I am not a good conversationalist. I cannot hold a decent conversation about philosophy, history, economics, politics and other la di das. Nor can I stand it when people give me their 'takes' on current issues, particularly when it is ridden with negativity and unfounded criticisms. Most of the times, put in those situations, I'd politely smile, nod my head, and silently pray for the person not to ask me my opinion, because I'll likely have none, and even if I did, I'd probably not want to share unless I'm close to that person. How laborious it is to have to substantiate your opinion should it differ from theirs, only to have it questioned later! In the end, and this happens almost always, yet again, I'd smile, nod, offer phrases of agreement before steering the doomed conversation in another direction. TV, Movies, Psych, People, School, Work and so on. I can deal with those.

Which brings me back to the realisation that I am a shallow person: Unless I thoroughly know about things or find them of great interest me, I wouldn't bother to find out more to sustain the conversation.

But I think I can live with that.

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