Most of the time I think I'm a pretty smart person, until, say, I start talking about math with John's brother David who is into that really scary math where the numbers no longer behave predictably. Then I feel dumb. I had a class in college called "Goedel, Escher, Bach," about the book of the same name, and I had to drop it on the second day because I was hopelessly out of my depth. I felt dumb then, too.
And I have felt dumb ever since I started reading "The Fourth Turning." It reads like a textbook, and the authors are citing all these historical events that I've either forgotten or never learned about, and it is ROUGH GOING.
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