July 23, 2006

Confusion For The Day

I wandered into the upstairs living room, and Mr. Chin was there, watching golf, of all things, on the big TV Emrack had left behind. Tiger Woods sunk an elegant putt for another birdie, and I made a remark about competetive advantage. The foster nephew started into an incoherent, f-word laced rant about people who think they are special because they read Nitschke. I jokingly asked him if he meant the Nitschke who had said "That which does not kill you makes you stronger." He said "Yeah, that Nitschke," and resumed the ncoherent, f-word laced rant. He obviously didn't mean this Nitschke, but it turns out he didn't mean this one either. He in fact meant Neitzche, and was not pleased to have the difference pointed out.

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