Hor Hor I Dunno, Hor Hor Tak Tahu

Grainy Evidence Log

My dog has a way of throwing tantrums to display her cravings for attention. Her only redemption will be how cute she looks when she apologizes (ala Sophie) to Mummy and Daddy.

Cute Face

Knowledge is Power

In a recent conversation, I was assailed with a deluge of questions, all intended to be a litmus test to determine my grasp on a particular subject. The most interesting conclusion I obtained from this conversation, was not a better comprehension of the subject, but instead, an observation of male behaviour.

When I say "I don't know X", I am not saying I know nothing about X. Sometimes, I mean that I just don't know enough about X. But men, in general, tend to claim they know something that they only have an inkling about, only to give a dismal appraisal of their knowledge when asked to elaborate upon it. Having a general idea about something, does not give you bragging rights to say you know it.

But in a world where knowledge is power, and power is authority, and authority is control, and control can be absolute, perhaps I should just claim that I know it.