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Lessons in fashion and tailoring [Mar. 17th, 2009|03:12 pm]
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When we hear the tale, we all smile smugly at the cowardly townfolk who admired the naked emperor parading down the street. Surely, *I* would be the one brave enough to speak out! Surely *I* would not leave it to the gormless child to speak truth to power. Surely, in the face of such foolishness, *I* would be braver and wiser than all the sycophants fawning and bowing.

But it isn't always about one's own worth, one's own place in society. Sometimes the emperor is holding hostages. Which is the superior path: to speak truth, or to use silence?

Neither feels particularly good.

[User Picture]From: mishamish
2009-03-17 07:38 pm (UTC)
Honestly, I think I would be more likely to accept all the commentary on the Emperor's clothes with a blank-faced nod - possibly an accompanying grunt - while thinking "Fuck that shit... dude's naked as the day he was born."

(And possibly thinking "Dude... Emporer... either get some more opaque clothes or get some of those pills the spammers are always talking about... seriously.")
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