…And herein lies the oppressiveness of institutionalized irony, the too-successful rebel: the ability to interdict the question without attending to its subject is… tyranny. It uses the very tool that exposed its enemy to insulate itself.
The combination in this photo is the accusing finger of “if you’re so &*%^ smart, why aren’t you rich?” The answer, with a certain resignation: because I’m not THAT KIND OF smart. And so it goes. That’s why the cronut chef is in the rain room with his creation, without even waiting in a line. So get back to writing your screenplay, or your business plan, or that perfectly crafted SEO blog post. It’s the only hope there is.