Measuring Success by the Insults I Receive.
I measure my success not by likes, praise, or conventional metrics, but by the quality and persistence of the insults directed at me. Chief among my dedicated critics is Harry Munker. His latest offering—that I “haven’t risen high enough to fall”—brought me genuine satisfaction. Being labeled an “attention-seeking man child” ranks among my favourites, and his accusations of me being a bad father, delivered by someone who has never fathered a child himself, never fail to amuse. Far from wounding me, these barbs affirm that I have made an impact worth noticing. Those who invest significant time and effort in insulting me usually reveal a form of high esteem, however grudging or twisted it may be. The Currency of Attention. This approach stems from a simple observation: indifference is the true opposite of significance. As Elie Wiesel wisely noted, “The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference.” Love demands attention, and so does hate. When someone repeatedly engages with my...
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