In high society skunk perfum is desirable among friends. , although not sure where I heard it.
Just like among Vassar girls and Harvard men it’s ‘in’ to speak Thai
Even among the educated , image may be everything , for a lot of the have to keep up appearances to be able to sell themselves to Madison Avenue or their desired partners.
It’s a sad corollary to the rules of upper strata society’s reputation
Some weirdo country folk like the smell of skunk. Some weirdo city folk like the smell o weed. Some other weirdo green thumbs like the smell of fertilizer. Some weirdo fisherman like the smell of fish. Some (the best) perfumes have a little stench in them. Animals are weird. Humans are weirdest. God… Greatest Maximal Weirdo.
I did not know that. I would be curious as to its scent. Hopefully much refined.
That skunk was de-skunked Meno.
He is called Sullivan (dark eyes) or Sulli.
A good con artist camouflages their rose-colored glasses they’re selling you.
Makes it look like they’re just improving your vision, but you’re looking at staged props.
Be okay with dying, be okay with hunger, be okay with blindness, be okay with never measuring up to their “standards”, be okay with going without their “quality”… you’re a harder sell [unless you don’t have better “food” they don’t know about (that they can’t steal, kill, or destroy)].
Truth (ontology—be) always withstands the fire of reason (epistemology—do), and love resonates (teleology—end). You need all three.