““The pretentious flaws of others affirm your own intellectual or aesthetic expertise. Simultaneously, their fakery highlights the contours of your down-to-earth character and virtuous ordinariness. It is your plain speaking that makes you trustworthy. That person’s pretentious use of words hides the fact that they do not have anything of substance to say. Like the unnamed narrator of Thomas Bernhard’s novel Woodcutters, watching guests arrive at a dinner party and savaging each of them for their artistic and personal failings, only you see the truth of the world—everyone else is putting it on.””
