Friday, March 8, 2013

Fatal Flaw

I just had a hypothetical conversation with Vanyel. I had just asked him whether he had noticed a flaw in his plan. It went something like this:

"Of course I did. I think these things through a lot."
"Sorry. I wasn't sure if you had caught it. I don't think I would have."
"What do you mean? You just pointed it out to me."
"Yes, but I usually don't think the same way about things I've made. It's my Fatal Flaw"
"Your what?"
"Fatal Flaw. The one biggest flaw I have. You have one too."
"What is it?"
"You take everything negative somebody says to you as an insult, and you argue against it."
"What? I don't do that!"
"Not all of the time, but you did it right now, see?"
"That was-"
"Look, it's ok. I have one too, remember?"
"Now that I know my Fatal Flaw, shouldn't I just get rid of it?"
"No! If you cure your Fatal Flaw, what's the point of having a Fatal Flaw in the first place?"
"But aren't Fatal Flaws... you know... bad?"
"No. Your Fatal Flaw is there so that you can forget about it and solve your other flaws. It kinda soaks up the other flaws to become one big, looming flaw."
"And why not get rid of it, too?"
"Because the Fatal Flaw is the hardest to get rid of. It's in your bones, so to speak."
"I see. And is that all they do? Sit around getting bigger until you die?"
"No. You can also see other people more clearly after you've established their Fatal Flaw. Max's Fatal Flaw is that he depends too much on technology. Small Josh's is that he doesn't know the line between funny and annoying, the other Josh's is that he doesn't know the line between funny and insulting or painful. T-bo gets addicted too easily, Alex gets hooked on collecting things too easily, and they both want to share their interests with everybody. The list goes on."
"This conversation just took a rather dark turn."
"Well, the thing is, you can just blame most bad things they do on their Fatal Flaw and go on without feeling that they were mean to you or anything."
"So... what does that achieve?"
"It's a way to instantly forgive someone, and that is a very good skill to have."
"I see. Well, that was interesting."
"Yes, it was. Lunch is almost over."
"That's what I was about to say. Bye!"
"Bye!"

That never actually happened. I'm not brave enough to say things about my friends like that. That's why, every once in a while, I spill my guts out in my imagination. It actually helps. This is the first time I've told this to anybody else, though. Don't tell anyone.