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Sunday, October 03, 2010

DB's I have known

Last month was very hectic and I have been chastised for not keeping the blog up to date. It's a case of real life chewing up all my bandwidth.

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So I was in Canberra last week, for work, doing a flying visit. Dropping off something before turning around quickly to head back to Melbourne for some other stuff. Well I bumped into a DB I had known from a previous life. Exchanged some pleasantries but I was reminded almost instantly what a complete and utter Richard Cranium this DB is.

So in a way it forced a comparison of the people I know in both cities. Up in Canberra I had several circles of friends and even more circles of acquaintances. This particular DB was in a social intersection of two of those groups. While down here in Melbourne I actually have a number of friends and people I like.

What I am trying to comment on is how people or personalities of a like nature group together (in a vague and untested hypothesis). In Canberra I had these dear friends who were this amazing social contradiction. Most of the people I met through them were complete and utter DB's. People who were just uninterested and uninteresting. The phenomenon is one I can really only address in retrospect. Looking back I recall that any of their social  gatherings I attended mostly comprised people who worked together with no scope of conversation and a limited interest in people outside of their work environment. They had no discernible charm beyond self flattery and thrived in situations where they could self actualize with the same people they saw everyday.


So having moved on, these memories are what last weeks encounter stirred up. I defend Canberra as a location because I liked living there and I like visiting it, but when analysing this rich seam of DBaggery I am confounded that so dominant a personality trait could be so concentrated. But perhaps that is the focus that objective distance can produce.

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