The Irrationality of Irrationality

The Irrationality of Irrationality Author's note: I tried playing around with a Notes from Underground style for the narration here. Forgive the indulgence. Or don't. That is rather the point. Notes from Underground is Dostoevsky's 1864 novella; a quick overview is here. I have had a rough draft of this post ready for a hot minute. The original version looked nothing like what you are reading now. That should concern you, reader. Not because the earlier draft was better, or more honest, or more pure. No. It should concern you because I was a different person when I wrote it, or at least I had convinced myself that I was. And what is more suspicious than a man revising his own sincerity? Either I need to start posting as soon as I write something, before I have time to become a coward about it, or I can keep tweaking it forever and call that growth. I was also waiting for a good conclusion to the story. Then I realized, just like my last post, that I love endings that have the…