We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The "seeing one's limits" things can be a problem in life, too, I've found, just because the world is fully of clueless fools who think they are talented experts. I tend to be rather self-critical and cautious about claiming I have advanced skills in particular areas unless I am absolutely confident that I do. Consequently, I tend to be more modest and am not really a big self-promoter.
Meanwhile, I work with lots of people who don't know half of what they think and who manage to impress the higher-ups with their claims of expertise. They are constantly wreaking havoc and causing more problems with their incompetence. Needless to say, I think that "Dunning-Kruger" and "The Peter Principle" go hand-in-hand.
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James the lesser
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The first step to becoming competent and, later, expert is accepting you always have more to learn. Hence it is quite understandable that the incompetent persist in ignorance because they believe they have nothing more to learn.
I have another category that I am sure they didn't study very thoroughly. When I was in my 20s and 30s, I played for and eventually coached a pretty good men's slowpitch softball team. When friends and acquaintances found out I could put them on a good team, they inevitably told me they were great players. Then when they got to the field, they almost never knew which hand to put the glove on, much less the subtle things that separate really good players from novices.
It only took one or two dismal failures for me to change the way I responded to their desire to play. From then on, I would say "come out and practice with us. We will see what you've got."
Typically it wasn't much when they sold themselves as the next Babe Ruth. Conversely, the guys I really wanted to play were usually not as into it as I was. Makes sense. If you are great at what you do, why do it any more? Find a new challenge like learning to play guitar.
FWIW, it didn't take long for average athletes to learn how to hit in slowpitch. Fastpitch is tougher than baseball to most people, but slowpitch is all about timing and angles. An old college roommate wanted to play on our team in college but he had no baseball background and was PUTRID at every aspect of the game. He hung out at the fields every night, picking up games whenever any team was short handed. Within three months he was a very good player who was right at home on a good team.
There is another phenomena that I believe is similar and related.
How often do people tell you how busy they are or how hard they work? I’ll admit to being lazy and a procrastinator, but I think I measure up well in the productivity department. I get things done. I meet deadlines.
I’m often left wondering what these busy people do all day?