I like to read. I have devoured books all my life. Many writers that are generally considered “difficult” (Marcel Proust, Stephen Jay Gould) I’ve read and enjoyed with ease. I don’t think I’m a *complete * moron.
So why, why in the bloody dyslectic f*ck can’t I read the reports at work? They are not that badly written; just your average civil-servant speak. And yet, I can have one of these reports on my desk in front of me, look at the first page for 30 minutes, and have nothing more to show for those 30 minutes then an intense feeling of: “okay, I don’t like the way this text is written, and don’t wanna read it”.