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Nah. Lemme lay it down for you: the prime demographic for Dopers is fact freaks. Like a junkie’s jones, fact freaks crave data, informtion, facts. Normal people break open a bag of Fritos, fact freaks snack on an almanac. We keep a vast compendium of utterly useless information right at hand, available at the instant in the unlikely event one might prove relevent. Or even remotely relevant, we are generous in our appraisal.
Theres a niche industry in publishing built around our craven wants. We peruse the bookstore looking serious, pondering literature, but if our eye perchance befall on one of those books that are nothing more than a fact salad…694 Things Not Remotely Interesting to Anyone But You, You Pathetic Loser, Remainder House, 2005…we will buy it, we cannot help it. We will buy a copy of the existential essays of Paul Ruben as cover, or hint at the cashier that Our Precious is “for a friend”. But we will have opened the first page before we’re out the freaking door!
And half the stuff in it, we already know. Woe.
Fact freaks are loony lefty, tighty righty, straight, queer, butch, femme, top, bottom, innie, outie, purebred and mongrel. We have no other defining characteristic, but our harrowing hunger for more. More. And still more.
A friend gave me my first SD book, I bought the other one the next day, having devoured the first. I have pestered booksellers to distraction, shivering in need.
There is no cure.
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And thank Og (or Cecil…or both) that we of the afflicted have the best damn support group in history!
Bravo, elucidator , I couldn’t have put it any more succinctly than that! You nailed it right on the button.
One thing, though…I don’t “cover up” my book purchases. I wear my knowledge addiction as a badge of honor and don’t particularly give one whit what others think of it…because I know there are others who share this gift and I know where to find them.
Right here. 