I try to be a serious person and, above all, not a pompous one. I care about respect for others, I believe in equality among human beings, in the daily effort to tame our minds, trying to defeat the monsters that live in all of us.
But I try to do it with lightness.
I make fun of myself, or at least I try to. I try to joke about everything, I hope always with respect and tact, even about the people I love.
But here I don’t know you and you don’t know me, so please believe that what I just described is my attitude and read these pages using the principle of charity.
P.S.: all this rambling because, if you poke the site enough (for example by going to a page that doesn’t exist), you’ll find a joke about men who can’t find anything, not even a sock in their own drawer, without the help of their mom or wife… Is it like that for everyone? Of course not, but it happens to me sometimes and I get so mad!, and so I joke about it, to remind myself how… shortsighted? lazy? stupid? I am, feeling a bit less the weight of my human, fallible condition.