You all know I have the best blog of any other blogger you have ever heard. It is because I use big and good words. My words are better than anyone else. I went to a good school and my great memory helps me be intelligent. I am one of the most intelligent people you will ever know. My book signing had more people than Stephen King’s. I am a great blogger. Maybe the best in history. It is because I know things and things know me.
Why do people brag? Now those of you who say you are more humble than the rest of us and maybe the most humblest person since Jesus. I have bad news for you, even you brag. We all brag in one form or another. It may be in the form of a humble brag. My children are geniuses. They are so talented. And if we are not careful this can easily be translated you must be special because your children are so special. Or we do the aw shucks humble shuffle. Yea it was no big deal. Anyone else could or would have done it. You say that even when you know that is not necessarily the case, which may be interpreted as: that was easy for me. I can and do much more. So the humble brag masked in humility or praise of someone else becomes our brag.
We brag to receive credit. There are some people who have never developed past the toddler stage. So we feel that if someone does not watch you do it, it did not happen. We are anxious that every move we make on the playground of life is watched and we are given credit for it.
We brag to attract people to us. Here we have not developed past the teenage boy who does stupid stunts to impress the girls. They honestly believe if they smash a coke can on their heads, all the girls will go to the prom with them.
We brag to feel superior. We think if we tear someone else down and then tell of the great things we are capable, of we will move up in the world. And sometimes that works. The cream of the crop does not always rise to the top. So often the person who is constantly reminding you of how good they are rises to the top. This is despite their not being the best choice. But hey, the bosses heard somewhere that they were the best at what they are doing.
We brag to cover our inadequacies. We say to the world what we have accomplished so we can disguise the fact that, we are failing the job for which we currently are responsible. I am a rich man. I went to a good college. We brag in a futile attempt to build our self-esteem. We have magical thinking that if we say we are the best maybe it will make us the best. We have a lack of confidence. So we attempt to disguise this with our braggadocio.
We brag sometimes to feel superior. If I am part of the great white race I proclaim how grand I and my race are compared to others. We bend science and facts to make us look the best. This is so others will let us have our way. This is the core of white supremacist methodology.
Finally, we brag to feel as though we have purpose. We fill the airwaves with our great thoughts and deeds to convince ourselves and others we matter. We have non-purpose-filled lives and we will never be happy until we do something that matters.
And this is our new conundrum: we have a president who is a braggart. He sometimes, like a youth needs people to see everything he does in the hopes that it will make him attractive. And it does not work. He brags sometimes to cover his black hole of need to feel very important. It is as though he never measured up to his father’s demands. He fills the twitter air with ‘big’ words trying to convince the world he has a plan and purpose. And just as his father, who was a member of the KKK, he must proclaim that the alt-right is full of decent people.
I guess the moral of the story is we better get a handle on our own bragging. Or else our brag will be spilling all over ourselves.