“… Am I allowed to say that I think Umair Haque is a little… offputting? He’s got great things to say, but I just don’t like reading him.”
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Before, it was just kind of wonkish fun for me to write about this stuff. But the more I’ve thought about it, the more I’ve gotten a little angry about the ways in which business is failing us. I’ve really been feeling it - instead of just detachedly analyzing it. Maybe a bit too much - because it’s bleeding through in how I’ve been writing lately.
Umair’s writing lately—sarcastic mockery of those that disagree with him—reminds me of a conversation about ping pong I had with Deepal the other day. Deepal went off about how he wants to crush his co-workers in the sales department at ping pong, and he gets furious when he loses and mocks them to their face. Umair’s responses to criticism all seem to have this undertone of, I have spent a long time thinking about this and I know what I am talking about. You are an idiot and a sissy. I will destroy you. And he’s does. There’s a mixture there of a sense of pride, a general notion of superiority, and just being right. He has pwn’d his critics and I will continue to follow his career with great interest.
