The saddest thing
I would be the first to admit, and in fact often, in a gathering, am the first to admit (which occasionally results in puzzled looks, as when the gathering has been convened to, for instance, eat a meal, and my ways are not yet known to the others present) that my resesarch skills are not stellar. And yet I have encountered no discussion in the literature of the following question, which cannot have failed to have occurred to anyone with a lick of sense, scire licet, why exactly does Tigger think it's so wonderful that he's the only Tigger?
Can we rule out deep-seated loathing for his own kind?
Comments
on 2009-03-24 1:37:11.0, Irene commented:
Yeah, I'm gonna go with your theory.
and, further, on 2009-03-24 13:56:02.0, ben commented:
Also not stellar: my typing skills. Or so it would seem.
and, further, on 2009-04-01 0:07:31.0, Di Kotimy commented:
I think he finds it freeing to be unfettered by the competitive pressures of non-uniqueness. He need not worry if he's a good enough Tigger or if other Tiggers are better than him because he's the only one!
and, further, on 2009-04-04 0:55:48.0, Kara commented:
It is apparent that if others were Tiggers, such as he is, they would do an unsatisfactory job.
and, further, on 2009-04-27 5:56:20.0, dave commented:
Have you consulted <a href=http://www.press.uchicago.edu/presssite/metadata.epl?mode=toc&bookkey=27440> this text?
Includes nine line drawings!