The Psychic Donut: Why I Always Know and Why It’s Not Magic
Let me say something that sounds completely batshit crazy. I can walk into a room and know within seconds who is lying, who is dangerous, who doesn’t belong, and who […]
Let me say something that sounds completely batshit crazy. I can walk into a room and know within seconds who is lying, who is dangerous, who doesn’t belong, and who […]
I used to call them sleepers. Not to their faces, even I know when to keep my mouth shut. But in my head, long before the Matrix made the metaphor […]
In my last post I wrote about the difference between autism rituals, compulsion and OCD. But there is one more label that tends to follow people like me around, […]
Recently I had a conversation that lasted an hour and a half and felt like five minutes with another fraud fighter. We met briefly at a professional event about […]