"To know one's self is wisdom, but not to know one's neighbors is genius"
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Antrim’s line delivers its punch by posing as a proverb and then quietly detonating it. “Know thyself” is the old moral homework assignment: introspection as virtue, self-awareness as civilization’s baseline. She grants that premise with “wisdom,” a word that sounds earned, sober, socially approved. Then she swerves: “but not to know one’s neighbors is genius.” Suddenly the ethical glow curdles into social strategy.
The intent is satirical, but not merely cute. Antrim is needling the Victorian-era cult of moral improvement and the simultaneous rise of polite urban anonymity. “Neighbors” aren’t just people next door; they’re the intrusive expectations of community - gossip, obligations, surveillance disguised as friendliness. Calling ignorance “genius” flips the social script: maybe the truly talented person isn’t the one who perfects their inner life, but the one who escapes everyone else’s.
The subtext is a defense of boundaries dressed up as a compliment to isolation. It pokes at how “knowing” others often functions as a form of soft power - collecting personal details, performing concern, policing norms. Not knowing your neighbors isn’t simple shyness; it’s opting out of the neighborhood as an informal court of law.
What makes it work is the calibrated imbalance: wisdom is noble but pedestrian; genius is glamorous and rare. By awarding “genius” to social disengagement, Antrim exposes a modern appetite for privacy and selective connection - an early wink at the idea that constant community can be as suffocating as loneliness.
The intent is satirical, but not merely cute. Antrim is needling the Victorian-era cult of moral improvement and the simultaneous rise of polite urban anonymity. “Neighbors” aren’t just people next door; they’re the intrusive expectations of community - gossip, obligations, surveillance disguised as friendliness. Calling ignorance “genius” flips the social script: maybe the truly talented person isn’t the one who perfects their inner life, but the one who escapes everyone else’s.
The subtext is a defense of boundaries dressed up as a compliment to isolation. It pokes at how “knowing” others often functions as a form of soft power - collecting personal details, performing concern, policing norms. Not knowing your neighbors isn’t simple shyness; it’s opting out of the neighborhood as an informal court of law.
What makes it work is the calibrated imbalance: wisdom is noble but pedestrian; genius is glamorous and rare. By awarding “genius” to social disengagement, Antrim exposes a modern appetite for privacy and selective connection - an early wink at the idea that constant community can be as suffocating as loneliness.
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