It took me a couple of times to figure out what the guy in Helen Simpson's "The Tipping Point" what babbling on about. However, such people have a tendency to make me second guess myself. Was he babbling or was he simply too difficult for an unrefined mind like mine (that'll be my next album title) to understand?
Really, when you strip away all of the pretentiousness, this is a tale of a relationship killed by distance. Not the loftiest of themes after all.
Perhaps the narrator has secretly come to realize he had made a mistake but he's too arrogant to admit it. Unfortunately, he gains no sympathy from a reader who, if they're like me, thinks his ex dodged a bullet.
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