People hate my guts when I argue with them.
And it’s because I’ve learned a little secret everyone should use to write their book and become an expert in their field.
So, last night I got into a heated debate with my parents.
That’s very typical in my family — no big deal — and I’ll spare you the details of the argument. For context, we started talking about economics and then the debate went to a bunch of places.
We went as far back as the Big Bang, if you're curious to know.
Anyway, I had a very clear point to make. It was nothing too controversial, nothing too provocative. But it was a point that’s arguable...
... which is why we were arguing over it. Ha!
But my parents kept taking some points of my argument, assuming what I thought, and argued over those very points. In some cases, these mini-debates were legitimate. In some others, they weren't.
When we write or speak,...