During this time of self-quarantine and social distancing, it
became pretty obvious that the introverts have an edge over the extroverts, as our
present situation goes straight to our existential being.
Introverts have been described as outliers in a society that
emphasizes the qualities of an extrovert and we have been pretty much shunned
and pushed aside because we just don't fit into the noisy and oversharing world
of the extrovert. Until Susan Cain's Quiet came along most introverts have plodded
along on their own paths, finding a way to go about their business and trying
to survive in an extroverted world by going along with the extroversion, trying
to fake it until we make it. It's been uncomfortable obviously for many of us, but
we adapt and then we all run home to our silence and solitude.
This enforced period of solitude and isolation comes along
and we watch somewhat bemusedly yet also with a mixed reaction of satisfaction and
horror as the rest of the world panics at the prospects of living in what we
would consider to be our nirvana: in solitude. Understand that we are bemused but
not unsympathetic to our extroverted friends, for we have been living on their
nirvana, where the chaos and noise not only discomforts us, it sometimes
paralyzes us to the point of incoherence. We had been forced act against our
nature. Once the world has flipped and the extroverted world must react in ways
that is against their nature. We are here to say: we get it, we understand, welcome
to our world, we will help you to understand our world as no one had in helping
us understand the extrovert world.