I’m a Creep. I’m Sorry.
Dave McClure

This sounds as if it is a carefully calculated and closely examined — but antispetic — strategic ploy.

Of course, I could be wrong. This could be scripted to avoid drawing any more negative attention to the women who were victimized in the name of power and prestige — and ego — don’t forget ego.

In the end, we know what he did in terms of the classification of the infraction, but we really have no idea how many conquests were made, and how many reputations were sullied, and how many careers were undermined.

We also have no idea if he is penitent, even in the most basic application of the term.

He sounds like a sociopath, and we know they are incapable of true empathy. (They know the difference between right and wrong; they just don’t believe such restrictions apply to themselves.)

Of course, I could be wrong. I am a middle-aged, conservative guy who has never wielded true power in the business world, and I have never been gratified by conquests as referenced here.

In short, I am not convinced that these words are of any great import of weight. But I don’t want to play God entirely, so I am leaving the possibility that he is sincere. (But I am looking at my shoes when I say that.)

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