Contradiction, to me, spoke to the existence of context and complexity, and beyond that, to the reality that, no matter how much we know, there is much that cannot be known. The universe, the earth, our bodies, are ever changing. What is real in us might not be real, might not be who we are, tomorrow. We might be one person in our houses and another person at our neighbor’s house down the road. For some of us, this is also true of our voices. But, to George, contradiction in an argument, discontinuity in a voice, signaled laziness, dishonesty. It was grounds to assume moral failure.

