Sharing information: what’s so terrible about being corrected?

Following on from a comment I made in reply to madame_parker and to accompany my breakfast this afternoon, since it’s a little too early for Vodkir cocktails (vodka, cassis and lemonade for anyone who’s interested), said comment made me wonder; just why is it so hard to say sorry?


( “While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave; I have other uses for you, darling” )