Wolf Messing

Wolf Messing

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family, Messing fled from Germany to the USSR before World War II. His abilities came to the attention of Joseph Stalin.

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When he was 11 he ran from home and made it to Berlin, where he undertook some unskilled labour. He often had nothing to eat. During one of faintings caused by starvation he was taken to a hospital, where a neuropathologist, professor Adel discovered his abilities. According to a common version, Wolf had read the thoughts of the doctor, when he allegedly thought that the pol

Considering what this man did, how can we begin to state that there is no subconscience.
Please, I challenge anybody, disprove Wolf Messing!
The man ribbed a bank and snuck upon Stalin as practice.


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The problem with these wonderful stories about Messing is that their one and only original source is Messing himself: they are derived from a series of autobiographical articles

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I have met the challenge. Now what else you got

When the only source of information is the person in question, expect there to be some serious spin to their story.


For example, I led a team on the project to construct much of the hardware in the new Estonian Cyber-defense system implemented a year ago.
I could spin my story to claim that I and I alone saved Estonia from economic destruction at the hands of Russian electronic attacks. How would anyone stop me without giving away details of the project that aren't to be given out? Hence, it would be an undeniable story.

... but I have certain morals that prevent me from lying like that.

What really happened is I was simply a technician who proved himself to be an effective leader, and was assigned a team... or rather my original co-workers became my employees.

Stories can be spun so many ways.

Am I proud of what I did for the project? Heck yes. Should I be? Absolutely.
But I have one thing that differs from so many others... the morals that prevent me from taking credit for the work of others.

I may have been in charge of my team, but it was the team in the end that made it possible.


This Wolf Messing fellow clearly takes credit for things he simply wasn't involved with.

I know the trend, you meet someone famous in passing, you pretend the meeting meant something more, then you invent dialogue that never happened, and a fake relationship is invented between you and the person in question.

It's called delusion of grandeur.