I find it incredibly fascinating when someone’s obnoxious bravado comes not from trying to cover up deep-seated insecurities**, but from actual complete and utter confidence, particularly when said person is none too bright and frequently incorrect about even the most mundane and well-known things/actual facts. It’s kind of beautiful.
Doesn’t mean I want to talk to them, though.
*About people I only know in meatspace.
**l’État, c’est moi