Idiot Professional

Being a professional in a specific field

has many privileges. 

For example, he has a say in and for that field 

while non-professionals do not.

Among these privileges, 

these professionals values one in particular: 

the excuse for being an idiot in all other fields.

When such a professional is approached 

in his workplace or social circles

for holistic advice, work output, 

or any other matters of a wider scope,

he often lacks the capability to provide it. 

The underlying reason is that, 

while he may possess 

substantial professional knowledge in his specific field, 

he has little or even no understanding of others, 

coupled with a lack of common sense. 

However, he can use the strong excuse of 

being a professional only in his specific field, 

stating that he does not have 

professional expertise in other fields.

The best he can do is to 

pass the buck to others or to 

other professionals in different fields.

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Leon the Professional (1994) 

(Sting - Shape of My Heart)

"Shape Of My Heart"

He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance [Studio version:]

The hidden law of a probable outcome [Live version:] 

The hidden laws of a probable outcome

The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the Jack of diamonds
He may lay the Queen of spades
He may conceal a King in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
But those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear a loss
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart