@thecatsthecats
I accept all of your points, and oddly enough, the perspectives issue is rather pertinent to me as I'm autistic and find it almost impossible to empathise with things which I have no practical experience of.
That's not to say I don't have imagination or creativity, I just view fiction and poetry as things that are entirely whimsical, trivialities, and of no value in a world that for me is entirely about practicality. I do appreciate creativity in engineering solutions, love studying philosophy, the humanities, history, etc, etc, and anything that is 'real' or substantial. I also dislike mathematics, but mainly because I struggled with it academically, not because I don't believe it serves any worthwhile purpose.
I left school with a full house of passes, including English, and I genuinely have no idea how because I did roughly one and a half pages of written work in 18 months, and as I said, for the last 6 months I didn't even bother going to Lit class. I never truanted from other subjects because even if I struggled with them a bit I never found them mind numbingly boring in the way I with Lit. Even with Maths, I found it difficult and had to put in extra work to pass, but it never made me contemptuous the way being forced to wade through Shakespeare did. Similarly, I breezed sciences because as well as being interested I could actually see their practical purpose, and so I felt that it was something worthy of devoting some attention and effort to.
I think if anyone with a passing interest saw my personal book collection they'd realise they're not looking at the hoard of somebody NT. I have practically no fiction, yet countless biographies, historical non-fiction coming out of my ears, and umpteen boxes of hobby-related works, limited print runs etc.
Bizarrely enough, I absolutely adore Voltaire, and if you pushed me I'd probably say that Candide is my favourite book. I think that's in part because it does actually deal with significant historical events, but the humour is my sense of humour to a tee. I love the absurdity of his characters and their situations, and also the sarcasm, sardonic wit, and the way he both manages to openly mock the common thinking of the day, but do so it a way that would ultimately be entirely deniable. I think I can appreciate it because it's a work of satire, so it's relatively easy for me to grasp it an laugh along, whereas I just don't 'get' subjective things that are more obtuse, like most poetry. I really struggle with allegory most of the time, but not at all with Voltaire.