The intimacy of a person is contained in many concepts, each of them is related to the sensitivity/subjectivity of those who live and observe it in firsthand. A subtle balance is created that undermines the concept of normality. What I consider to be normal can be taken as weird, tacky and embarrassing, precisely because it reaches the intimacy of the beholder. Normality has no place to stay: what is normal for me, is weird for you as an observer. Judging itself becomes an irrelevant attitude.