I’ve been hearing about Marie Kondo for a few years now, and it was a cultural moment that I eyed with some suspicion. With her diminutive, delicate aesthetic and the quaint ‘tidying’ language used, I assumed it was a sort of Dear Miss Manners of the 21st century. And I wanted none of that. The video clips I saw of news anchors interviewing her for 2 minute segments, ‘tv’ voices thundering like bowling balls against her fastidious Japanese, always…