"I'm not like them, but I can pretend. The sun is gone, but I have a light. The day is done. I'm having fun. I think I'm dumb or maybe just happy." Dumb - Nirvana
The pursuit of knowledge may be the biggest sham, or just the only way we can pass the time these days.
How much do we need to know? Does it really get you anywhere?
We will never KNOW where we came from or what happens when we die, so I never ponder such ridiculousness.
In the biblical sense, the apple was knowledge, so one bite for brains brought shame and deportation according to that book. I'm not a fan, but wonder sometimes if we'd be happier being stupid. You know, the whole "ignorance is bliss" thing?
I think I would've been happier NOT knowing some of the things I became aware of, and I think NOT knowing may also have prevented me from doing some less than noble things.
There is such a broad spectrum of knowledge, it's nearly impossible to absorb it all and count yourself brilliant in every way; I've never met anyone that was all encompassing in this area, anyways.
I don't hang with tards, but I don't expect that any of my besties are Rhodes scholars either. I'm certainly not of that sensibility, but I think street smarts and just overall life experience count for something. I used to be a bit of a snob about brains, as I do find them so very attractive, but have loosened my snippy grip in the area that concludes who is in this category in the last few years.
Clearly, I could never sleep with someone that can't spell "the" (oh yeah, I once hung out with someone who got a love poem with "the" misspelled repeatedly in it from a real sweetheart - he got the boot, but at least he was consistent), but then if I'm really drunk, I'm not about to sit someone down for some aptitude testing now am I?
The last time I was really attracted to someone though, we had a brief discussion about Sylvia Plath's PMS on a dance floor as foreplay. Does this make me an elitist?
"I'm stupid, you're smarter I'm stupid, thinking there's a way this could turn out right" I'm Stupid - Prime STH
I've yet to meet a nuclear physicist on a dance floor, or anywhere else for that matter. Are really smart people any fun? Or is it all "binary" with them? (Yeah Paul, that's for you. Call me you fuckhead!)
You don't have to be grey matter enhanced to be creative, but the creative types that I hang with are. Possibly not all book smart, but most of them are emotionally savvy, way more than I could ever be.
Maybe I can learn. Maybe that area of knowledge is more important than pronouncing "nuclear" correctly (mispronouncing it makes me cringe, but won't stop you from being president of the U.S., obviously).
Maybe knowing too much of one area throws the other off balance.
Maybe what we perceive as dumb IS actually happy? Does just having the ability to pose that question prevent one from it?
Currently listening : Stupid Girl By Garbage Release date: 1999-01-12