Reading Stoic_Slaughter's journal

Today in my English class I was getting quite perturbed at the idiocy of my associates. (It happens daily.) I usually have several outbursts of, "You're stupid," but I really hate being mean, so I tried to suppress it until I said, "Hey guys, let's have a genocide of idiots!" I swear to you, everyone who heard me replied, "Can we do that Mrs. Groves?" and they looked all excited. Apparently they thought that a "genocide of idiots" was some term for a party because I always "use big words" and the way I said it was clearly emphatic enough to mean a party. Moderately ironic, because it would be a party for me.

I often have a habit of saying really terrible things. I feel bad about it, but sometimes things just spill out. "Let's have an idiot Holocaust. I'll be Hitler." Wow. Yeah, I'm a jerk. (The Hitler comment reminded me of this.)

For my next trick, I shall make you all disappear.

I have a feeling that you are going to hate me!

Well, I fall into that percentage of people who never read books. But, I have a genuine issue. I am allergic to books. The moment I open a book, I start sneezing! I think every book which has ever been made attracts some particles of dust, and the moment one opens the book my nose for some reason attracts them like a magnet, and I don't like dust. So, actually, I am allergic to dust, but somehow books and dust are like siamese twins - inseparable.

I also have another problem. Every time I get past the dust stage, and try to read a book, I am never able to get past the preface stage. The preface of any book has some kind of magical powers that have always succeeded in making me fall asleep.

Anyways, I try to keep myself current by gathering as much knowledge from the internet. I try to read as many journals, articles, news, websites, learn about different cultures, meet new people, and everything that's possible via the internet. My life revolves around the internet, and I guess, I don't miss the books that much. Well, now we have eBooks, you pay some amount, and the whole book is available for you to read on the internet. You can even pursue further education via internet without reading any book at all. So, I am not sure if I am missing anything, but I am sure there should be something that I maybe deprived of, but I am waiting for the day when the books are made dust-free and are devoid of the preface. Till then, long live internet!

Love is blind, but marriage is a real eye opener.

This post was edited by ReallyCoolDude on Jan 11, 2005.

I have a feeling that you are going to hate me!

Goodness no! I guess I emphasized too much the reading of books when I should've emphasized reading in general. I have no problem with people who don't read books, and I certainly have no problem with you. :) I am merely ashamed that my country is full of so many people who are blind to the knowledge around them. That was really the whole purpose of my post.

For my next trick, I shall make you all disappear.

Can we do that Mrs. Groves?" and they looked all excited. Apparently they thought that a "genocide of idiots" was some term for a party because I always "use big words" and the way I said it was clearly emphatic enough to mean a party. Moderately ironic, because it would be a party for me.
I often have a habit of saying really terrible things. I feel bad about it, but sometimes things just spill out. "Let's have an idiot Holocaust. I'll be Hitler." Wow. Yeah, I'm a jerk. (The Hitler comment reminded me of this.)

*cracks up laughing*

I so wish I was in your class.

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It's hard to believe that your classmates are really that dumb.
So it's true what's being said about American idiocy (assuming you're from USA)..

"I never think of the future. It comes soon enough...."

It's hard to believe that your classmates are really that dumb

Isn't it? These people are the top of my class too. It's pitiful. I am, indeed, from America.

For my next trick, I shall make you all disappear.

Well, check this out. I've met some of the most intelligent, and some of the most 'braindead' people as both co-workers in my industry, and customers who frequent it. It's quite frustrating, at times, to see the disparity between the two. You'd think that in a bar environment, you'd only meet people who had killed off all of their brain cells... but that is not the case. :)

I hate to dispell the myth that some people have of 'entertainers'... but some of the most intelligent people (as well as some of the most intellectually-challenged...) I have worked with in my industry; so, in other words, while hanging out in relative darkness, I meet a very broad cross-section of people...

I can sit down and have deeply intellectual conversations with quite a few of the other 'entertainers', who are mostly extremely to fairly intelligent young women who are working their way through school, and trying to raise families. It is hard to raise a child alone (or with a significant other for that matter), go to work for hours on end, and go to school.

Intelligence seems to have a way of making life seem very frustrating if you can't exercise your brain power, and so, most of my co-workers have opted to combine this career with their familial responsibilities, so that they have the time for more intellectual pursuits at places of higher learning, and at the library.

I don't know why this is... but I find two stereotypes to be true of my co-workers: 1)The abuse factor... which I shan't mention..., and 2)waaaaaay smarter than they let on.

*smiles mischieviously*

Sometimes it is like watching someone change personalities... to see them come out of 'character'/off-role and talk like their true selves... A bunch of 'actors'/'actresses'... really.

Me... I don't hide my smarts. That might be why I don't make a whole lot of money, comparitively. People get intimidated way too easily, and don't understand always, that if you make a witty wisecrack, you aren't necessarily trying to put them down - you're just plain making a joke, and laughter is in order.

It's also okay to playfully banter back and forth with witticisms, but not take it all too seriously. Sometimes I wish that I were a an old-style geisha instead. Or one of those temple maidens, where people come to be engaged in intelligent conversation, and to be charmed by your artistic (musical and otherwise) talents. A lost art, really.

Rennaisance men and women exist in droves, but they are hiding in the dark, mostly...

One of my former coworkers spoke German, French and Russian fluently... while three more were in Med School. One young woman has the dubious reputation of being just as eccentric, intelligent, and crazy as I am. *winks* She has bookshelves from here to China, as do I.

I'm supposed to go to a Going-Away Party tonight for a young woman I met at work. She was at my stage, and somehow (don't know how that is...*winks*), we became engaged in a conversation about our favorite authors. I'll probably never see her again after the party, because she is moving rather far away, but I am going to try to go, so that I can have one last chance to talk to the 'girl' who wowed my mind with her intelligence.

Inside that place as well, there are, of course, the proverbial crackheads and junkies (customers as well as employees)... to paraphrase Robin Williams: "Junkies, transvestites, and pimps, Oh my! Follow the yellow brick road..."

But...

Most of my friends inside of that place are fairly healthy, intelligent individuals, who express frustration like the above about the 'braindead' factor; and most of them are 1) at odds with management, and 2) with the rich dudes who come in to get their egos stroked, because they have no real self-confidence, and must make skads of money to prove to themselves that they are worth something. I juat want the money to live, travel, and support my art habit, because if I can't meet new people and make art I feel stifled. I guess we all have our hang-ups and insecurities.

I think that, intelligence has a way of not being very diplomatic, and employers and such, don't like the fact that you won't kiss their asses. Employers in many different venues seem to be like that... they mess with you and screw with your money, if you don't kiss butt. Personally, I prefer to kiss someone on their face, and to be able to hold an intelligent conversation with them. My bitter, nasty side comes out whenever anyone tries to imply that I am just a chicky-chick.

I've actually talked to people in that club, who were avid readers, poets, painters, armchair philosophers, physicists, medical researchers, and just plain old, wise folks. Then, I've come into contact with the most ignorant and innorant people alive. The broad-spectrum is mind-boggling!

Then there are the people who just weren't blessed with brains, but they have more compassion in their little fingers than some of the most intelligent people I know. Why is it that intelligence and compassion are generally such an odd combination? I find it very hard sometimes to be compassionate... and I have to remind myself that being smart doesn't make me better than someone else. I realize that feeling superior is just the tiny pea under the Princess's bed that needles her into becoming a monster of a human being.

If my association with both intelligent and mentally-challenged people has taught me anything, it is that I should strive to retain my intelligence while trying to be as kind as some of the most unintelligent people that I know.

And it's really hard sometimes when people act a fool, isn't it? Sometimes I just snap and go off... but instead of throwing the baby out with the bath water, I try to dust myself off and try again.

Every once in a while, I'll look up and see that for weeks on end I have been a complete smartass with a bad attitude. It's then that I meekly remember that I've met people smarter than myself who are jerks all the time, and that I don't want to be one of them. But the ego gets in the way, sometimes. *sigh* And the insecurity. *sigh*

I guess we all have our faults.

My mind is made up...not like my bed, which is a mess.

This post was edited by rosyxxx on Jan 24, 2005.