Wednesday

Wow who am I dating...



"Intelligence is so perverse in our society that people legitimately believe high income earners are among the smartest bunch. That housemaids, minimum wage workers, and fast food chain employees join the ranks of Deltas and Epsilons. I used to think college was a revolutionizing institution. A place to break out of this mold. Now I believe it to just exacerbate the entire ordeal. ESPECIALLY ESPECIALLY ESPECIALLY humanities dicks who look at Culture X or Psychology Patient Y and can't resist the urge to scream "SOCIOLOGY EXPLAINS THIS, I AM A GENIUS". The path linearizes and skepticism is eschewed and any remote form of discussion takes a backseat as these blindfolded orthodoxical visionaries ravage after a typography of the word carrot. You can read a million books about poverty, but you've never lived under a bridge and seen mothers give birth to a stillborn across from you. You can read a million books about war, but you've never sat in trenches, or bucketed across streams, or watched someone take their final breath . You can read a million books about Kant and Freud and Sartre and Durkheim and you can have a million discussions with "intellectual" peers, but you've never experienced Schizophrenia, or prayed to a Tjurunga, or gone endurance hunting with nothing more than a spear. And you can read a million romance novels but you've never experienced what it feels like to just think (JUST THINK) about someone and have your toes curl. It seems to be the case that the older and more convicted people become, the easier it is for them to tell you exactly what to do. Take it with a grain of salt. Stop taking advice from people (irony irony irony irony irony). Since you were born, EVERYONE seems to feel like they have the golden rule on how to fix things, and they won't waste a second telling you what it is. Parents, politicians, professors, friends, it's all the same. They weren't given an unfair advantage. They weren't vaccinated against erroneous behavior at young ages. They didn't register for a kindergarten elective titled "How to Life". They weren't doused in ectoplasmic advice goo that transformed them into a contemporary King Midas where they can grant solace to everything they touch. They're just doing their best to figure it out. And you have the exact same potential. Trust yourself. Trust in what you want. "