The Glamour of Stupidity

Apple of my eye SB has lately been sharing the phrase, “I like to be the stupidest person in the room.”

I was thinking about that just now. The value of being the person in the room with the least to offer.

Fascinating. Are you fascinated…? Feel the fascination.

I have a lot of like super smart friends. In fact, very few of my friends lack an obvious intellect. I hate stupidity. I loath its presence and the fact that I inevitably cross stupidity’s path all too often. I get no thrill in having a conversation with someone that can’t even articulate what their standpoint is on asphalt verse cobble streets. I mean if you can’t comprehend the difference between cobble and asphalt…I’m just saying.

On the flip side -

An ability to hurdle the stupids, and instead surround yourself with wisdom ridden gurus, is one of the most valuable things you can do for your personal life. You know how your parents are always saying stuff about your friends because they’re all like, “you are who your friends are”? Think about this:

There is nothing more inspiring than wanting something. ‘To want’ gets your blood pumping and your wheels turning as you strategize a plan to gain that thing you want. And everything we want, we want because we saw it somewhere else. Someone else had that something that we wanted, and now we MUST figure out how to get it.

That ‘want’ can be knowledge. It can be the ability to hold a meaningful conversation with your buddy who’s got a social GPA that’s through the roof. That’s a seriously valuable desire.

It doesn’t suck to feel like you’re one of, if not the, most intelligent people in a room, but what does it gift you as a person? Jack S*#%.

Think about it.

- C