Snobbery

I hate the idea that special and unique human skills are inborn. It works in fiction and probably in some good TV shows, sure why not, but in reality, abilities are relative to interests, and people who think otherwise are snobs. That’s why I hate elitists. They propagate division, and that’s the last thing that people need these days. That and politics, i guess. Distinction, I like, but division, no no.

Basically, we become good at what we do because we invest time and labor to acquire skills necessary to aid us in our grand pursuits. We pursue things that pique our interest. Rocket scientists, as intelligent as they are (hot too), were not born with the ability to calculate the rate of an implosion in two minutes, or the acceleration rate of a jet flying at the speed of sound. These skills didn’t effortlessly develop on their own. As good as the idea sounds, things just don’t happen that way. People, with their interest in this subject, pushed themselves to learn these things.

My mouth is dry. I’m bored.

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Music: Brain Crack / Tracy Bonham / The Burdens of Being Upright