Intellectuals
Intellectuals piss me off. I tried to be one, and then I suddenly saw how insane the whole thing was.
It's 20 past 2 in the morning, and I'm listening to a suprisingly brilliant play on Radio 4. A humanist professor is a stuck up intellectual prick with the rest of his friends, till he develops a heart condition. He drops is pen and paper for the more relaxing past time of maintaining his garden. He meets the neighbour over the fence, an average guy. They clash, but the guy's gentle words and calm approach brings our intellectual around. He finds himself a new person, and begins to reject his wife and intellectual friends. The climax comes when he invites Micheal (The average Joe) and his clever friends to his Birthday party. They floor Micheal, and ridicule him for not having any particular political views and what not. Our main character gets defensive.
The play was clever in the sense that it highlighted how stupid drinking champagne and talking about economical development to sound intelligent really is. Intelligence fits your own definition.
But I digress. Peaches woke up last night, and we got into her bed. We chatted for what seemed like hours. It's not just love, it's companionship. We've vowed to give up smoking for Thursday. It kills me to think that 10 (or less) years down the road she could be facing cancer or some respiratory related illness.
Oh and go here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ydrl79AbM70&search=snuff%20box
It'll change your life. I promise.
Alex.
It's 20 past 2 in the morning, and I'm listening to a suprisingly brilliant play on Radio 4. A humanist professor is a stuck up intellectual prick with the rest of his friends, till he develops a heart condition. He drops is pen and paper for the more relaxing past time of maintaining his garden. He meets the neighbour over the fence, an average guy. They clash, but the guy's gentle words and calm approach brings our intellectual around. He finds himself a new person, and begins to reject his wife and intellectual friends. The climax comes when he invites Micheal (The average Joe) and his clever friends to his Birthday party. They floor Micheal, and ridicule him for not having any particular political views and what not. Our main character gets defensive.
The play was clever in the sense that it highlighted how stupid drinking champagne and talking about economical development to sound intelligent really is. Intelligence fits your own definition.
But I digress. Peaches woke up last night, and we got into her bed. We chatted for what seemed like hours. It's not just love, it's companionship. We've vowed to give up smoking for Thursday. It kills me to think that 10 (or less) years down the road she could be facing cancer or some respiratory related illness.
Oh and go here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ydrl79AbM70&search=snuff%20box
It'll change your life. I promise.
Alex.
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