Pretend less, read more

This makes me even sadder.

The History Woman's Blog

nerd-glassesSince being a nerd has become cool I don’t like it any more. Big glasses are no longer the indicator of a visual impairment caused by too much reading, and pasty skin is less likely caused by long hours spent in libraries, archives or labs. It’s more likely the result of an overpriced holiday in Finland and cleverly applied make-up.

It is now socially acceptable, even hip, to be seen sitting by yourself in a murky café reading Camus. It is even more so if you’re wearing a baggy jumper you found in a charity shop, while frantically scribbling notes into your Moleskin notebook or are indeed staring into your MacBook. Not even questionable personal hygiene or unkempt hair are a safe indicator that the person next to you is a borderline genius.

On the other hand, real nerds are now heading to the gym to fight the pen pusher’s…

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The Fellow

I want to feel important,
As important as the avenue
I want to be somebody
As important as your revenues.

I’ve been dreaming
High and low
Like the river streaming
I’ve been thorough

Whatever gold or silver
I earn
The heart yearns passion
My mind will never quiver
For every thing I learn.
Even if the times will be over.

The times will be tough
People can be rough
When the bough breaks
You can’t be the one who cakes.

My last words to you, my fellow
Don’t put name to blame
This isn’t just a game
It is life, my fellow. It is life.

06-20-2014