Thursday, August 24, 2006

that stoopid feeling

stupidity, it’s a virtue. (or so i keep telling myself. sometimes on an almost daily basis) it’s especially important to remember this when you’re caught in the spotlight of a wholly irrational exploit. when the alarm bells in your head are clanging out loud, but not loud enough to drown the forceful imaginary voices of wisdom which are telling you that you should have known better. when you’re praying to the high heavens to open up the ground beneath your feet or shower you with lightning bolts or some such like. because god knows, you’re never never ever going to live it down.

stupidity, it’s an asset. it’s inversely proportional to age. directly influenced by spontaneity. and has a residual after-effect that lasts for as long or as little a while as you want it to.

the young do stupidity gloriously. with consummate ease. with a beautiful lack of self consciousness in the act. like they were born to it. like it’s fun. like it’s okay to be stupid.
they’re right, it is.

let me tell you why:

usually you only end up feeling stupid because you took a chance, put yourself out there, and had it blow up in your face. now, don’t associate stupidity with the 'blowing up in your face', instead, associate it with ‘taking a chance’. and at once you’ll see why stupidity is a desirable quality.

people look at you with kindness. they shake their heads as if to say, ‘poor sod’. but hell, they'll treat you with patience and thoughtfulness.

you’ll find that your reactions to your stupidity are even more stupid than the original stupidity itself. so quit at the first stupidity and feel really happy with your self that it wasn’t much worse. we should all count our blessings, where we find them.

and that’s not all, stupidity is fun. really fun. it’s fun to not have to worry about other people’s image of you. it’s fun to go out on a limb. it’s fun to not always think something through. it’s fun. period. and we could all do with a little more of that in our lives.

that said, if you don’t see me around for a bit, know that i’m living in a little hole in the ground under your feet, waiting to live my latest stunt down.

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