You know, some days I just feel so stupid. I mean, even more stupid than usual. Today is one of those days.
Feeling stupid in turn gives rise to feelings of inadequacy. Feelings of inadequacy that are exacerbated when I read blogs written by people a whole lot cleverer than me.
When its blogs about books I read in my stupid state I wonder if these clever people are actually superior sentient beings to me. I can't express this very well because I'm stupid. But maybe you can see what I mean. Do clever people get more out of Shakespeare than I do? Or even my beloved Fitzgerald? That sort of thing. Does that make me a lesser person as a result.
It reminds me of that debate: Is an African life worth more than a European one? Or is that an invalid analogy?
Somebody clever out there explain this to me, would you?
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