Stupidity

One day, I felt a need to vomit all my sorrow against human stupidity. Feeling overwhelmed by its weight, I took a piece of paper and a red MUJI pen and let it go, I let it flow right through me. Not thinking in what light I am placing myself, arrogant, high and mighty me, I threw it all up. Whatever, one cannot always function in a dove heart mode.

Stupid is for me…

lack of knowledge and zero will to acquiring it. Never surprised or curious. Narrow-minded. Common sense as a main tool of reasoning. Experience being an oracle and a source of all wisdom. Fearful, aggressive, cynical. Passive-aggressive. Gossiping, double-faced. With attitude “everyone’s against me”. Attached to the past, memories, traditions. Emotionless, expressionless. Not sharing any thoughts, only in a safe environment, which can be considered as double-faced or merely lack of courage. Deaf for any advice. Fiercely rejecting wisdom. Extremely reluctant to a change. Not willing to undertake any risk, calling it irresponsible, unstable or a waste of time. Stuck with certain opinions. Extremely reluctant to challenging any of their views.

There is nothing that makes me more frustrated than a bunch of these, braided together in a deadly circle.

Does it make me sound arrogant, not noticing that claiming stupidity in others, I’m being stupid myself? I mean, I well remember (if it’s actually possible, taking our memory faults) myself 5 years ago, for instance. Suffice it to say that I’d rather forget. Yet, back then, I surely also claimed being not the stupidest person in the world! I guess — therefore — stupidity strongly depends on the context in which we consider it. And the surroundings and circumstances. And people to which we’re comparing.

Smart with -er ending somehow automatically requires “than”, some form of a clear comparison, don’t you think? Smarter than who? The rest of the population? Or maybe here again — it depends on the context. It surely does. As does my frustration with people being stupid in my subjective perception in very certain time and space. Not to mention that, being aware of one’s own stupidity, makes a person plus hundred smarter.