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Apr 23, 2007 - Society    10 Comments

In the republic of mediocrity, intelligence is dangerous

The most insidious influence on the young is not violence, drugs, tobacco, drink or sexual perversion, but our pursuit of the trivial and our tolerance of the third rate. –
Eric Anderson

Is it just me or are there other people who get completely pissed at the lack of passion, conviction, time and quality that seems to go into creating everything around us, be it consumer products, pieces of art or literature. Is it just me who wants to break the maddening and never ending cycle (or so it seems) of mediocrity where everything inventive is shunned because it either requires effort and time or you actually are required to get off the oft trodden path which is unacceptable to so many of us because it is “The Known.”
When I accept a job, I generally assume that people have hired me because I am good at what I do and people who hire me claim to need me so that I can enhance the existing quality of work. Recently, I signed on to rewrite the web contents of a technological firm. The original website had too many typos so I sat down and rewrote some parts and edited and proof read the rest. I finished my task in the stipulated time but only a few pages at the website were upgraded. When I asked them why have they not changed the rest of the pages, they said that they don’t need to change them as those pages don’t get hit often. I was flabbergasted. I mean I have already done the work, and if you can upload 6 pages, why not upload 11 more pages? How hard can that be? They had already paid me the full sum of money promised, but they opted not to use my services to the max. when I argued more, they terminated my 6 months contract after just three months of services. Needless to say, I’m really not proud of the site and have not included it in my CV. I don’t want people to know that I am responsible for a site where major typos exist. What the world has come to? As a person, I offered my best to the world, but I was ridiculed and insulted and I still cannot believe that I was punished for not my worst effort but for striving for the best.
Ask anyone, they bemoan the fact that they cannot hire smart and talented individuals who can independently carry out tasks. I used to believe all such individuals till I encountered “The Wall.” I wanted to change my job and started looking around. I applied to a few places and some other people called me as well when they heard that I was available (in the job market, that is). I went for all the interviews, all the interviews went great, my CV is quite impressive (yes, I know, I am not modest) I am articulate, confident and has proven my ability to deliver the good innumerable times, but I was never appointed although I got great vibes in all my interviews.
Now, the question that I ask myself is, how do I, and other three and half people like me, control this celebration of everything mediocre and mundane, how do we put an end to this ongoing festival of the sub-par? Do we die trying or try dying? If you’re like me who can’t stifle the passion that goes into your work, you will probably die trying.

Apr 20, 2007 - quirky    15 Comments

What makes one complex/weird/unusual?

Is it having contrasting opinions, being a non conformist, being unmarried is an overwhelmingly married country like Pakistan or someone who suffer from superiority/inferiority complex? I actually fulfill the criteria on all counts (yes I alternate between superiority and inferiority complex) and I have been called all that and some more.

I know I am complex, at times; I have been told that I have multiple personality disorder. People say that for various reasons. For instance, I use words like iconoclastic, angst, catapult, bludgeon, puerile, myriad, grotesque, conjure, cringe, deplore, abhor, lament, loathe and awry, which I am told that most normal people do not use. Normal people use words like cool, awesome, chill and whatnot. Its not that I use these words just to show my prowess of English language (which I invariably end up doing), it’s just that I abhor, deplore, loathe and cringe at a lot of things/people/incidents. Another thing that makes me weird is the fact that I think it is ok to stalk your crush. Come on! What’s the use of having a crush if you cannot stalk them; ask them all silly questions that should betray your true feelings and basically just annoy the shit out of them. That’s why one has a crush in the first place. Secondly, I think it is very important to have an object of affection, even if you do change that object periodically.

I have perfected the art of rolling eyes … I can roll them heaven wards, downwards, leftwards, rightwards and afterwards, I now fear that my vision is ruined for life. Such a unique accomplishment also makes me an oddball.

I find most things overrated. That includes almost everything except friendships.

I excel at the art of stating the obvious; for instance, I have been brushing my teeth, twice-a-day-every-day all my life, and I still have them; so I would like to state (quite obvious) that you cannot brush your teeth away.

I have also been brushing my hair for the same amount of time and have gotten rid of most of them; so it is a proven fact (another obvious) that unlike your teeth, you can actually brush your hair away.

The list is pretty long, anyone who reads it (all you two and half people), feel free to add your own weird quotient…