smart people
On the enjoyment of being a contrarian.
And by contrarian I mean the type of person who brings up every ornery thing they can think of to prove other people wrong just for the satisfaction of it.
If we’re expressing our contrary opinions, I’d just like to get off my chest the following: I tend to regard the reflexive finding of ways to call bullshit, sometimes even in one’s own supposed friends, as a very minor intellectual step above those who obsessively play to win at that best of party games, “top that.*
This other game, we’ll call it “who’s smarter”–it doesn’t do you any good. It doesn’t make you sound smart. It doesn’t make you friends. And let me tell you, two of these people in a room together is as fun as wad of burning hair. As soon as it leaves the realm of intellectual discussion and both parties still won’t drop it, it becomes about as entertaining as a fighting couple.
Via Yami, who is of course not the subject of my rant. I love you Yami.
* Top That: “I went bungee jumping” “oh, yeah, isn’t it great? I did bungee jumping from a helicopter five times” “oh well anyway when I did it they almost used a rope that was too long” “oh. heh, anyway, actually they did use a rope that was too long in my case but I only got a concussion and the pending lawsuit could win me millions, can you believe it?” *sour silence from the defeated party*
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I really love rounds of “top that” when they veer into obvious bullshit.
“I invented bungee jumping, we used to do it off the trench walls on the Western Front!”
Uh huh. I presume bungee jumping on the Western Front would have to have been on the 40-foot walls between the checkpoint and the surrounding towers?
Look, when I was your age, we didn’t have fancy internet bungee technology, we had to make our own fun. And we’re better people for it!
Doh! The age trump card. To which the only appropriate response is an eye roll. *rolls eyes*