For once and for all, I declare wholeheartedly that it is a good thing to be an intellectual.
How wonderful it is that one may spend all of his or her time thinking about the nature of truth and how we know what we know, dedicate his or her life to unlocking the clues of the universe, or embark on his or her never ending search for an equal in thought and philosophy as a partner in life.
I declare that the sheer act of being an intellectual or even wanting to be an intellectual, my friends, is a good thing.
There are things that I want to know and things that I want to understand and these things are myriad and tenfold.
I write this after a couple of days of trying to piece information together to make a whole, and I have learned that there are people who are much better at this than I. (I apologize for being obtuse, it is a necessity for this post.)
But intellectuals are gorgeous in their own way. They can certainly be handsome or beautiful, but there is something else about a person who wants to know things and argue about them and who revels in the large and small victories of being correct, or wanting to be correct, knowing the best answer to a question, or knowing how to look for that best answer.
There's this innate confidence in many intellectuals, and sometimes it plays out more on the page than in person, but I think that this confidence has to be more developed in women. Men seem to be more comfortable with their 'rightness.' But I am writing this from a woman's perspective unaware of my own seeming comfort with being right.
This is a scattered post at best, but what it boils down do is these questions:
1. Are smart people more attractive? 2. Do men corner the market on confidence mixed with intellectuality? 3. Will I ever learn how to write a coherent post again?