I’m also a dork/dweeb/loser/misanthrope.
And I’m really very happy. You’d think being all those negative things I’d be terribly miserable, hanging by my neck from a rope, but nope I’m sat composing this post, my window is slightly open, my hometown is deadly quiet, which I’m finding a little unsettling, the sky is blue, the sun is shining, I’m as happy as happy can be not a care, worry or problem in the world, all is well, who wouldn’t want everything to be well?
These negative things I am for the purposes of a blog post, and because I’ve got an hour to waste before heading out to work, I’ll examine one by one. First up:
The Wikipedia, quick, definition of the word is this:
“peculiar person, especially one who is perceived to be overly intellectual, unfashionable, or socially awkward”
I wouldn’t claim to be overly intellectual, or even mildly intellectual, because I’m also a self confessed idiot as well as a geek/nerd/dork/dweeb/loser/misanthrope, but I do read, I’m currently finishing off a book about Classical Philosophy and finding it all kinds of great, I don’t know if that makes me intellectual I always figure someone intellectual is also smart, as in clever, and I’m certainly NOT clever.
I am however unfashionable, I couldn’t even tell you what todays fashion trends are I don’t spend a ton of cash on clothes or any kind of vanity item, I’m not the least bit vain, I’m overweight I wear geek/nerd related t-shirts every day, Converse All Stars usually upon my feet, I’ve probably got a messenger bag or backpack on my person that contains my iPad and comic books. My clothes are always washed and ironed but they’re not fashionable, I might, every few years, purchase a pair of Levi’s, usually in a half price online sale, and now and again I’ll buy Converse All Stars, but I’ve been wearing such footwear since I was a teenager and I don’t consider them fashionable, though they do appear popular.
I like being socially awkward, if there’s a party I’m not invited, and even if I were I’d not turn up because staying at home on my own reading comic books and watching movies seems a much better waste of my time and to be honest I find parties, and other social gatherings, boring, on the rare occasions I socialise I’m mostly wishing I was at home sat in my pants (underwear) eating pizza and watching a horror movie.
From Wikipedia I stole this:
‘Such a person may spend inordinate amounts of time on unpopular, obscure, or non-mainstream activities, which are generally either highly technical or relating to topics of fiction or fantasy, to the exclusion of more mainstream activities.’
I spend all my spare time on unpopular non-mainstream activities if I’m not reading comic books then I’m making an attempt to create my own, I guess these days binge watching TV shows can be considered mainstream so popular it seems the activity has become, so I can for sure say hours of my spare time spent watching Star Trek TOS and The X-Files is mainstream these days and disappointingly so.
A dork is apparently a contemptible socially inept person. All hail the dorks.
A dweeb is apparently a boring socially inept person. All hail the dweebs.
According to the Urban Dictionary a loser is this:
- Unable to raise their social status
- Have gone through many hardships
- Will probably be virgins for a LONG time
- Have been tormented about being losers for all their life and don’t need to hear any more bull shit.
I’m not depressed, I’m happy being a loser it’s great, I mean that sincerely without any hint of sarcasm or flippancy.
The social ladder isn’t something I wish to climb I’m happy on the ground looking up at the ladder and thinking to myself, ‘I’m glad I’m not on that ladder it looks unsafe.’
I’ve not yet had to go through any hardships, life has been, and is but, a dream.
I have had sex, once or twice, it was a long time ago and I have no idea how I managed it I doubt I would now, I wouldn’t know what to do, if I saw tits and a vagina I’d probably scream, ‘ARGH!’ Prematurely ejaculate and then embarrassed run for my life.
No one’s ever tormented me, not yet at least.
Aristotle said of the misanthrope:
‘an essentially solitary man, is not a man at all: he must be a beast or a god.’
Now I’m no god, what arrogance to believe otherwise but I’m also no beast, besides Aristotle seems a bit out dated surely a woman can also be a misanthrope. Right?
I see my own misanthropy as a general dislike of humanity, humans are so noisy, and full of it and either whining or bragging, plus humans make wars, murder and rape. What’s to like about humans? What are their good qualities? We seem so selfish, and stupid, and brutal, and violent. I guess ‘to each their own’ is the only way to avoid being a misanthrope and just try and find common ground but that seems like such hard work.
Down with humans! It’s much easier.