You Can't Fix Stupid - Letter 1
Below is a writing exercise that I did a while ago. I just thought it was funny, so I wanted to share it with all of you.
May I start out by saying, oh my! You do suffer from a severe and disabling disease. One that I do believe will never be cured. You see it has plagued man from the beginning of computers and will continue to wreak havoc until we are all dead and buried. I am afraid to even put a name to this disorder, for fear that it will be used as a crutch by the many hypochondriacs of the world.
Suffice it to say that you suffer from what appears to be a mild form of the disorder. I am positive you suffer from Socialitis Networkius Obscurosis. Never heard of it? Well, it is not widely documented by that name, but as you will find out, you display some of the symptoms.
Obscure statements on social networking sights are definitely a symptom. While it is socially acceptable to post about what you are doing, when even you cannot understand what you are posting, you are more serious than you understand.
This however is not the worst case of the disorder that I have seen. Let me replay for you a conversation another reader sent me.
Andrew says; “My life is my own, and if people weren’t such people I wouldn’t have to live up to the standards that have been set for me by others.”
Bad right? Except you should see the conversation further as Andrew’s brother Frank joins in. Here is Frank’s comment.
Frank says; “Why should people be people? If you want a life of a standard you choose, than the families of others should let you choose.”
And just to add to that, Andrew decided to respond to his brother Frank’s comments by saying the following.
Andrew says; “You have no clue Frank, your people are part of the people who are the problem with my living standards.”
Are you completely confused now? Both Andrew and Frank were too, by the end of the conversation. It got so bad that no one in their family would talk to them anymore, for fear of getting some obscure statement in response. So by now, I am sure you are asking yourself if they can be cured, can I?
Just hold your horses for a second, because I never said I cured them, in fact I didn’t. Like I said in the beginning there is no cure. All I could offer them were four simple words, which seemed to confuse them even more, and I am sure you will feel the same. “You can’t fix stupid.”
Dr. Eli Weizenstein