The Good, The Smart and The Ugly (Part III): GNLU

This article was submitted to Ergo by Iqra Khilji, a second-year (Batch 2015-2020) at the Gujarat National Law University and marks the last in a series titled The Good, The Smart and The Ugly.


Funny Angel: (Overseeing placement process at a law school) The fat, smart one will nail it. The blonde would be nailed elsewhere. 😉

Feminist/ SJW Angel: Hey, that’s not fair.

Funny Angel: Humour is lost on you.       

Feminist/SJW Angel: Subjectivity is lost on you.              

God: Stop it. Jeez…  

Both Angels: That’s what we said when you screwed them up.

-Genius me

No. I’m not going to say things to boost your egos. Nothing like, “Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder”. It doesn’t. There are kinds of beauty. But the ugly truth is, that ‘ugly’ is a thing. You can be ugly. There; just pinch your nose, hold your breath and swallow it. You can make it immaterial to your existence. There’s the recovery pill for your self-esteems. But you’ll be ugly. You can be loved. You can be admired. You’ll just stop dealing with the ugliness and shift your focus to other pursuits. You an go on to tell yourself that they are better pursuits, if that helps you sleep at night. Which they are, alright, given.

But kindly stop harassing the woman with perfect proportions and great hair and no brains. She need not go around feeling like a goddess for a job her genes did. But that shouldn’t subject her to you constantly demeaning her existence, either. On a different note, here’s to all the blonde, curvaceous and exquisite women and men (change the adjectives on your own, would you?) blessed with an equally generous portion of grey matter.

Apologies, SJWs.

Here’s a hope that we can all assimilate into better social arrangements where the situatedness of our minds would no longer handicap us and we can celebrate the Apollonian alongside the Dionysian (or better hopes of everyone becoming as smart as me or too dumb to disagree with me…Hmmmm… Must leave this as an elliptical hope or I’d be running the danger or being an established despot).

In the hope that we will be lead forward on the grand avenues to our ultimate destination by Tyler Durden (yes, the symbolic projection of all our complexes); I sign off. See you on the other side. Just kidding. We’re on the same side, remember? Or better still, we can be Whitman’s grass: shameless, uniform, everywhere…

                                   “…Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic, and it means,                                                                    Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones,
Growing among black folks as among white,
Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff;

 I give them the same, I receive them the same.”

Adios. If you want me again, look for me under your bootsoles.

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