Don’t be a coconut.

I’ve been doing a lot of soul-searching as of late.
Now, now. Before you start thinking you’ve come to one of those “deep” and “intellectual” blogs all your friends have been talking about, let me just clarify that when I say “soul-searching”, I mean I was in bed with a fever for a couple of days. Since I’m nothing but a poor (heavy emphasis on the *poor*) post-grad student, I do not have a TV (which would really be pointless anyway, because I couldn’t afford cable – man, ain’t poverty a bitch?!), and therefore, all I *can* do is be old-fashioned (or old?) and read.
So, I read.

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I’d elaborate, but I don’t feel like it anymore.

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sigh.

It’s been one of those days.

One of “those” days where you feel like wearing tight red undies over your blue tights, drape a red cape over your shoulders, and go out to fight evil, you ask?

I wish.

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Why would anyone want to be a leader?

A leader is and has always been the poor sap who get stuck with all the blame, and very rarely does he get any of the credit. He’s just meant to be “the man”s scapegoat, so that when the shit hits the fan, “the man” can take cover,  and the poor s-o-b who was so kicked about having been picked to be the leader will just get covered in the stuff.

It’s how it always goes.

How many times have you seen situations where this dumb-ass in your class gets stuck with all the work, whether he likes it or not. Now, generally, this guy is *not* one of the big scary fucks in your class (’cos, honestly man, how many of those guys have ever been popular with the teachers?), and therefore, can inspire little or no fear in the hearts of his peers. While in school, however, there’s always the fail-safe of running to the teachers and telling them who’s not listening n complaining about it. But with age, shit like that stops working. The teachers don’t give a flying fuck if they aren’t listening to you; it’s your job to *make* them listen to you, it’s YOUR job to make sure the work gets done.

This inevitably leads to a situation where there is a general apathy towards the task at hand, with the leader desperately trying to run around and get people to do *something* to contribute. While most of his peers will deftly dodge any task assigned to them, our fearless leader will understand that it makes more sense to just do the damn thing himself, and get out of any shit that the teacher might dump on him.

And so, the poor leader is stuck doing everything.

And if it isn’t done well, he is generally reduced to navel-lint.

So. I ask you. Why, oh WHY, would anyone want to be a leader?!

Doesn’t it just make more sense to be a mindless follower, and do whatever you’re told to, and ONLY what you’re told to? You’re automatically absolved of any blame, because, hell, what do you know? You’re a dumb-ass follower! If you had any brains, you’d have been the leader (or so they think).

It’s the ultimate situation.

(I bet you’re thinking, “What about all those big-ass CEOs? They got to where they are by establishing themselves as leader-material!” huh?)

(Well, they knew whose butt to kiss.)
(’nuff said.)

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Sigh.

It’s just been one of those days.

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I think I’m done.

Or rather, as The Strokes so eloquently put it in “Ask me
Anything”:

I’ve got nothing to say (x7)