On Intellectualism

There is no point being an intellectual....Why aa....

Intellectualism is great between 2 seemingly old grouchy men swinging a few pegs of Ballantines. It sparkles as a bright light breaking out of the clouds of cynicism that the men wantonly inhibit. It is as soothing as the belief that they wont get drunk in 4 pegs.

But what happens when the same two men go to swanky overlit malls or pubs where the strobe lights mirror the smiles of wannabe Valentines. The same intellectualism tries to snake deeper into the epidermis hunting for the veil that it can get to shield itself from the commonly accepted smartness. This is not soothing unless you get drunk in 4 pegs..