We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
It didnít dawn on me that there might be a few holes in my education until I was about 35. Iíd just bought a house, the pipes needed fixing, and the plumber was standing in my kitchen. There he was, a short, beefy guy with a goatee and a Red Sox cap and a thick Boston accent, and I suddenly learned that I didnít have the slightest idea what to say to someone like him. So alien was his experience to me, so unguessable his values, so mysterious his very language, that I couldnít succeed in engaging him in a few minutes of small talk before he got down to work. Fourteen years of higher education and a handful of Ivy League degrees, and there I was, stiff and stupid, struck dumb by my own dumbness. ďIvy retardation,Ē a friend of mine calls this. I could carry on conversations with people from other countries, in other languages, but I couldnít talk to the man who was standing in my own house.
Itís not surprising that it took me so long to discover the extent of my miseducation, because the last thing an elite education will teach you is its own inadequacy.
My thought was "pompous ass". The guy has absolutely no class. People who have class can get along with anyone. As a matter of fact, he reminds me of the president and most of the people who work for him.
There is a good bit of truth in the first two paragraphs, but nothing that can't be fixed. Teach Ivy students to change their car's oil or get old fashioned part time jobs. Teaching their profs to edit wouldn't hurt. If you can say something in 100 words, find a way to use 75.
And I think I asked him why, if he was so goddam smart, he needed someone presumably stupid to fix his pipes
I have done some of my own plumbing- replacing faucets, installing garbage disposal,etc. I called in an unlicensed plumber to take out another faucet in a very tight situation. I had tried it myself and hadn't been able to loosen it. He had the expertise, did it, and didn't charge me an arm and a leg. Win-win. When a plumber can do something in five minutes which I cannot do in an hour, I have no hesitation at using his expertise.