Nerding Out

It has come to my attention, through yesterday’s National Superhero Day and various experiences as of late, that, eleven years post high school, it is still not societally acceptable to be a nerd. Like people are apparently afraid to be open with their real life friends about the fact that they know more about comics than Stan Lee or that Twilight is their favorite thing ever because our society is so influenced by what should be important to them that all they know about Hunter S. Thompson is that he was a friend of Johnny Depp’s.

Look, I really don’t give a fuck about Johnny Depp right now.

Bear with me while I – as I do with every situation in existence – quote John Green in order to most effectively express myself:

“Saying ‘I notice you’re a nerd’ is like saying, ‘Hey, I notice that you’d rather be intelligent than be stupid, that you’d rather be thoughtful than be vapid, that you believe that there are things that matter more than the arrest record of Lindsay Lohan. Why is that?’ In fact, it seems to me that most contemporary insults are pretty lame. Even ‘lame’ is kind of lame. Saying ‘You’re lame’ is like saying ‘You walk with a limp.’ Yeah, whatever, so does 50 Cent, and he’s done all right for himself.”  -John Green

Nerding out on something important to you is a genuine, admirable quality because hey, you like stuff. You have something to bring to a conversation. People without passions are like people with two first names: I don’t trust them. (I’m joking. Kind of.) I mean, imagine sitting down to lunch with someone and they don’t have a single thing to talk about other than the weather. What is the point? I mean, really. What is the point of your life. Weather happens every day. Every day. Batman does not happen every day. John Green and Snoop Dogg on Instagram does not happen every day. (Dude. Did you guys see that shit? I had like three aneurysms.)

JG

It really doesn’t matter what it is (unless it is like, setting baby turtles on fire, in which case, please go nerd out by yourself), as long as you embrace who you are and what you love and don’t take shit from anyone about it. It could be comics or computers or YA romances or social media analytics or vaping. It could be saving baby turtles from the asshole that sets them on fire, whatever. Embrace whatever makes you tick and be beautifully intelligent and when some hipster-looking broad wearing a feminist shirt starts talking about how much she loves Bukowski while she sips her coffee, you knock that shit right out of her manicured hands and you tell her, you tell her that she is a dumb idiot and she should go back to the fucking post office where she learned to read.

Some infinities are bigger than other infinities, you know?

_MG_1305A Bestselling Author, NPO VP, and Psychology Today Blogger from Burbank, California, Allie Burke writes books she can’t find in the bookstore. Having been recognized as writing a “kickass book that defies the genre it’s in”, Allie writes with a prose that has been labeled poetic and ethereal.

Her life is a beautiful disaster, flowered with the harrowing existence of inherited eccentricity, a murderous family history, a faithful literature addiction, and the intricate darkness of true love. These are the enchanting experiences that inspire Allie’s fairytales.

From some coffee shop in Los Angeles, she is working on her next novel.
Visit Allie at http://wordsbyallieburke.com

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