The perfect job

There is a secret to happiness in life. Several of them, in fact. But the one that has always rang the truest for me is the one about how to find the perfect job.

The goal, essentially, is to find something that you love to do, and then find someone to pay you to do it. Or, more simply, to con someone into paying you to play.

We all have our own definitions of play. And that's fine. The idea is just to get paid to do it. Not everyone can manage that. How many people think of janitorial work as play? Or accounting? Or retail? Maybe some people do; I don't know. But there are probably some jobs that are just jobs, that people do because they need the money, and not because they love it (like telemarketing).

What makes a brilliant moron

People often ask me why I chose the moniker of Brilliant Moron. They ask why I call myself an idiot, and why I say I'm smart. To save time, I thought I would answer it all at once. In reverse order.

Why I say I'm smart
Well, because I am. I'm well educated (2 MAs and a PhD), but I'm also very clever. Unfortunately, there isn't really a way to MEASURE intelligence outside of education, and as you all know, I think education is a bad standard. You should only get as much education as you need.

BDSM, self destruction, and the stupidity of labels

I've seen a whole lot lately of people accusing one another of being 'fake' or of not being a 'true' submissive/dominant/whatever based on what that person is interested in. This is not a new phenomena, but it saddens me.

If I can get meta for just a second... I'd like to remind everyone that we are a subculture. We are a group that is looked down upon, that is marginalized and seen as 'other'; even outside of the simple sexual preferences, those of us who identify as 'kinky' are different. And unlike being simply queer, we can't exactly come out of the closet.