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I know it is none of your business, So why are you reading this rubbish?

I do not pretend that I am one of the World's best writers. I am perhaps an Idiot with not too many brains. But when we were all standing at that table where the brains were being given out who pushed me to the back. I could have been a learned Professor and taught at a famous University. No I certainly do not claim such a title and will not imply that I was pushed out of line with that brain giving out ceremony.

I have met many people that have tried to tell me that they were brainy, Perhaps they are, but are they intelligent? I am intelligent, brainy no that I cannot claim but then who can? Some of the so called brainy people have dropped many a clangor. A small blush a nervous cough or something equivalent it is these small blemishes that marks them.

Am I to be commiserated on, by being the one pushed out of the brain giving out ceremony. I am not asking for your money or whatever it is that you so zealously horde away. No there are institutions that one can go to, to cadge a little of that what most people think is the best thing to have. You know that you are wrong it is not cash, money, dollars or whatever your Nation so vigorously prints on those huge printing machines that counts it is the knowledge that you are happy with your knowledge. Knowledge that some real people took some years to impart it to and through that thick skin that covers the delicate insides such as the brain and yes what about the heart. I will of course leave it up to you what you tell your heart to do. Are you one of the generous kind do you share with those that are not so well off or are you one of the Shylock's of this world?

I told you all right at the beginning that this was not for you, I am not sorry that I have written this. This was something that I have been wanting to write for some many long years. The World is not fair is it so many or better too many that have taken the position that was placed there just for you. What can you do about it. Nothing is the right answer you must accept that your proper place has been taken. Of course it is not fair. That shower of rain that spoiled your day off, was that fair? No of course not but you should know by now that there are many waiting to spoil things. Nothing is sacred. Do you realize what I have just said Nothing is Sacred. You must with the rest of the World's People learn to accept and to do it as gracefully as possible. Some one is always on the look out. The blame must be laid at someones door, why not yours. Why did you not learn to take care of yourself when you were growing into that young terror that you finally become. I have no pity as I have no pity for myself. I too should have learned to take better care of myself. It is really my fault. As it is yours for reading this rubbish that I have written to smack the whole world in the face I will not let anyone forget that I was pushed out of that Brain ceremony all of those years ago. Do You blame me Bern.