Knowing and Looking

It occurred to me, randomly of course, that knowing less never hurt anyone... (unless its an exam, in which case.. *ouch*)

But on a more social level, knowing less about someone...or their life.. never really hurts.. and, it doesn't matter- at all!
So why the senseless curiosity...?
Why the morbid desire to rub my face in facts that i KNOW will make my eyes water?
Wouldn't i, rather, know less and be happi-er?
Erm, apparently not.

No matter how ugly the facts might be, they're far prettier than the lies.
and no matter how badly the eyes sting, it's okay, cuz better now than later.
The sooner they water, the faster they dry up. Simple.

Besides, all this talk of 'pretty'... there was a time not so long back when looking pretty became the worst thing one could do (honest)
It came down to reductionist analysis by people who liked categories (yes, i shall finally speak up...umm, write up now)
Something on the lines of, the prettier you looked ...and of course by prettier it had to be the 'conventional' blonde girl pink cheek look...well, the blonder the hair (metaphorically) and pinker the cheeks (less metaphorically)...the lower falls the IQ in the eyes of the presumptuous.

Now we can yell ourselves HOARSE screaming that it doesn't really matter and people can do what they like..say what they like...feel what they like...But.
But it changes a few things

-a- you don't like the people who do reductionist readings of you. period.
-b-you don't like them at all, and probably never will...even if that analysis changes.
-c-you get to hop around (cuz you're mad. not insane mad. angry mad. sheesh)
-d-you realize that there is nothing in the world you can do to stop people from being/acting/thinking the way they are...so you 'get' it..and yes, not like them.

There is something just so patronizing to be considered pretty and just that. And it is never about the marks you score or the books you read or even, the way you DO converse about life as a whole. You-will-be-stereotyped by the majority just because you look a certain way. Now you can either fight back by becoming just like 'them' or actually care enough to NOT convert.. to not judge people by the way they look....good/bad/apparently-ugly... there is no one who is 'ugly' in the world... no one, just some people who don't care enough bout the way they
look and others..others who might have the most aesthetically appealing face but not be a good person. That, to me is ugly...and no one can guess that based on the colour of your cheeks.

So to sum up, my hands are freezing cold and i have to go study some more and type a wee bit less. :)

*Peace*

Ps- 2 exams down, 2 more to go! :)
Ps2- Wow, i should have written that post like 7 months ago, but i guess I'm like that guy Camus talks of... the one who killed himself 5 years after his daughter died... no, not slow reflexes... but sometimes, things just hit you later and then you take action. (yes, writing it out is my action!)