Being Smart and Being Wise
Back in the near medieval days of the 1970s when smartphones look like contraptions from 2001: A Space Odyssey and when people wrote letters rather than tweets, I heard that phrase from countless teachers as well as the meanies who gave me wedgies in the boys’ lavatory.
Actually, I’m not that smart. For instance, I don’t know anything about calculus except that is a branch of mathematics. I tried reading a calculus textbook once, and it was scarier than a Stephen King novel. The endless formulas with letters from the Greek alphabet was definitely Greek to me.
I have no clue about picking winners at the race track. I just choose the horse with the best name and hope for the best. If I make enough money to pay for my lunch as well as a mint julep or two, that’s when I have had a great day playing the ponies.
Since I grew up in northern Illinois, I was foolish enough to follow a team like the Chicago Cubs rather than the New York Yankees, the Cincinnati Reds, or even the Rockford Peaches (Madonna, Rosie O’Donnell, and Lori Petty played on that team in A League of Their Own). I naively hoped year after year the Cubs would win the pennant, even though they would inevitably fold in September like a hapless gambler at a Las Vegas poker table. However, the Cubs did win the pennant as well as the World Series in 2016, so I guess I was smart that particular year.
I am not smart when it comes to high tech. If I was, I would be Bill Gates, Jeff Bezos, Mark Zuckerberg, or one of those Masters of the Masters of the Hi-Tech Universe rather than an Ordinary Joe. It took me a long time because I could successfully turn on a computer and use a mouse. I am still mystified by the language used by computer nerds. Like calculus, it’s Greek to me.
However, as a I get older, I have noticed I may not be getting smarter but maybe a little more wiser. I have come to appreciate to know the fine as well as the not fine things in life much more than when I was a young’un. Like Einstein, I am getting to the age in which some one has to tell me to wear socks, I don’t have to. And I consider myself still young enough to play the game but more than old enough to know the score.
Even though I might act smart, I’m not always smart. But now that I am becoming an old square, I hope I will always be wise whenever I act wise rather than be a wise guy.
Joe’s Maybe Memorable Quote of the Day
You are wise when you know the difference between wisdom and wisdumb.