"I walked among you."

He did, and it wasn't some messianic pose either. Of course the ability to be invisible has been bestowed to a lot of us, and I really don't mind. I never wanted to pander for attention from people whom I neither cared nor gave a frigging fig about. What was important to me then, when we were all struggling, was to be the best I could be. I saw a lot of kids who never had to worry about how to pay for the tuition, or even how to get the fare to school the next day. I saw a lot of students who didn't even read, for chrissakes. And they called themselves CW majors. I dug my 50-book list, I did all I could, and I still wasn't popular with everyone in the department. Perhaps for the majority of the people in the program, in the department, I was invisible, we were invisible.

When all the attention started to pour, when he was declared poster boy for the administration, he himself was aghast. The image wasn't all that. They glossed over the faults. He may have asshole tendencies, and he would admit to that I am sure. But the one thing I do know was that he worked really hard for those damn grades, that it wasn't a soft touch. Information thrice removed from the source is never infallible. I would post more about this later. I really have to go. And think some more about all this.