Chapter Fourteen: What about the rest of us?

So far we have been peering in on the lives of The Chess Club President, Dick, Jane, Jack and Jill. What can be observed so far is that Jane is pretty, Jill is prettier by some estimation (read Ginger vs Maryann,) Jack is a prime specimen, and the Chess Club President is smarter (at least as far a Chess goes) than anybody else in the County, with the possible exception of Dick, our hero. Jack may be no Chess champion, but he knows how to march an entire football team down the field under pressure. He has the play book memorized so well he can run through it in his head, to guess which play will outfox the Rattlers, the school rival. Militarily, he practices the element of surprise – when he does not wish to be predictable he is not, AND he has a way with the ladies.

What about those of us that (who?) are somewhat more humbly endowed? Some of us are plain, or dumb or both. Some of us are 90 pound weaklings, some of us actually distinguish between Geeks, Phreqs and Nerds. Most would view them as “Think they are smart, but have no clue how to dress or talk, Bill Gates wannabes.” And some of us are, let's face it FAT. In these cases, warnings about the evil dangers of ill advised sex are rubbing salt in an open wound. Sex for us is about as likely as winning the lottery. The reason it's important to still give it attention is this: If you wait a long time for your one shot, how sad would it be to make the wrong decision and miss the point of honestly evaluating the person? Jane is good looking, but what if Jack turns his attention to a girl with fewer alternatives. Can she think any more clearly than Jane did? Does his temporary attention to something other than appearances mean she has to accede to his wishes? That's a lot of estrogen pumping while she tries to make heads or tails of his behavior.

Hopefully we have learned something already by looking in on the stylized cream of the crop, but is there more that can be said? YES.

Again: What is said here is an attempt to improve communication between real people. No box will understand a person. Predicting behavior is not the achievement we sometimes make it out to be. I can tell you at a glance whether the Chairman of the Federal Reserve is carrying one or two brief cases, but I couldn't possibly perform the analysis necessary to determine whether interest rates should go up, or down, or by how much. That being said, here goes: