You know that guy over by 5th and G? The one who’s always shouting stuff at anyone who stops long enough to listen? The one whose rants are barely coherent, but as always so sure, so confident, so… earnest? And his clothes, they’re always so clean. It’s like, yeah, he’s a bum, right? But he gives a damn about looking good, I guess because he thinks it’ll make it more likely folks will stop and listen to him.
Absolutely not him. Holy shit. But get this, I knew his brother in high school. The brother is now a big shot at MIT. HE’s the one I listen to.
You know that guy over by 5th and G? The one who’s always shouting stuff at anyone who stops long enough to listen? The one whose rants are barely coherent, but as always so sure, so confident, so… earnest? And his clothes, they’re always so clean. It’s like, yeah, he’s a bum, right? But he gives a damn about looking good, I guess because he thinks it’ll make it more likely folks will stop and listen to him.
Absolutely not him. Holy shit. But get this, I knew his brother in high school. The brother is now a big shot at MIT. HE’s the one I listen to.