you are right! but i didnt claim that further education bestows intelligence. i brought up that hint about secret's adiences' educational level more to counter your claim to vacuity: you don't work for years on some remote and difficult topic, if you are vacuous in the sense i think you mean it.
maybe it is your so called "real life" that is offering little to those people, except incomprehension and rejection?
you couldn't be more wrong: my friends are very exhibitionistic and went there only to be looked at and to look (and hopefully pull). i really can't see what's wrong with this. the people who go to such places may just be playful or especially skilled at public selfpresentation for the purpose of attracting sexual attention (what's wrong with this? are you jealous?), or maybe they are just too drugged to care.
It never ceases to amaze me how a chilled out and drugged up club like secret could create so much ire?
OK, your reaction to this is genuinely interesting me, since you seem to be sane.
To take the points in order:
1/ Don't agree at all. Working on remote and difficult topics is no barrier to vacuity (in the sense I mean it, of course). That was my point.
2/ I really don't think these people (given the prices in Shoreditch) are suffering from rejection. More so those people/businesses who were displaced by the process of gentrification, to make way for the supposedly 'trendy' clubs inhabited by 20-something media 'professionals' being paid ridiculous amounts for failing to add anything to the world. (I find quotation marks amusing, btw, so if I overuse them, apologies.) If they find real life 'incomprehensible', maybe they should try to avoid lobotomies in future?
3/ Right, therein lies the nub. So many clubs in London with fantastic music policies (Fabric being the prime example) are populated by people such as you describe. I go out to clubs cos I like the music, to be honest, not to be 'looked at', primarily cos I'm not a narcissistic arse.
These people are not at all skilled at self-representation - I never see idiots with mullets/non-matching trainers outside the Shoreditch area, thus bringing me to the conclusion that they are utterly unskilled at mingling with any but a small (and useless) sector of society. Which makes them socially retarded, and not skilled. I went to a pub just next to Liverpool Street Station after, and have never been so gratified to be surrounded by people who have enough self-esteem not to have to scream 'LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME!' witht heir appearance like a spoiled 5 year-old child.
As for the jealousy accusation, cheap shot. And one which, sadly for you, doesn't work, since I have already had sex for an hour and a half this very morning with a lovely, real person. And not with a human mullet.
4/ Drugged-up? Yes. Chilled-out? Are you kidding? Everyone there was so on edge about whether they looked 'right', that one guy had a go at me in the toilet for 'not wearing the right things' or something (I didn't really listen to him, as he was a moron). He was wearing sunglasses indoors. I was wearing a gold/yellow Adidas hoodie, not to be 'street', but because I like Adidas style, and I like the colour. Now,w hich was us was really most comfortable in our own skin?
I found the place unfriendly and up its own arse. if you fancy a genuinely chilled-out, and mildly drugged up club in London, try Bootylicious in Vauxhall, which has the best vibe of any capital club I've been to.
Why does it engender such ire? Because most people can't stand privileged vacuity that also dares to look down upon others who do not share its, ahem, 'values'.
Sorry, but it seems that I would've thought your friends were cunts too. Even with their PHDs in obscure subjects.:slanted: