{"id":201,"date":"2004-05-03T21:08:00","date_gmt":"2004-05-03T21:08:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/2004\/05\/03\/stepping-on-a-carpet-with-muddy-boots\/"},"modified":"2004-05-03T21:08:00","modified_gmt":"2004-05-03T21:08:00","slug":"stepping-on-a-carpet-with-muddy-boots","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/2004\/05\/03\/stepping-on-a-carpet-with-muddy-boots\/","title":{"rendered":"Stepping on a Carpet with Muddy Boots"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Life used to be quite easy, in terms of likes and dislikes. I used to read whatever came into my hands, following nothing but my heart when I was to choose my next reading companion. I never took heed of big names in order to fall in love with their works, except for Homer. And I couldn&#8217;t care less if I simply didn&#8217;t like that which I should have adored. Maybe I was too young, maybe I wasn&#8217;t made for the big leagues, who knows. Reading, as well as writing and listening to music, was simply a passion \u2014 not a golden badge to wear and show off in front of your friends.<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, the truth was revealed to me: &#8220;these are the writers you must read,&#8221; &#8220;these are the songs you must hum,&#8221; &#8220;these are the poems you must recite,&#8221; &#8220;these are the movies you must watch.&#8221; Confessing an ignorance became something like stepping on somebody&#8217;s brand new carpet with muddy boots. Confessing a dislike made the mudstain permanent.<\/p>\n<p>Where was I when the Basic Knowledge chip was implanted on everybody&#8217;s brains?<\/p>\n<p>Am I from another planet, do I speak another language? for those names mean nothing to me, no matter how hard I try to figure them out. No, nothing&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>But you know what, people? The more you point at the stains I leave, the harder I will step on that carpet you all dance on with your shiny ballet shoes.<\/p>\n<p>And yes it hurts that I&#8217;ve got one less thing in common with you, but that&#8217;s how I was engineered. And I can&#8217;t help it at all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Life used to be quite easy, in terms of likes and dislikes. I used to read whatever came into my hands, following nothing but my heart when I was to choose my next reading companion. I never took heed of big names in order to fall in love with their works, except for Homer. And [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/201"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=201"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/201\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=201"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=201"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=201"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}