So I was on Thought Catalog (the whiter, gif-less Buzzfeed) and I was reading this article:
http://thoughtcatalog.com/brianna-wiest/2013/12/17-undeniable-benefits-of-not-having-been-a-cool-kid-in-school/
I don't want to talk about the article, rather something else that I found interesting. The author was a quite attractive woman (judging by the picture I saw at the bottom of the list). In the comments, I noticed more than a few voices expressing this sentiment: "How can she write about being uncool? A gorgeous girl like her must have been so popular all her life!!"
Thus the flame war began.
I admit, I empathize with the skeptics but the deeper question is this: If her work rings of truth, does it matter what her experience was? Admittedly, it is more compelling to hear the ugly duckling to tell the story of their transformation than to hear the other swans tell of their adopted brother.
But I wonder if any of those people (myself included) are trying to discount what she is saying because we believe the statement, "I'm un-cool and completely happy", is an oxymoron? What if we believe there was never any such transformation in ourselves? What if inside I believe I'm a swan but outside I feel like an ugly duckling?
Now that's a lot to assume about people who have no face and a self created user-name. But I wanted to use her looks as reason to ignore her. I have a hunch I'm not alone.
