Alternate Title: Pretension Wars
by Danny Baird
There’s a beat-up, red SUV that I see every day while I walk to work. Proudly displayed is a bumper sticker that says “Read Infinite Jest.” When I first encountered this text, I read it as the pinnacle of ostentatious pretension: the revelation of an intellectual resumé on the back of a car. Fuck you, dude. I have read many books. You’ve read Infinite Jest? Big whoop. Fuck you.
I hate this car.
But, as I walked past it one day, I realized it probably intended the IMPERATIVE version of the text. The car’s owner wanted me to go and “Read Infinite Jest.” I hated him or her a little less, but the command was only slightly more palatable than the boast.
Disclaimer: I’ve never read any David Foster Wallace. I’ve TRIED, but it’s beyond me.
I have my own intellectual resumé, however, and it’s one I like to tout. I’m far too ready to share my SAT scores, my schooling pedigree, blah blah, blah… And at the same time, I know the line between legitimate bragging-rights and intolerable smugness is a fine one.
Am I the owner of my own metaphorical red SUV with nonsensical bumper sticker?
Something to contemplate.
Danny Baird is a writer and theatremaker from Baltimore, Maryland.
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