What a Darling

The talk was entitled 'History of Society' and it was to be delivered by the eminent Professor Darlington - the "biochemical philosopher." or "philosophical bio-chemist." Being an ignoramus on the above mentioned subject, I ventured into LB1 last night, to be enlightened, so that the next Cafeteria 101 lecture I could tantalize my listeners with the intricacies of " the evolution of race, class and culture."

Alas! it was not to be so. My intellectual capacity being nowhere near that of the pedagogue (I am 21, 56 shades darker). I was completely overwhelmed by the exuberance of his vubosity and the waving of his wand. However, even a state of dementia did not make me unaware of the sad but tragic fact that for an hour I listened to the History of the European Society. It was either, that in my ignorance I thought society existed in China and India at that time, or Professor Darlington is a bigoted racist.

My lack of the power of retention prevents me from remembering anything else of significance. (if there was something that could be thus catagorised).

Question time arrived with much trepidation/cold sweat/ consternation. I apprehensively asked the revered gentleman a question— it was short and sweet, I assure you. A supercilious smile on his face, the savant replied, as he replied many others, "Read my book." My nascence is such that the only title that kept recurring in my infinitesimal brain was, "20 ways to be Evasive when encounted by a vociferous and belligerent audience" On that note, I left the illuminati's presence — a sadder but no wiser fool.