Academia on the Hill - 1999
He was a tall man. He stood on his titles. And those titles, boy, did they pour fourth like water. No, wait, that’s not quite correct. That's being unkind to water. Everyone likes pouring water, at the right time at least. I doubt anyone could say the same about this man and his titles.
No, his titles came forth more forcefully. Battering, slamming, fighting for acceptance and beating back insecurity. It didn’t really matter if they were relevant or necessary to the matter at hand. Yet it appeared no one really cared what those titles represented. I dare say that no one even cared if they were real or not. Of course, like every thing, his titles came to end. Unfortunately once they did, the lecture began.
No, his titles came forth more forcefully. Battering, slamming, fighting for acceptance and beating back insecurity. It didn’t really matter if they were relevant or necessary to the matter at hand. Yet it appeared no one really cared what those titles represented. I dare say that no one even cared if they were real or not. Of course, like every thing, his titles came to end. Unfortunately once they did, the lecture began.