The Simple Man Meets Mr.Brown

On the day in which I was scheduled to meet Mr.Brown, I showed up at his office earlier enough to meet the young lady he had just met. We exchanged small talk and friendly smiles but she did make me feel uneasy. I was excited to be considered but before my meeting, I could not shake the feeling that I had already met the winner of the competition. The thought faded as I sat in the small but aesthetically pleasing waiting room of Mr. Brown's office. As I waited my thoughts rewind to my positive day at the office. The job of a toy salesman or my job is quite simple and consists of meetings with clients, prospects, and partners in which we discuss products, places, and prices. That's what I am up to day after day. There are several different individuals and different products but the essence of the job is the same and simple. Again I say the job is simple but the individuals I work with are not. Right now, at work, I'm in the process of assisting a 9-year-old CEO who developed an excellent version of slime, patent the recipe, and now we are aggressively bringing the product to market. It was interesting to know a young man elite and advanced in the ways of business, but being with him seemed like being with any other child I've known of his age. Just then Mr. Brown swung upon his door and with a loud energetic voice, he greeted me. I jumped to my feet to shake his hand, I was excited to learn who Mr. Brown was, and what he wanted with me. He began to speak to me... loudly. I'll paraphrase everything for the reader as you'll thank me later when you discover how wordy and long-winded Mr. Brown can be. Mr. Brown told me of his lengthy research in physchology, history, and religion. He spoke with such passion for his love of these fields of study. He also said his desire for accumulating all this knowledge originally was to understand man, society, and government to give the insights to make all three better. He then lowered his voice for the first time and came close to me. He seemed much less large than life at this point in the conversation. He spoke calmly when he told me that he had become lost in academics and that knowledge had made him cynical. He told me that the complexieties of study made him lost, out of touch, and unable to give his readers what they needed most... THE TRUTH.

Finally he added that he had not accomplished the insight that could save people, society, and government. After he finished talking he sat quietly, and I could see him soaking in his high ambitions while at the same time gathering humility for the deeds he had accomplished. This was the first time a man of Mr. Brown's age had confided in me.

With almost apologetic eyes he spoke one more time.

"The best of all my efforts and ponderings are accumulated are in my famous nine blogs. These blogs discuss people, society, and government with rhetoric and I employed all of my education to discuss 9 questions. Unfortunately in doing so, I fell short of offering any practical answers for the numerous concerns of the nature of people, society, and government ."

Then he began to ramble on about the internet and his massive blog audience. He then, as if noticed me tuning out, asked me what I thought and if I could read the blog and answer the questions using my unique perspective. I was overwhelmed by the strangeness of this man Mr.brown and I could not wait to read the blogs. I agreed and then I left.