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The Intellectual

You Scored 82% The Intellectual, Congratulations!

Ah, the intellectual. Pure, unadultered science is what motivates you. The world is an interesting place, and you want to pick it apart and see how it works.

You are probably not all that impressed with traditionalists or liberal philosophers, or the pedestrian commonalities of contemporary idealists. You see instead a fourth path to enlightenment: that of logic and reason. Modern ideas do not interest you, as you know that every fact is accompanied by an irrefutable opinion, and there is simply no room for such romanticism.

History, philosophy, and a multitude of cultures are all familiar to you, and you revel in the delight of learning even more. There is simply no limit to your understanding, except what you are able to read. The intricacies of language are second nature to you, and you probably can speak more than one. Which is useful, because you love to travel to places where you might need it. While others are content to revel in the intellectual impoverishment of our time, you set your sights higher--probably with the aide of a sextant. Because you're an intellectual, and you probably have one.

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I can't help being a sucker for time-wasting exercises like this one....

1. Go to the Wikipedia home page and click random article. That is your band's name.
2. Click random article again; that is your album name.
3. Click random article 15 more times; those are the tracks on your album.

Band: ¿Dónde Está La Luz?

Album: Caustic Pencil

Track list:

1. Étienne Marie Antoine Champion de Nansouty
2. Fade to Grey
3. Walsdorf
4. Robin Williams
5. USCGC Ossipee (WPR-50)
6. Wiardi Beckman Stichting
7. Topographical poetry
8. The Quotations
9. Inigo Campioni
10. Canton of Houdain
11. Bill Perkins (Australian rules footballer)
12. Half a Crown
13. Ksawerów
14. Dorsal nerve of clitoris
15. Limonese Authentic Party

This year, I'll only be making ones I have a vague chance of sticking to...

1. Eat chocolate everyday.
2. Stop exercising. Waste of time.
3. Read more smut.
4. Procrastinate more. Starting tomorrow.
5. Get in a whole new rut.
6. Learn how to swear in different languages.
7. Go on long ego trips.
8. Remember that Muffin Day is on the 29th of every month.
9. Take up a new habit, maybe smoking!
10. So many men, so little time. Make more time.

Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.

You are William John Cavendish-Bentinck-Scott, the Fifth Duke of Portland!

Sometime Marquis of Tichfield, Earl of Portland, Viscount Woodstock, Baron of Cirencester, co-heir to the Barony of Ogle and renowned as the finest judge of horseflesh in England, you took the tradition of aristocratic eccentricity to unprecedented heights. Having inherited the stately home of Welbeck Abbey, you proceeded to construct miles of underground tunnels and a ballroom, in pink, beneath it. The ballroom was complete except for one small detail. It had no floor. Despite this vast home, you lived exclusively in a suite of five rooms, each one also pink.

Having been turned down by your opera singer objet d'amour, Adelaide Kemble, in your youth, you suffered a broken heart and never married. This did not stop you from caring deeply about the wellbeing of your servants. Occasionally you would even help them muck out the stables. However, you did not neglect discipline, forcing disobedient underlings to skate themselves to exhaustion on your subterranean skating rink. Servants were given strict instructions regarding conduct: if they met you in a corridor, they were to ignore your existence while you froze to the spot until they were out of sight; and a chicken was to be kept roasting at all times in case you felt like sneaking into the kitchen for a snack.

You became ever more eccentric with age. You built another tunnel, this time to the railway station, through which you would ride your carriage. When you reached the station your carriage, with you inside, would be hoisted up onto the train in its entirety.

Upon your death, your multitude of titles passed to your cousin, who was obliged to delve into your curious domain to find your body once the servants had reported your absence. Entering your private rooms, he found that, aside from a commode in the centre of your bedroom, the only objects in the whole suite were hundreds of hatboxes, each containing a single brown wig.

Comment: Interesting result for a hoarder with antisocial habits such as myself! I went to Welbeck Abbey once. Or at least, I had a cup of tea in the garden centre adjoining it. I don't know if it still is, but at the time I was last that way, the Abbey itself was closed to the public (which I'm sure His Grace would have approved of) - it was a military academy or something like that (which I sure he wouldn't) - gack! I would like to see the underground ballroom and those tunnels if they still exist.

Maybe not the first person to point out the "cabinet-of-curiosities" analogy, as he himself admits, but surely one of the most fluent explanations, Julian Dibbell explains why weblogs are the modern equivalent of Renaissance cabinets of curiosities, or Wunderkammern:

"The genealogy of Web logs points not to the world of letters but to the early history of museums -- to the "cabinet of wonders," or Wunderkammer, that marked the scientific landscape of Renaissance modernity: a random collection of strange, compelling objects, typically compiled and owned by a learned, well-off gentleman. A set of ostrich feathers, a few rare shells, a South Pacific coral carving, a mummified mermaid -- the Wunderkammer mingled fact and legend promiscuously, reflecting European civilization’s dazed and wondering attempts to assimilate the glut of physical data that science and exploration were then unleashing. Just so, the Web log reflects our own attempts to assimilate the glut of immaterial data loosed upon us by the "discovery" of the networked world."