Joel and I were walking and talking around our Kenberry neighborhood, when I put it in words for the first time. What it meant to be smart. My definition of smart that spread across time.
Growing up, I thought someone with certain skills or inclinations as smart. People who were good at math and science or knew a lot of history. And one of the most valuable lessons that college taught me was through the opportunities it opened for me to get to know a lot of such smart people.
By senior year, I realized that being smart wasn't smart at all. Sure they were good at the stereotypical smart things, but what did that mean in life? I spent a lot of time thinking about this and right on that walk was when I for the first time said:
"Being smart is just the ability to make yourself happy."
I also said
"People like Kurt Cobain weren't smart. He was a skilled songwriter, but in the end he wasn't smart cause he offed himself with a shotgun. Not smart."
I've been trying to falsify this view on smart since and haven't been able to. I've since bullet-proofed it more to get the current version:
"Being smart is the fortitude to achieve sustained happiness."
So no. Doing molly all the time is not smart. Although it can be smart to do it on that special occasion that will forever bond you to someone else for life even if you don't need the drug in the future.
So no. Being a good programmer is not smart. But it is smart if it allows you to build things you enjoy building and provide a living to people you love.
No, being a good artist is not smart. Unless the art fulfills your mind, spirit, and don't forget, belly.
Be smart. Or try to be. There's really no difference.